Vito La Bamba - King of the Jungle lyrics

(gang) (Gold Gang sh**, man) (King Coke) [Verse 1: Vito La Bamba] I'ma ride for my n***as You can get popped, get k**ed for my n***as b**h we got glizzle, we don't f** with hair triggers Waitin' on the law to free king trigger In the war sh**, ain't sh** to me n***a Better have a drum if you steppin' to me n***a Wanted to have beef, now you dead meat n***a Leave a n***a brains in the f**in street n***a Hand on the nine, catch him in the feet n***a Lots of new toys, don't play with me n***a Catch you in the field and I'm in my cleats n***a Stay 10 toes down in these streets n***a Reppin' Black Stone, that's why I treat n***as Creep in the cut and I never blink n***a Gotta get rich and it's all on me, n***a Yea it's all on me n***a [Bridge: Vito La Bamba] Eyes are on the chemist so I keep it on me n***a sh** ain't been the same since we lost Reece n***a Diss fresh Scotty you'll be restin in piece with him Big dog sh**, all yall some little n***as My n***as gon slide and they gon k** n***as Even lil n***as Yea its East Side boah, where yall drill n***as Yea its East Side boah, where yall drill n***as [Verse 2: Vito La Bamba] b**h with the kings, only f** with real n***as Might get caught up but we still ain't squeal n***a Still ain't squeal n***a Free my n***as. Yea all my n***as When a n***a get signed, got bond for my n***as Getting out the door, and I'm lit with the lean The homie just popped him a bean He got 30 shots with a mother f**ing bean Lost so many n***as, man, it feels like a dream Tunnel vision, shots turn it to a horror scene (uh) Free Keone hoe All green ones, they neon though Run the block, got Glocks and dope Slide on King if you really want to smoke Slide on homie, tryna kick in the door Call Jade up, we putting brains on the floor Lil Flo go put her hands on a hoe Made in the trap, getting bands on the low f**ing with the kings, got pounds for the low Got the K and you know he uh blow Finesse a west side b**h all the way out her clothes Started from the top, work her way down the pole I'm one of them n***as who will really take a soul To see my kids grow old Funds get low, then you know I'll kick a door Everybody down on the mother f**ing floor Left dead bodies on the mother f**ing floor Me be broke? No n***a, can't go No n***a, can't go. Me be broke? No n***a, can't go