Styles P - Out In The Jungle lyrics

[Intro] Just coolin', you know? It's a jungle out here Hyenas, lions, gorillas, snakes I'm just movin' [Chorus] Out in the jungle, it's hyenas and lions And gorillas and snakes and all that other sh** (All that other sh**, I'm coolin') So I'm coolin', my n***a That money movin', my n***a Out in the jungle, it's hyenas and lions And gorillas and snakes and all that other sh** (Cool sh**, you know?) But I load up my hammer for all that other sh** [Verse 1] I light up two joints then a few joints Turn the beat on just to prove a few points (A few) Show 'em to the plug, get a few points (Hahaha) A crew full of animals, a zoo, what do you do for 'em? (What do you do for 'em?) Do you get 'em tamed or you leave 'em wild? (Huh?) I'm infestin', I invested in my own style Know I stay reppin' the hood (D-Block) You ain't familiar with my neck of the woods (No) You should check if you good (Check) But if you check with a loc that's broke, what is the word worth? (What's that worth?) Talkin' to the plug, what the bird worth? (How much is that?) You tryna go straight, who you curve first? f**in' right I'm a gangster, homie, but I'm a nerd first (Nerds) Smart enough to read up on the art of war Time is valuable, it's deeper than the Audemar (It's deeper) Patek or Hublot, if you blow and you ain't on that sh** (On that sh**) Then they might bust a TEC at your two-door [Chorus] Out in the jungle, it's hyenas and lions And gorillas and snakes and all that other sh** So I'm coolin', my n***a That money movin', my n***a But I load up my hammer for all that other sh** Out in the jungle, it's hyenas and lions And gorillas and snakes and all that other sh** So I'm coolin', my n***a That money movin', my n***a But I load up my hammer for all that other sh** [Verse 2] If things get messy, know I'm Pesci with it Billy the Kid, Jimmy Conway or Jesse with it (Woo) I'm talkin' James Let that .44 flame on the train for a bag If he mad, you can bet he get it (You can bet he get it) Been in a high-speed chase, drivin' steady with it I've been rich, I've been poor, so I'm petty with it (I'm petty) f** the karma, all I need is marijuana for the trauma That's the suicide bomber that's cool as the Dalai Lama Kids see Ghost, I ain't Ye, I ain't Cudi But the .45's my buddy for all of the side drama (All of that) f**in' with the scariest, you can Hail Mary I'm probably plottin' like Tyrion (I'm plottin'), Lannister They gon' need a janitor, there's matter on the banister He ain't have the stamina Hammer in my canister Got it out the kitchen (Got it) You won't catch me slippin' (Uh-uh) 'Cause the Ghost got the sauce and you know it's still drippin' Out, n***a [Chorus] Out in the jungle, it's hyenas and lions And gorillas and snakes and all that other sh** So I'm coolin', my n***a That money movin', my n***a But I load up my hammer for all that other sh** Out in the jungle, it's hyenas and lions And gorillas and snakes and all that other sh** So I'm coolin', my n***a That money movin', my n***a But I load up my hammer for all that other sh**