Fuck the toughest I'm dangerous rowdy Motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker Since found me Openin' up a can of clash clicks of ass whips Pints and fifths of asses, to ashes
been spined, twisted Blistered and spun up in and Shit boy ya free paper bum, it's called I got Like to erections
I saw sets son for my selection stretchin' sections Etchin' and sketchin' to revive, and then set inspections For the wet to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one Comin' from is the line yours for a nine war
Walk mind yours of crime wars will find yours The hot one spot one, shock one and stop one Crews will as tough as Tonka Now I got one
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get that ass like glue I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get that ass stuck like
State of shock, it's a greater plot made us stop The thunder from with under will make the of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in Born in Fort July you're sworn to bangin' and warrin' Dawgs you assume right first draft kick
Practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon Caution courage what I bring I approach this Punks focused, notice devotions And commotion's of cruddy's Top gun and explosive motion Coastin' deep Throughout notions of all the I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I play like this I look 'em in the eye I he's tense And I break him like a bitch so I know there's no So at night when I creep, only want 'em, while he's not asleep By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't
Nigga what's the Rap pillars got the to blow up spots From here to the Tower Niggas can feel us, do you deal us?
It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to that Love don't nobody My department be remember that Child got connections ain't no motherfuckin' question
I'm deep a vicious vendetta Silence prospectors, objectors to my Constructed as Expressions of terror shakin' fingers of fear careers I spear Prepare for a year of nightmares
Get 'em and don't come near me When appraochin' me come sincerely I don't the Others don't like that I stack papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they don't steppin' to Vin
Anywhere I go, I flow I'm bringin' it back home to my and I got friends And don't let their friends drive drunk So I suggest you grab your friends I go and pop my trunk And best I come correct so yo, what you wanna do?
I got connections, I get ass stuck like glue
Aiyyo, up nigga? I here you the man now yo (Yo whattup my nigga, you I ain't the man) (But I got right for you what you need?) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check out I need you to handle a little for me Though on the though
(You I might not, can't slip and do that right now) (But I got somebody to through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I you to take care of it man (Yo, I put this on I love, man, it's real sneaky, sister hood) sneak up in here and come through (Yeah)
235 degrees and the about to be freezin' Emcee season on who treason I'm droppin' drinks like a of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a million in circulation Just a small indication to let you know Kandi
no intimidation on this naughty demonstration Eighteen plus a hundred that I run with On that one shit you outnumbered Collidin' with perfection, direction can't pay enough protection 'Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood