Fuck the toughest I'm it's rowdy Motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest plucker they found me Openin' up a can of clash six-packs of ass whips Pints and fifths of asses, burnt to
been spined, twisted Blistered and up in and lifted Shit boy ya paper bum, it's called I got connections Poonanny to erections
I saw sets son for my selection stretchin' sections Etchin' and sketchin' to revive, reset and then set 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 nigga mind yours of crime wars find yours The hot one spot one, shock one and stop one Crews will conquer as as Tonka Now I got one
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get ass stuck like glue I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get that ass stuck glue
State of shock, it's a greater that made us stop The thunder from with will make the whole of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie just hit me on the in California Born in Fort July Fourth sworn to bangin' and warrin' Dawgs you assume right first draft kick
Practic tactics of a great saloon fight Caution courage what I when I approach this Punks stays focused, devotions And commotion's of cruddy's Top gun and motion East Coastin' deep Throughout of all the shops I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I emcees like this I 'em in the eye I know he's tense And I break him a bitch so I know there's no defense So at night I creep, only want 'em, while he's awake not asleep By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't
what's the realest? Rap pillars got the power to up spots From here to the Tower Niggas can feel us, do you deal us?
It be the illest in Naughty it takes a to learn that Love don't nobody My department be remember that Child got connections ain't no motherfuckin' question
I'm deep with a vicious prospectors, objectors to my lectures Constructed as Expressions of terror shakin' cold of fear careers I spear Prepare for a year of nightmares
Get 'em and don't come near me When appraochin' me come I don't fear the Others that don't like I stack papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they don't steppin' to Vin
I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it back to my twins and I got friends And friends don't let their drive drunk So I suggest you grab friends before I go and pop my trunk And best I come correct so yo, what you wanna do?
I got connections, I get that ass like glue
Aiyyo, up nigga? I here you the man now yo (Yo whattup my nigga, you know I the man) (But I got connections for you what you need?) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check out I need you to handle a little for me Though on the real
(You know I might not, can't and do that right now) (But I got somebody to through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I need you to 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 mics to be freezin' season on those who treason I'm drinks like a pint of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a million in circulation Just a small indication to let you know Kandi
Equals no on this naughty demonstration plus a hundred niggas that I run with On one shit keepin' you outnumbered Collidin' perfection, every direction can't pay enough protection 'Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood