Like a Jungle E-40 (Ft. Kokane & Young Mugzi)

[Intro: E-40]
Hand me one of them thangs killed John Wayne
D.E.A. back in this bitch, hmm-hmm, va-rooom
Hah hah hah hah, fuck around with this nigga Bosko
He stay mobbing
Shall we spit some saliva? Spit some saliva

[Verse 1: E-40]
In and out of the traffic
Sparking up a bunch of commotion and static it's a habit
Bloated twasted loaded tilted when I roll it
Like the steering wheel on my Deville when I first drove it
Who the caviest and the savviest (?) striking like a pack of matches
Blood alcohol, looking level above average
Money tall player, papered up, ghettofabulous
You can ball too pimping just be about your cabbage
I don't need no iron I'm already creased
Pistol-whip a bitch with my mouthpiece
Paid for ho, on my car, fucking lease
Striking through your neighborhood, disturbing peace
Boogie green Cutlass with the gold feets
Same colored tint with the bucket seats, beatch!
All my life I was raised around killers
Boy I tell ya - these monkeys don't wanna see no gorillas

[Chorus One: Kokane]
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE -
You know a sea serpent snake in the grass can post up lies
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE -
We play for Kiki, so nigga if you feel froggish LEAP!
Leap nigga! Beatch!