Lirik Lagu Connected For Life feat. Butch Cassidy, Ice Cube, W.C. - Mack 10
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I jump out the blocks like ready! set! go!Check all my traps and dodge the fed coI'm all about the mix like a fuckin collageAnd out the garage, is a Bentley OnageWith the brains blowed out, so the sun's beaminI got the jackers drooling, and the hoes fiendinAnd since I'm Westside Connected got the streets on hypeI got big deals, big skrill, big wheels, big pipes
Twenty-inchers roll - go and get these hoesPicky hoes wanna roll with my niggarolesBut be a freak about it, and I'ma see about itSpeak about it, no bitch I'ma be about itWho want some of this, West running thisMack 10 with the playboy bunny bitchShe's a dummy bitch - with a money pit?You broke ass niggas can't even stomach this
What that connect like? Nigga like three time felonSix-double-0-west nigga selling rich Ru-bellin'Throw it up, hold it up, guns bust fo' fingers upTwo twisted in the middle with the thumb cuffedChevy Nash and dippin the ass and king of the zagginFo'-fo' mackin and coat tagginDub the hood phtanom I'm in a blue phantomIn front of the club and valet, do for talk and mack 'em trick
What is it like, tossin' them hoes?And rollin' them fools on them voguesFlossin' them chains, we doin' big thangsAnd bustin' on punks at close rangeThis the way us gangstas rollSit back and watch as it unfoldsBitches and suckers stunt so coldThis is the life we chose
Dope money and rapping shit I'm all with itAnd all I know is the street so that's how I spit itChickenhawk see a bird, then I gotta get itSo if ya hood come up short, then I probably did itAnd if lil' momma thick then I gotta hit itThe trojan gotta be a magnum for me to fit itIf it was sherm on a stick then I probably lit itThe red beam is on your wig so I probably split it
To all them bitches that think they bootyliciousI think they nutritious - I think they do dishesI'm makin three wishes, or takin' they picturesAnd spendin' they riches and fuckin' they bitchesEgo maniac - little homies call me brainiacIce Cube's an asshole and it ain't an actSo take a hit of that - and remember thatWhere my motherfuckin niggas and my bitches at?
Tree-i-ick! I'm Dub-C, the rider with the cliqueAnd like a dragon it's nathin' but fire when I spitAnd I can't shake these ghetto waysA street rich nigga eatin a bag of LaysAnd rubber bands and braidsFrom the turf for the side, rings an ambulanceWhere we keep the pistols smoking just like AfghanistanIt's gangsta the killa - the dope dealerBack for mo' figgas - so trick bow down and po' the liquor bitch
It's plain to see, you can't change meCause I'ma be "Connected for Life"
Yeah!, West Connect gang for lifeButch Cassidy, Mannie Fresh you a fool for this beat, boy
Twenty-inchers roll - go and get these hoesPicky hoes wanna roll with my niggarolesBut be a freak about it, and I'ma see about itSpeak about it, no bitch I'ma be about itWho want some of this, West running thisMack 10 with the playboy bunny bitchShe's a dummy bitch - with a money pit?You broke ass niggas can't even stomach this
What that connect like? Nigga like three time felonSix-double-0-west nigga selling rich Ru-bellin'Throw it up, hold it up, guns bust fo' fingers upTwo twisted in the middle with the thumb cuffedChevy Nash and dippin the ass and king of the zagginFo'-fo' mackin and coat tagginDub the hood phtanom I'm in a blue phantomIn front of the club and valet, do for talk and mack 'em trick
What is it like, tossin' them hoes?And rollin' them fools on them voguesFlossin' them chains, we doin' big thangsAnd bustin' on punks at close rangeThis the way us gangstas rollSit back and watch as it unfoldsBitches and suckers stunt so coldThis is the life we chose
Dope money and rapping shit I'm all with itAnd all I know is the street so that's how I spit itChickenhawk see a bird, then I gotta get itSo if ya hood come up short, then I probably did itAnd if lil' momma thick then I gotta hit itThe trojan gotta be a magnum for me to fit itIf it was sherm on a stick then I probably lit itThe red beam is on your wig so I probably split it
To all them bitches that think they bootyliciousI think they nutritious - I think they do dishesI'm makin three wishes, or takin' they picturesAnd spendin' they riches and fuckin' they bitchesEgo maniac - little homies call me brainiacIce Cube's an asshole and it ain't an actSo take a hit of that - and remember thatWhere my motherfuckin niggas and my bitches at?
Tree-i-ick! I'm Dub-C, the rider with the cliqueAnd like a dragon it's nathin' but fire when I spitAnd I can't shake these ghetto waysA street rich nigga eatin a bag of LaysAnd rubber bands and braidsFrom the turf for the side, rings an ambulanceWhere we keep the pistols smoking just like AfghanistanIt's gangsta the killa - the dope dealerBack for mo' figgas - so trick bow down and po' the liquor bitch
It's plain to see, you can't change meCause I'ma be "Connected for Life"
Yeah!, West Connect gang for lifeButch Cassidy, Mannie Fresh you a fool for this beat, boy
