Luyện nghe bài hát Connected

Come on man, Eastsidaz, side
Mobb, Infamous Mobb Deep

Out the muthafuckin' in New York, it's P
You couldn't get close enough to touch the kid
If you did, you get far enough to bag
I put my guns to work on your ass

Hold up, fuckin' up the game
Put my name in statements, wit these and talkin'
Fuck it, still buck 'em and gamble wit my freedom
These niggas gon' learn to the P-Dub

I don't no shit off nobody
No nigga, no bitch, get rich and party
Let's not my gangsta, that's how you get bodied
how hearts get took, pride get damaged

Lives is shedded, wit these East side niggas
We teach y'all niggas 'bout murder shit
We got Tray Deee, Loc, Hav and P
Kokane, wit my nigga D O G G

Big hitters, wig splitters, give the blues
Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them
the coast of the locs were the G's was born
And we raise up B.G.'s to it goin'

In the alleys, not the valleys, killa the zone
Long Beach heat, takin' off when it's on
Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the
Big play wit keeps when we bring the toys

Wet T-shirts, we search to put in 'cuz
Come back for ya homies as you gettin' ya dug
Congregatin', G's and hustlas
You other muthafuckas can't conceive our

The DPGC, the M O B B
Strictly side and we ride on G.P.
Bandannas, hoodies, and chucks
Stay mashin' on bustas, not a fuck

Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep, we
From the to the East, connected
Oh, what you got Connected
Run up on ya ya sleep, stay connected

My nephews wit keeps, we connected
From the West to the East,
Blast ya ass in the streets, we
Eastsidaz & Mobb Deep, connected for life, for life

Yeah, yeah,

Connect wit my dogs, be serious shit
Serious things M O B and Sidaz bang
Ice and chains, be best that you hide thangs
And pressure to that ass, we apply those

Told you before, when it rains it pours
It's a cold, cold, cold world it's Doggy Dogg
walk or crawl, for real 'cause on the real homeboy
Fuck and you'll be up in the morgue

Moms praisin' the lords, rev the picture
Of a wise young man who didn't get the
We keep it gangsta nigga, don't get it twisted
Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a nigga

QB and we truly, rep for
Wars and scars, bitches in a of whips
When it came to this game we changed the shit
And fuck who you wit, it's what you up in the but yo

Uzi's, AK's, Glock and Tech 9's
take mines, you'll be a dead muthafucka
Come up short, wit yo life on
Burnin' rubber the street in a black super spoke

Fo' pokes to the neck, five to the dome
Gun powder on my when I smacked him in his nose
Real talk, you how to walk the walk
All black all times when I and stalk

It's somethin' about a cold blooded killa
I'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass
I'm G'd up, smokin' all the muthafuckin' up
Drinkin' on a full cup

and Mobb Deep, we connected
From the to the East, connected
Oh, you got beef? Connected
Run up on ya ya sleep, stay connected

My nephews wit keeps, we connected
the bridge to the beach, connected
Run up on ya while ya sleep, stay
Eastsidaz & Mobb Deep, stay connected for life, for

Yeah, connected, how you love that?
Uh, like I said, you can't spell the without the ES
East side up Eastsidaz, QB to the LB
You see I see and G how I G

me? Eastsidaz, 'Duces 'N Trayz'
The old fashioned way, Alchemist, uh, yeah,