
Welcome to the Concrete Jungle Lil Wayne (Ft. Juelz Santana)
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[Intro: Juelz Santana]
DipSet, ugh
Weezy, holla at me
[False Start: Juelz Santana, DJ Drama, & DJ drops]
Welcome to the concrete jungle
Got snakes, got bears, got lions, no muzzles (No muzzles)
And they all tryin to cause me trouble
Got the big trey-8, long nose, no muzzle (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
Hold up, hold up!
[Spoken: Juelz Santana & DJ drops]
Ayy, ayy! Hold up, Drama, where you get that shit from, nigga? Man, that's exclusive! Run that the fuck back! Ayy!
The Aphilliates, nigga, pay attention!
[Intro: Juelz Santana & DJ Drama]
DipSet, ugh
Weezy, holla at me (You know how we do!)
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana, DJ Drama, DJ drops, & Lil Wayne]
Welcome to the concrete jungle
Got snakes, got bears, got lions, no muzzles (No muzzles)
And they all tryna cause me trouble
Got the big trey-eight, long nose, no muzzle (Gangsta Gri-Zillz! Ill!)
Back up off me, shorty—if not? Surely—
That piece'll come off me shortly (Shortly)
My hood breed gangstas, boy
You wanna be down? Let's see now; no, thank you, boy (Nope)
My niggas'll fish-filet you, boy
Then go and tell your moms to get the paper, boy (Yup)
Your son is no longer just a paperboy
He's front-page on the paper, boy, read about him (Look)
Extra, extra, read about it! (Look)
While we get twisted, laugh, and smoke weed about it (Look)
And can't nobody do a thing about it
'Cause they'll be in the same boat—literally, the same boat (Yup, yup)
Floating 'cross the same sea (Yup)
Through the same water (Yup); don't fuck with them same G's (Yup)
Don't fuck wit that man, please (Yup, yeah, yeah)
Don't fuck wit his money, don't fuck with his gangrene (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
DipSet, ugh
Weezy, holla at me
[False Start: Juelz Santana, DJ Drama, & DJ drops]
Welcome to the concrete jungle
Got snakes, got bears, got lions, no muzzles (No muzzles)
And they all tryin to cause me trouble
Got the big trey-8, long nose, no muzzle (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
Hold up, hold up!
[Spoken: Juelz Santana & DJ drops]
Ayy, ayy! Hold up, Drama, where you get that shit from, nigga? Man, that's exclusive! Run that the fuck back! Ayy!
The Aphilliates, nigga, pay attention!
[Intro: Juelz Santana & DJ Drama]
DipSet, ugh
Weezy, holla at me (You know how we do!)
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana, DJ Drama, DJ drops, & Lil Wayne]
Welcome to the concrete jungle
Got snakes, got bears, got lions, no muzzles (No muzzles)
And they all tryna cause me trouble
Got the big trey-eight, long nose, no muzzle (Gangsta Gri-Zillz! Ill!)
Back up off me, shorty—if not? Surely—
That piece'll come off me shortly (Shortly)
My hood breed gangstas, boy
You wanna be down? Let's see now; no, thank you, boy (Nope)
My niggas'll fish-filet you, boy
Then go and tell your moms to get the paper, boy (Yup)
Your son is no longer just a paperboy
He's front-page on the paper, boy, read about him (Look)
Extra, extra, read about it! (Look)
While we get twisted, laugh, and smoke weed about it (Look)
And can't nobody do a thing about it
'Cause they'll be in the same boat—literally, the same boat (Yup, yup)
Floating 'cross the same sea (Yup)
Through the same water (Yup); don't fuck with them same G's (Yup)
Don't fuck wit that man, please (Yup, yeah, yeah)
Don't fuck wit his money, don't fuck with his gangrene (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
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