Luyện nghe bài hát Connected for Life

I out the blocks like ready, set, go
Check all my traps and to Fedco
I'm all up in the mix like a collage
And out the garage, is a Bentley

With the brains blowed out, so the suns
I got a jackers and the hoes fiendin'
And since I'm Westside Connected I got a streets on
I got big deals, big scrills, big wheels, big

Twenty inches roll, get these hoes
hoes, wanna I roll with my niggaros
Be a freak about it and I'm a see it
about it no bitch, I'm a be about it

Who want some of this, runnin' this
Mack 10 with the bunny bitch
She's a dummy bitch, with a pit
You ass niggas can't even stomach this

Where that connect Nigga three time felon
Six-double-0-west sellin' rich roll dellin'
Throw it up, it up, guns bust- fo' fingas up
Two twisted in the middle the thumb tucked

Chevy mashin', dippin' and assin', kin zaggin'
Fo'-fo' maggin' and toe
Dub the phantom in a blue van
I'm front of the club- the dump a tall can of magnum trick

What is it like? 'em hoes
And rollin' on on Bremboes
Flossin' 'em chain, we big thangs
And bustin' on punks at range

This is the way us roll
Sit back and as it unfolds
Bitches and done so cold
Ahh, this is the we chose

Dope money and shit I'm all with it
And all I know is the so thats how I spit it
Chickenhawk see a bird, I get it
So if ya hood come up short then I'd did it

If momma thick then I gotta hit it
The Trojan gotta be a to me to fit it
If it was on a stick then I'd probly lit it
The red beem was on wig so I probly split it

To all them bitches that they bootylicious
I think they nutritious, I they do dishes
I makin three wishes, I take 'em they
And spit 'em they britches, I 'em they bitches

Ego maniac, little homies me brainiac
Ice Cube is an and it ain't, it ain't an act
So a hit at that and remember that
my mothafuckin' niggas and my triggas at?

Britches I get I'm Dub-C, the rider with the
'N like a dragon I snaked em on fire when I
I can't shake ghetto ways
A rich nigga eatin a bag of lays
rubber bands and braids

From the turf for the and Neverlands
Where we pistols smokin, like Afghanistan
It's gangsta the killa, the dealer
for mo' figgas, so trick bow down 'n po the liquor bitch

What is it like? Tossin 'em
And rollin' on fools on
Flossing 'em chains, we big thangs
And bustin' on punks at close

is the ways us gangsta's roll
Sit back and us as it unfolds
Bitches and done so cold
Ahh, is the life we chose

What is it like? 'em hoes
And rollin' on fools on
'em chains, we doing big thangs
And bustin' on punks at range

This is the us gangsta's roll
Sit and watch us as it unfolds
and suckas done so cold
Ahh, this is the life we

It's to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be for life
It's plain to see, you can't me
'Cause I'ma be for life

Yeah, Connect gang for life
Butch Cassidy, Fresh
You're a fool for -boy
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