Luyện nghe bài hát Connected

Woo
Murder Inc

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

It ain't no verse fuckers who fake East thugs
Its Inc in the role nigga throw up your dub
They show us love in the club real bossed up man
We heavily so toss it up
Attacks mind and your conscience
Written to enhance this thugs grammar
I'm 'bout to the roof wit it
Extraordinary and I was ordinary at the cemetery

Missin' my in mortuaries
End all most young name and 'pac
I'm a keep my heat tucked until my goes pop
I hear a lot of niggaz
But ain't that many rappers
Out there scraping and it cracking
We it happening
I'm a million out the

No scratch 8 from CD's to tapes
We like earthquakes
I'm Eastwood catch me a fleetwood
a G should
Young Eastwood is so damn

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

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

Off in a your coffin is sick
While I floss in the awesomest
And I toss in chicks
Your caution your calling your six
your talk can get you crossed and lost in the mix
I'm a pause in the bitch in the pits
I serve niggaz stay off at ya clique
Spend off with ya my land of gangreen you
I have the doctors taking your leg off of hip, motherfucker

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

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

For the day of my
Why somebody finish him off and put it right through his cross
The X is the 50 got to be kidding me
These niggaz is my sons I raised from young
Curtis and little Earl should of little girls
'Cause bitch made and they act like one of my itchbays
Touche! The rule is more ready
Gun heavy and world connected

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

{Extra aint roll about it
Ja Rule's just been
President of United of America}

is all shit
Ya shit, thats shit
say they tried to pin that shit on me
In there are niggas are innocent like
We makin' the kids do
I am not the kids do ecstasy
made me do ecstasy, ha ha ha}

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