[Threat]

The LA Zuu.. the LA Zuu



Swingin on a vine through the jungle

Kickin my rhymes, thumpin my bongos

But we can't let the zebras see us

Cause them motherfuckers wanna Rodney King, us

Sippin on some brass monkey

Just because he got a back street gon' punk me

Where's your spear, you betta betta keep it on your side

Cause I can throw mines, nineteen times

He jumped out and aimed, I whipped out my bang

Bang, bang, now pick up his brains

I was only huntin for fish

But I came up on a coat for my bitch

Money used to grow on trees, but the thieves

started snatchin leaves, they're like piranhas

They love Americanas

Catch 'em while they slippin when they go into they Hondas

Wise as an owl, but crazy as a crocodile

They can't fuck with the chocolate child

Prices as high as nuts on a giraffe

and expect us to kiss her ass

Guess we stuck like a goose, five it's hard tryin to stay alive

when you got beef with two or three tribes

Raised up with lions and cheetahs

Fightin for freedom, in the wild kingdom

Tarzan got captured by the rapture

Ran up in his hut like nigga this is what's up

Swung back to the hood, did dark in the woods

Hungry like a pack of wolves, up to no good

So you can act real nutty if you want to

Got pretty bank for your big break lawyer

Stuck can't escape, for no tellin how many days

Let's just say, enough to make a man go insane {AHHHHHH!}

Can't get enough, buckwild like Billygoat Gruff

And the homies don't give a mad fuck

All I can do is tell 'em can't stop the 211

Like I said, ain't no tellin like Jack told Helen

Tribe so deep, niggaz comin through mobbin

through the fourth row garden no bank and park

Put the pipe down, put the pipe down, maybe you trippin

That funk got yo' ass to' up

Can't do nothin for ya mayne

Don't let that 'caine, fuck wit'cho brain

Cause if you do, then your ass is through

With money ain't a damn thing funny in the LA



The LA Zuu, the LA Zuu

The LA Zuu, the LA Zuu

The LA Zuu, the LA Zuu

The LA Zuu, the LA Zuu