Luyện nghe bài hát Connected

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

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

Hold up, niggas up the game
Put my in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin'
it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble wit my freedom
These niggas gon' to respect the P-Dub

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

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

Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the
Fools loud mouth we all spittin' them tools
From the coast of the locs were the G's was
And we raise up B.G.'s to keep it

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

Wet T-shirts, we to put in work 'cuz
back for ya homies as you gettin' ya dirt dug
Congregatin', operatin' G's and
You other can't conceive our structures

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah,

wit my dogs, be that serious shit
Serious things when M O B and 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 nigga it's Dogg
Better walk or crawl, for real on the real homeboy
around and you'll be up in the morgue

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, connected, how you love that?
Uh, like I said, you can't the West 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 way, Alchemist, uh, yeah, yeah