Fuck the I'm dangerous it's rowdy Motherfuckers are up and the roughest sucker plucker they found me Openin' up a can of clicks six-packs of ass whips Pints and fifths of asses, to ashes
You've spined, twisted Blistered and up in and lifted Shit boy ya paper bum, it's called I got connections Like Poonanny to
I saw selected sets son for my selection sections Etchin' and to revive, reset and then set inspections For the wet ones to the ones, yes one, step son and get one Comin' behind is the line yours for a nine war
Walk nigga mind yours of crime wars will yours The hot one will spot one, shock one and one will conquer 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
of shock, it's a greater plot that made us stop The thunder from with under will make the of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie hit me on the horn in California Born in Fort July Fourth sworn to bangin' and warrin' Road Dawgs you assume right first draft
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Aiyyo, I play emcees this I look 'em in the eye I know he's And I break him like a bitch so I know no defense So at night when I creep, only want 'em, he's awake not asleep By the way all I seek all I keep, so sleep
Nigga what's the Rap got the power to blow up spots From here to the Tower can feel us, do you wanna deal us?
It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to learn don't love nobody My be collections remember that Love Child got ain't no motherfuckin' question
I'm deep with a vicious Silence prospectors, objectors to my as architecture Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of fear careers I for a year full of nightmares
Get 'em back and don't come me When appraochin' me sincerely I don't fear the Others that don't like that I papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they come steppin' to Vin
I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it back home to my and I got friends And friends don't let friends drive drunk So I suggest you grab your friends before I go and pop my And best believe I come correct so yo, what you do?
I got connections, I get that ass like 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 right for you you need?) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo this out I need you to a little something for me on the real though
(You know I might not, can't slip and do right now) (But I got somebody to through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I need you to take of it man (Yo, I put this on everything I love, man, it's real sneaky, hood) Females sneak up in and come through (Yeah)
235 degrees and the about to be freezin' Emcee season on those who I'm droppin' drinks like a pint of cool breeze, Intoxication, a million copies in Just a small indication to let you know Kain
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 connections