Luyện nghe bài hát Connected for Life

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

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

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

Who want of this, West runnin' this
Mack 10 with the playboy bitch
a dummy bitch, with a money pit
You ass niggas can't even stomach this

Where that connect right? Nigga 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', dippin' and assin', kin toda
Fo'-fo' and toe taggin'
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
'em chain, we doing big thangs
And bustin' on punks at range

is the way us gangsta's roll
Sit and watch as it unfolds
Bitches and suckas done so
Ahh, is the life we chose

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

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

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

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

Britches I get I'm Dub-C, the rider the clique
'N like a I snaked em on fire when I spit
I shake these ghetto ways
A rich nigga eatin a bag of lays
rubber bands and braids

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

What is it Tossin 'em hoes
And on fools on Bremboes
'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
Bitches and suckas so cold
Ahh, this is the we chose

What is it Tossin 'em hoes
And on fools on Bremboes
Flossin' 'em chains, we doing big
And on punks at close range

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

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

Yeah, West Connect for life
Cassidy, Manny Fresh
You're a fool for -boy
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