Luyện nghe bài hát Connected for Life

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

With the brains blowed out, so the beamin'
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
Ficky hoes, wanna I roll my niggaros
Be a freak it and I'm a see about it
Speak it no bitch, I'm a be about it

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

Where that connect right? Nigga time felon
Six-double-0-west nigga sellin' rich dellin'
Throw it up, hold it up, guns fo' fingas up
Two in the middle with the thumb tucked

Chevy mashin', and assin', kin toda zaggin'
Fo'-fo' and toe taggin'
Dub the hood phantom in a 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 watch as it
Bitches and done so cold
Ahh, is the life we chose

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

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

To all bitches that think they bootylicious
I think they nutritious, I think they do
I three wishes, I take 'em they pictures
And 'em they britches, I fuck 'em they bitches

Ego maniac, little homies call me
Ice Cube is an ass-hole and it ain't, it an act
So take a hit at and remember that
Where my mothafuckin' and my triggas at?

Britches I get I'm Dub-C, the with the clique
'N a dragon I snaked em on fire when I spit
I can't shake these ways
A street rich eatin a bag of lays
With rubber bands and

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

is it like? Tossin 'em hoes
And on fools on Bremboes
Flossing 'em chains, we doing big
And on punks at close range

This is the ways us roll
Sit back and watch us as it
Bitches and suckas so cold
Ahh, this is the life we

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

This is the ways us gangsta's
Sit back and watch us as it
Bitches and done so cold
Ahh, this is the life we

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

Yeah, West Connect for life
Butch Cassidy, Manny
You're a for this -boy
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