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You've spined, twisted Blistered and up in and lifted Shit boy ya free paper bum, it's called I got Like Poonanny to
I saw selected sets son for my stretchin' sections and sketchin' to revive, reset and then set inspections For the wet ones to the next ones, yes one, son and get one from behind is the line yours for a nine war
Walk mind yours of crime wars will find yours The hot one will spot one, shock one and one Crews will conquer as tough as Now I got one
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get that ass stuck like I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections, I get that ass like glue
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Practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon Caution courage I bring when I approach this Punks stays focused, notice And commotion's of corrosive Top gun and explosive motion East deep notions of all the shops I'm closin'
Aiyyo, I emcees like this I look 'em in the eye I know he's And I break him like a bitch so I know there's no So at night 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 us, do you wanna deal us?
It be the in Naughty it takes a fool to learn that Love love nobody My department be collections remember Love got connections ain't no motherfuckin' question
I'm deep with a vendetta prospectors, objectors to my lectures Constructed as Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of fear careers I Prepare for a full of nightmares
Get 'em and don't come near me When me come sincerely I don't fear the that don't like that I stack papers, yearly Merely mentioned men don't come steppin' to Vin
I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it home to my twins 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 believe I come so yo, what you wanna do?
I got connections, I get that ass stuck like
Aiyyo, what up nigga? I you the man now yo (Yo whattup my nigga, you I ain't the man) (But I got connections right for you you need?) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check out I need you to handle a something for me on the real though
(You know I not, can't slip and do that right now) (But I got to come through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I need you to care of it man (Yo, I put this on 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 like a of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a million in circulation Just a small indication to let you Kandi Kain
no intimidation on this naughty demonstration Eighteen plus a hundred niggas I run with On that one shit keepin' you Collidin' with perfection, every direction can't pay protection 'Cause I got the to Inglewood connections