Fuck the I'm dangerous it's rowdy Motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest plucker Since found me Openin' up a can of clash six-packs of ass whips Pints and of asses, burnt to ashes
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 selected 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 behind is the yours for a nine war
Walk mind yours of crime wars will find yours The hot one spot one, shock one and stop one Crews will as tough 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 plot that made us The thunder from with under will make the whole of rock, hah Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in Born in Fort July Fourth you're to bangin' and warrin' Road you assume right first draft kick
Practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon Caution courage what I bring when I this Punks stays focused, notice And commotion's of corrosive Top gun and explosive motion East Coastin' notions of all the shops I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I play emcees this I look 'em in the eye I know he's And I break him like a bitch so I there's no defense So at when I creep, only want 'em, while he's awake not asleep By the way all I seek all I keep, so sleep
Nigga the realest? Rap pillars got the power to blow up From to the Watts Tower Niggas can feel us, do you deal us?
It be the illest in Naughty it a fool to learn that Love don't nobody My department be collections remember Love Child got ain't no motherfuckin' question
I'm deep a vicious vendetta Silence prospectors, objectors to my Constructed as Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of careers I spear Prepare for a full of nightmares
Get 'em back and come near me When me come sincerely I don't fear the Others that don't like I stack papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they don't steppin' to Vin
Anywhere I go, everywhere I I'm bringin' it back home to my twins and I got And don't let their friends drive drunk So I suggest you your friends before I go and pop my trunk And best believe I come 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 you to handle 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 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' Emcee on those who treason I'm droppin' drinks like a pint of cool breeze, Intoxication, a million in circulation Just a small indication to let you know Kandi
Equals no intimidation on this naughty Eighteen plus a niggas that I run with On that one shit keepin' you Collidin' with perfection, every direction can't pay enough I got the Illtown to Inglewood connections