Fuck the toughest I'm dangerous it's Motherfuckers are up and outty the sucker plucker Since they me Openin' up a can of clash clicks of ass whips Pints and fifths of asses, burnt to
been spined, twisted Blistered and up in and lifted Shit boy ya free bum, it's called I got connections Poonanny to erections
I saw selected sets son for my selection 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 is the line yours for a nine war
Walk nigga mind yours of crime wars will yours The hot one will spot one, 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 that ass like glue I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get that ass stuck like
State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us The thunder from with will make the whole 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 kick
Practic tactics of a great Western-type fight Caution what I bring when I approach this Punks stays focused, notice And commotion's of corrosive Top gun and explosive East Coastin' deep Throughout of all the shops I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I play emcees this I look 'em in the eye I he's tense 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 don't
what's the realest? Rap pillars got the power to up spots here to the Watts Tower Niggas can us, do you wanna deal us?
It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to that Love love nobody My be collections remember that Love Child got connections ain't no question
I'm deep with a vicious prospectors, objectors to my lectures Constructed as Expressions of terror shakin' cold of fear careers I spear for a year full of nightmares
Get 'em back and don't near 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
Anywhere I go, everywhere I I'm it back home to my twins and I got friends And don't let their friends drive drunk So I you grab 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 stuck glue
Aiyyo, up nigga? 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 you to handle a little something for me on the real though
(You know I not, can't slip and do that 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 and the mics about to be freezin' season on those who treason I'm droppin' like a pint of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a million copies in Just a indication to let you know Kandi Kain
Equals no intimidation on naughty demonstration Eighteen plus a hundred that I run with On that one shit keepin' you Collidin' perfection, every direction can't pay enough protection 'Cause I got the to Inglewood connections