[Hook:] This gorilla music, some'ing to ride to They done let me loose, I suggest you call the zoo We getting gorilla money, my monkeys making cake Southside orangatang, and I swang and bang with my bathen apes This gorilla music, some'ing to ride to They done let me loose, I suggest you call the zoo We getting gorilla money, baboons on the run Southside orangatang, and I swang and bang in my Air Force 1's [E.S.G.:] Chop you up like the Eddy films, y'all lil' boys ain't ready for him I'm Pro Tools y'all analog, safe to say that I'm above them Navy Seal from the neighborhood, test me dog I wish you would On your grind means on your grits, I guess you could say we from the woods Call the zoo keeper this beast loose, two or three karats on each tooth Don't make me go rake a roof, and dump ya ass in the trunk of my coupe Riding low and I'm ducking scanners, Texas through that Louisiana Hell yeah I'll admit it, that I'm a gorilla but I don't like bananas I like banana clips, (why) cause they so extended I came to take the game over, but it wasn't intended Contraband, in the back of my van I know the Interstate, like the back of my hand Yeah I-10 I-12, what about that I-20 Cats down here we independent, got the bread if we wanna ride Bentley On chrome it's on, stucko built home Southside gorilla, backstreet King Kong yeah [Hook] [E.S.G.:] On the grind still mashing, game's been missing some real action Offense was still lacking, back to run it like I'm Phil Jackson Bring out the ring I'ma take it home, I ain't Caesar this ain't Rome I don't give a damn I'ma take the throne, this sell about three million ringtones Y'all ain't real y'all so fake, so in the hood it's no respect E.S.G. I'm like a referee, don't act up or get hit with a tech We smoking that heavy kush, trigger finger cooler than Reggie Bush One big bird bout to have a lil' bird, come on girl and get ready push That means I make two out of one, don't understand then you are dumb Southside that's where me from, never leave the crib without me gun Me uzi weighs a ton, your groupies ate my cum I'm in my cell with no weapon, I'ma make me one Go 'head and send two blunts, big dog like Desin Young Better yet I'm like T.O., cause the whole team against me huh Started off at the bottom of the pack, lost it all then I got it right back Boys out here wanna pop it like that, once you hit the button it drop the top on the Lac [Hook] [E.S.G.:] Southside flame spitter, better keep your dame with ya Matter fact my mans'll get her, next my whole clan'll to hit her Yes I'm a wig splitter, we ride on our enemies See I'll admit, I probably took me a couple ki's But I'da been robbed too, so I guess that's even game That's why I been at the range, making sure I got even aim Bleed ya mayn blood ya mayn, bomber got me thugging mayn Boys in this rap game are clones, they be dubbing mayn From New Jersey to Albuquerque, I'ma be the next that y'all gon see From the S.U.C. to the T-O-P, out the B-O-G what you know bout me What you know bout E know bout we, Southern hip-H-O-P This my year let's get that clear, I'm a straight gorilla stop hating on me [Hook]
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Copy to Clipboard: [Hook:] This gorilla music, some'ing to ride to They done let me loose, I suggest you call the zoo We getting gorilla money, my monkeys making cake Southside orangatang, and I swang and bang with my bathen apes This gorilla music, some'ing to ride to They done let me loose, I suggest you call the zoo We getting gorilla money, baboons on the run Southside orangatang, and I swang and bang in my Air Force 1's [E.S.G.:] Chop you up like the Eddy films, y'all lil' boys ain't ready for him I'm Pro Tools y'all analog, safe to say that I'm above them Navy Seal from the neighborhood, test me dog I wish you would On your grind means on your grits, I guess you could say we from the woods Call the zoo keeper this beast loose, two or three karats on each tooth Don't make me go rake a roof, and dump ya ass in the trunk of my coupe Riding low and I'm ducking scanners, Texas through that Louisiana Hell yeah I'll admit it, that I'm a gorilla but I don't like bananas I like banana clips, (why) cause they so extended I came to take the game over, but it wasn't intended Contraband, in the back of my van I know the Interstate, like the back of my hand Yeah I-10 I-12, what about that I-20 Cats down here we independent, got the bread if we wanna ride Bentley On chrome it's on, stucko built home Southside gorilla, backstreet King Kong yeah [Hook] [E.S.G.:] On the grind still mashing, game's been missing some real action Offense was still lacking, back to run it like I'm Phil Jackson Bring out the ring I'ma take it home, I ain't Caesar this ain't Rome I don't give a damn I'ma take the throne, this sell about three million ringtones Y'all ain't real y'all so fake, so in the hood it's no respect E.S.G. I'm like a referee, don't act up or get hit with a tech We smoking that heavy kush, trigger finger cooler than Reggie Bush One big bird bout to have a lil' bird, come on girl and get ready push That means I make two out of one, don't understand then you are dumb Southside that's where me from, never leave the crib without me gun Me uzi weighs a ton, your groupies ate my cum I'm in my cell with no weapon, I'ma make me one Go 'head and send two blunts, big dog like Desin Young Better yet I'm like T.O., cause the whole team against me huh Started off at the bottom of the pack, lost it all then I got it right back Boys out here wanna pop it like that, once you hit the button it drop the top on the Lac [Hook] [E.S.G.:] Southside flame spitter, better keep your dame with ya Matter fact my mans'll get her, next my whole clan'll to hit her Yes I'm a wig splitter, we ride on our enemies See I'll admit, I probably took me a couple ki's But I'da been robbed too, so I guess that's even game That's why I been at the range, making sure I got even aim Bleed ya mayn blood ya mayn, bomber got me thugging mayn Boys in this rap game are clones, they be dubbing mayn From New Jersey to Albuquerque, I'ma be the next that y'all gon see From the S.U.C. to the T-O-P, out the B-O-G what you know bout me What you know bout E know bout we, Southern hip-H-O-P This my year let's get that clear, I'm a straight gorilla stop hating on me [Hook]
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