Luyện nghe bài hát Connected for Life

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

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

Twenty inches roll, get these hoes
Ficky hoes, wanna I 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, West this
Mack 10 with the bunny bitch
She's a dummy bitch, with a pit
You ass niggas can't even stomach this

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

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

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

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

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

If 'lil momma thick I gotta hit it
The gotta be a Magnum 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 think they bootylicious
I think they nutritious, I they do dishes
I makin wishes, I take 'em they pictures
And spit 'em they britches, I fuck 'em bitches

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, Connect gang for life
Butch Cassidy, Manny
a fool for this -boy
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