Fuck the toughest I'm it's rowdy are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker Since they me Openin' up a can of clicks six-packs of ass whips Pints and of asses, burnt to ashes
You've been spined, Blistered and up in and lifted Shit boy ya paper bum, it's called 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 next ones, yes one, son and get one Comin' from behind is the yours for a nine war
Walk nigga mind yours of crime will find yours The hot one will spot one, shock one and 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 like glue
State of shock, it's a greater that made us stop The from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie hit me on the horn in California Born in Fort July Fourth you're to bangin' and warrin' Road Dawgs you assume first draft kick
Practic of a great Western-type saloon fight Caution courage what I bring when I approach Punks stays focused, devotions And of cruddy's corrosive Top gun and motion East Coastin' deep Throughout notions of all the I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I play emcees like 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
what's the realest? Rap pillars got the power to up spots From to the Watts Tower Niggas can 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 connections ain't no motherfuckin'
I'm deep with a vendetta prospectors, objectors to my lectures Constructed as Expressions of shakin' cold fingers of fear careers I spear Prepare for a year of nightmares
Get 'em back and don't come me When me come sincerely I don't fear the Others that don't like that I papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they don't steppin' to Vin
I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it home to my twins 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 believe I come correct so yo, you wanna do?
I got connections, I get that ass stuck like
Aiyyo, what up I here you the man now yo (Yo my nigga, you know I ain't the man) (But I got right for you what 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, slip and do that right now) (But I got to come through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I need you to take of it man (Yo, I put on everything I love, man, it's real sneaky, sister hood) Females sneak up in here and through (Yeah)
235 and the mics about to be freezin' season on those who treason I'm droppin' drinks a pint of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a million copies in Just a small indication to let you know Kandi
Equals no on this naughty demonstration plus a hundred niggas that I run with On that one keepin' you outnumbered Collidin' with perfection, direction can't pay enough protection 'Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood