Fuck the I'm dangerous it's rowdy Motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest plucker Since they me Openin' up a can of clicks six-packs of ass whips Pints and fifths of asses, to ashes
You've spined, twisted and spun up in and lifted Shit boy ya free paper bum, it's I got connections Like to erections
I saw selected sets son for my stretchin' sections Etchin' and sketchin' to revive, reset and then set For the wet ones to the ones, yes one, step son and get one Comin' from behind is the line for a nine war
Walk nigga mind yours of crime wars find yours The hot one will spot one, shock one and 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 stuck 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 plot that made us The thunder from with under will make the of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie hit me on the horn in California in Fort July Fourth you're sworn to bangin' and warrin' Road Dawgs you assume first draft kick
Practic tactics of a great Western-type fight Caution courage what I bring when I this Punks stays focused, notice And of cruddy's corrosive Top gun and explosive motion East deep notions of all the shops I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I play emcees this I look 'em in the eye I know tense And I break him like a bitch so I know no defense So at night when I creep, only want 'em, while awake not asleep By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't
Nigga what's the Rap pillars got the power to up spots From here to the Watts Niggas can feel us, do you wanna us?
It be the illest in Naughty it a fool to learn that Love don't nobody My department be collections that Love Child got connections ain't no question
I'm deep with a vendetta prospectors, objectors to my lectures Constructed as Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of careers I spear for a year full of nightmares
Get 'em back and don't near me When me come sincerely I don't fear the Others don't like that I stack papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they come steppin' to Vin
I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it home to my twins and I got friends And friends don't let their friends drunk So I you grab your friends before I go and pop my trunk And believe I come correct so yo, what you wanna do?
I got connections, I get that ass stuck glue
Aiyyo, what up nigga? I you the man now yo (Yo whattup my nigga, you I ain't the man) (But I got connections for you what you need?) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo this out I need you to a little something for me Though on the though
(You I might not, can't slip and do that right now) (But I got to come through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I need you to care of it man (Yo, I put this on everything I love, man, real sneaky, sister hood) sneak up in here and come through (Yeah)
235 degrees and the about to be freezin' season on those who treason I'm drinks like a pint of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a copies in circulation Just a small indication to let you know Kain
Equals no intimidation on this naughty Eighteen plus a hundred that I run with On one shit keepin' you outnumbered Collidin' with perfection, every direction pay enough protection 'Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood