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'Jungle' Lyrics - Gillie Da Kid
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(Bridge)
Welcome to my jungle
Nigga welcome to my jungle
Let me bring you to my jungle
Nigga welcome to my jungle
Them youngins out there chasin wealth
They got that pistol on they belt
It’s every nigga for himself oh oh
Nigga welcome to my jungle
Nigga welcome to my jungle

(Hook)
You do dirt, you get dirt
Fuckin with this and you gon get murked
I lay you in that casket in that church
I put you bastards up in that dirt
Oh, we stay pullin on them trees
Movin coco leafs, nigga welcome to my jungle
Where my niggas Japanese
Cus that motherfuckin D
Gotta fuck one if you freeze oh oh

(Verse)
In that swamp with the crocs, the ocean with them sharks
I put all my jewelry on in any hood after dark
World knows us with the lions, in the grass with the cobras
Me and my niggas in D all screamin Cosa nostra
Super soakers, we a spray
We the roaches, you the prey
Raisin toasters, you a lay,
Leave them jokers DOA

Nigga welcome to my jungle
Where my youngins servin bundles
It be rumble young and rumble
You see my city got that I am fly
Feel me? The city of the homicide
City leave yo mama traumatized
And my youngins don’t apologize

(Hook)
You do dirt, you get dirt
Fuckin with this and you gon get murked
I lay you in that casket in that church
I put you bastards up in that dirt
Oh, we stay pullin on them trees
Movin coco leafs, nigga welcome to my jungle
Where my niggas Japanese
Cus that motherfuckin D
Gotta fuck one if you freeze oh oh

(Verse)
Move with the lions, I done fucked with the gators
I’ve been duckin the D’s, they wanna lock me in cages
Take a look at they faces, tryna bang me with cases
Bitch I’m Trayvon Martin, you pussy niggas is racist
I run my jungle like Mufasa
I stay away from all that crab and the lobsters
All the niggas that be mad they imposters
Cus they the ones that get you attacked,
Bunch, yea

(Hook)
You do dirt, you get dirt
Fuckin with this and you gon get murked
I lay you in that casket in that church
I put you bastards up in that dirt
Oh, we stay pullin on them trees
Movin coco leafs, nigga welcome to my jungle
Where my niggas Japanese
Cus that motherfuckin D
Gotta fuck one if you freeze oh oh

(Bridge)
Welcome to my jungle
Nigga welcome to my jungle
Let me bring you to my jungle
Nigga welcome to my jungle
Them youngins out there chasin wealth
They got that pistol on they belt
It’s every nigga for himself oh oh
Nigga welcome to my jungle
Nigga welcome to my jungle

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'Blow My High' Lyrics - Gillie Da Kid (Ft. Beanie Sigel & Jai Sun)
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Listen!
Before you bring the bullshit over here
Let it just roll up… real quick
Clear my senses
you know I’ve made the best out of any situation
Please don’t come here blowing my high off

Between the weed and the liquor
and the cars, and the ice and the women
And ‘em flights to ‘em long Vegas nights.
Nigger, stay dripping with them Gucci on
Bitches in Louis Vuitton when your money… the groupies on.
Move along, I don’t need ‘em
I ain’t even bragging nigger
I didn’t…. more hoes, than you could imagine, nigger
A pull up to the traffic light to see the… money’s on my appetite
I’m in the streets chasing in
You niggers faking it, I’m trying to get…
I’ve been chasing money, homie, I’m don’t chase a bitch
But they chase…
…twenty four seven, always on my grind
So that mean that moonlight is always on my mind
Spend a pretty a penny on the shine, got a quarter mil
… I need a little time, baby girl, go!

Chorus:
Please girl, don’t blow my high
Let me count this paper!
All my life I knew that I’ll be major!

Yeah, you see I came from the ghetto, then I rose from the basement
To the top floor condo, a lot of champagne wasted.
Follow women, embrace them with the …
If they’re fucking good enough, if they got a chance to stay alive replace them like…
…is a distant memory
I have them crying like…
I blow plenty tree
Fifty women in my condo, a hundred pretty legs like a…
All I do is talk people… and call it Dark Vader
These niggers guessed up like a…
All my niggers in the streets doing…
At these rappers I just laugh, talking about a slap,
they ain’t never had a tap,
Lil momma, please chill!
Gotta count a hundred thousand in this all small bills, so

Chorus:
Please girl, don’t blow my high
Let me count this paper!
All my life I knew that I’ll be major!

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'Take Off' Lyrics - Gillie Da Kid (Ft. Meek Mill)
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Big glizzy on dizzy, snatch your boy up,
I call your phone I need a chizzy
Ever since a youngin homie earned my …
North Phillie, … avenue, that is the city
We don’t shoot your … muscle nigga shoot your …
I was taught to never chase bitches, chase chizze
Me … back to back in them…
Know I cheated, I … get …
Took off like a … jet, they talking Gucci sneaks and they ain’t bought a pair yet
They talking benzes, they ain’t never steered yet,
I ain’t never ever met a nigga that I feared yet
You see our faces, ain’t no stress on them
We don’t deal with niggas all our … mexicans
I know he said he’ll love her to the death but him
Found out she’s a whore, understand why he left her there
My pinky, he got the diamond ring,
What can I say? I like the finer things
Gucci this, …designer things…
Put it in front of back and mommy sings
I beat that pussy up like Rodney King
Like I did 20 years and just got out the bing
You can give 20 years I will never sing
Not one letter, one word, one noun, nigga one verb
I will mumble word they don’t get no…
Ask me questions I’m like I don’t speak no english
They gettin money, they balling on the budget
I’m getting chicken, they getting chicken nuggers
I’m like nigga fuck it, we can take it there
If it’s on it’s on, make sure the stakes is clear
When you see Gillie, you know the quake is there
My niggas run down on your like we was racing there
At the back of your head I bet your face…
How in the heaven you bout yo make it there
My automo so icey you can’t see the time off
I’m a young fly flashy…
You niggas looking… I’m off these niggas up…

I said, one thing for sure, 2 things for sure
… man nigga, should have put you in the circus
… silly as you get a benz nigga lurking
… is it really worth it, … lock me in the cell…
Tell them people are lying
Swear to god, when I was 19 I caught my first cake
… had a tough time giving my name at my birthday
Nowadays, niggas go to jail…
I’ll tell them where they gotta hook up
Got a nigga 20 years, talk about that cook up
… catch me slipping like a transmission, fuck this hood up
My hood is your hood, warrup, warrup
I’m like Phillie on … out the hood, I step up in this bitch what’s happening
… american, arrogant but…
One time, I be getting super laid… we living it, they rapping it.

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all my niggas push bricks and break em down the ..
..they call me in the kitchen he thought i was making brick
he told me to make me .., i said i can make it this
....make you flip and then can make it flip.

i’m a ... nothing he can do to impress
you nigga ball like b*tch, lisa lesley ..droppin’ shit, he smellin nasty
... right next to elvis presley ... pepsi
...to the death for me, y’all niggas found no .. no rap.. to me
see ain’t my birthday but nigga .. i like 50 cent, b*tch i .. ayo
you niggas got play dough, i got my ..my way foe
see this nigga on threat, ..talk that shit.. if you got ...

chorus:
all my niggas push bricks and break em down the ..
..they call me in the kitchen he thought i was making brick
he told me to make me .., i said i can make it this
....make you flip and then make it flip.

i go hard with the shake us, handle like a laker
55 with the ruffo...
hustle with the scrapers...with the razor .. niggas haters
.. bastard for .. my money stack in dirty

....
fat boy this suddenly, walk in the yard ...smoke...

chorus:
all my niggas push bricks and break em down the ..
..they call me in the kitchen he thought i was making brick
he told me to make me .., i said i can make it this
....make you flip and then make it flip.

politics ...try to ..like ipad ...never seen break so ..
i’ma hit that b*tch,... put em on the ...
... start rushing ..
what the f*ck they’re tellin....

[chorus:]

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