Luyện nghe bài hát Connected

Woo
Murder Inc

We world wide
And ya'll want to fuck with us
In the streets we
So ya'll don't to fuck wit us
wide connected nigga
Ya'll don't want to wit us
Gangster ass and we hard to hit
Murder Inc in the who could fuck wit this

It ain't no mother fuckers who fake East thugs
Its murder Inc in the nigga throw up your dub
They show us love in the club niggaz bossed up man
We heavily so toss it up
Attacks your and your conscience
Written to enhance verbally thugs grammar
I'm 'bout to the roof wit it
Extraordinary and I was never at the cemetery

my homies in mortuaries
End all most real young name and
I'm a keep my heat until my soul goes pop
I hear a lot of rapping
But there that many rappers
Out there scraping and it cracking
We keep it
I'm a million out the

No scratch that 8 CD's to tapes
We rock earthquakes
I'm catch me dipping a fleetwood
Like a G
Young Eastwood is so damn

We world connected
And ya'll don't want to with us
In the streets we
So don't want to fuck wit us
World connected nigga
Ya'll don't to fuck wit us
Gangster ass and we hard to hit

think that I is raw spit
Murder inc in the role, we all
So all niggaz get mauled
Quick as a dog and the raw gets you
And I'm a draw quick, aww shit
Punks talking lick I haul off
Wit' a sawed off kick like they fall off cliffs
Y'all call it off all y'all get stoned
Like fallen off in a raw mosh pit

Off in a ditch your coffin is
I floss in the awesomest whips
And I toss in chicks
Your when your calling your six
your talk can get you crossed and lost in the mix
I'm a pause in the bitch bossed in the
Burn I niggaz stay off at ya clique
Spend off ya grip my land of gangreen you
I have the doctors taking leg off of your hip, motherfucker

We wide connected
And ya'll don't want to fuck us
In the we respected
So don't want to fuck wit us
World wide connected
don't want to fuck wit us
Gangster ass and we hard to hit

All niggaz need to get off my dick
I spit it how I live it plus the real sick rock you leavin'
I got killers ranged Compton to Cleveland
World connected any type niggaz there's no breathin'
Give me the reason I put a throw your mental
And give your the holy and see you to Gods temple
I'm the angle and earth be thy claim
And Ja be thy name, I know your all

For the day of my
Why don't somebody finish him off and put it right his cross
The X is the 50 ya'll got to be me
These niggaz is my I raised them from young
Curtis and little should of been little girls
'Cause they bitch made and they act one of my itchbays
Touche! The rule is more than
Gun heavy and world connected

We world wide
And ya'll want to fuck with us
In the streets we
So ya'll don't want to wit us
World wide connected
Ya'll want to fuck wit us
Gangster ass and we hard to hit

{Extra extra aint about it
Ja Rule's just been
President of Ghettos of America}

{This is all
Ya that's shit, shit
You'll say tried to pin that shit on me
In Emeri there are niggas are like
We makin' the kids do
I am not makin' the kids do
They me do ecstasy, ha ha ha}

{Here's what we had to say at time
to America, ha ha ha
My peoples my peoples, welcome to