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You've been spined, Blistered and up in and lifted boy ya free paper bum, it's called I got connections Like Poonanny to
I saw selected sets son for my stretchin' sections Etchin' and sketchin' to revive, reset and set inspections For the wet to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one Comin' from behind is the yours for a nine war
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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 like glue
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Nigga what's the Rap pillars got the power to blow up From to the Watts Tower can feel us, do you wanna deal us?
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I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it back home to my and I got friends And friends let their friends drive drunk So I suggest you grab your before 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
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(You know I might not, can't slip and do that now) (But I got to come 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) Females up in here and come through (Yeah)
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no intimidation on this naughty demonstration Eighteen plus a niggas that I run with On that one shit you outnumbered Collidin' with perfection, every direction can't pay protection 'Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood