Текст (слова) песни: Mack 10 f Butch Cassidy, Ice Cube, W.C. - Connected for Life

[Verse 1: Mack 10]
I jump out the blocks like ready! set! go!
Check all my traps and dodge the fed co
I`m all about the mix like a fuckin collage
And out the garage, is a Bentley Onage
With the brains blowed out, so the sun`s beamin
I got the jackers drooling, and the hoes fiendin
And since I`m Westside Connected got the streets on hype
I got big deals, big skrill, big wheels, big pipes

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
Twenty-inchers roll - go and get these hoes
Picky hoes wanna roll with my niggaroles
But be a freak about it, and I`ma see about it
Speak about it, no bitch I`ma be about it
Who want some of this, West running this
Mack 10 with the playboy bunny bitch
She`s a dummy bitch - with a money pit?
You broke ass niggas can`t even stomach this

[Verse 3: W.C.]
What that connect like? Nigga like three time felon
Six-double-0-west nigga selling rich Ru-bellin`
Throw it up, hold it up, guns bust fo` fingers up
Two twisted in the middle with the thumb cuffed
Chevy Nash and dippin the ass and king of the zaggin
Fo`-fo` mackin and coat taggin
Dub the hood phtanom I`m in a blue phantom
In front of the club and valet, do for talk and mack `em trick

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]
What is it like, tossin` them hoes?
And rollin` them fools on them vogues
Flossin` them chains, we doin` big thangs
And bustin` on punks at close range
This the way us gangstas roll
Sit back and watch as it unfolds
Bitches and suckers stunt so cold
This is the life we chose

[Verse 4: Mack 10]
Dope money and rapping shit I`m all with it
And all I know is the street so that`s how I spit it
Chickenhawk see a bird, then I gotta get it
So if ya hood come up short, then I probably did it
And if lil` momma thick then I gotta hit it
The trojan gotta be a magnum for me to fit it
If it was sherm on a stick then I probably lit it
The red beam is on your wig so I probably split it

[Verse 5: Ice Cube]
To all them bitches that think they bootylicious
I think they nutritious - I think they do dishes
I`m makin three wishes, or takin` they pictures
And spendin` they riches and fuckin` they bitches
Ego maniac - little homies call me brainiac
Ice Cube`s an asshole and it ain`t an act
So take a hit of that - and remember that
Where my motherfuckin niggas and my bitches at?

[Verse 6: W.C.]
Tree-i-ick! I`m Dub-C, the rider with the clique
And like a dragon it`s nathin` but fire when I spit
And I can`t shake these ghetto ways
A street rich nigga eatin a bag of Lays
And rubber bands and braids
From the turf for the side, rings an ambulance
Where we keep the pistols smoking just like Afghanistan
It`s gangsta the killa - the dope dealer
Back for mo` figgas - so trick bow down and po` the liquor bitch

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Mack 10 - repeat 2X]
It`s plain to see, you can`t change me
Cause I`ma be "Connected for Life"

[Outro: Mack 10]
Yeah!, West Connect gang for life
Butch Cassidy, Mannie Fresh you a fool for this beat, boy
Uh, uh, uh

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Mack 10 f Butch Cassidy, Ice Cube, W.C. - Connected for Life [Verse 1: Mack 10] I jump out the blocks like ready! set! go! Check all my traps and dodge the fed co I`m all about the mix like a fuckin collage And out the garage, is a Bentley Onage With the brains blowed out, so the sun`s beamin I got the jackers drooling, and the hoes fiendin And since I`m Westside Connected got the streets on hype I got big deals, big skrill, big wheels, big pipes [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Twenty-inchers roll - go and get these hoes Picky hoes wanna roll with my niggaroles But be a freak about it, and I`ma see about it Speak about it, no bitch I`ma be about it Who want some of this, West running this Mack 10 with the playboy bunny bitch She`s a dummy bitch - with a money pit? You broke ass niggas can`t even stomach this [Verse 3: W.C.] What that connect like? Nigga like three time felon Six-double-0-west nigga selling rich Ru-bellin` Throw it up, hold it up, guns bust fo` fingers up Two twisted in the middle with the thumb cuffed Chevy Nash and dippin the ass and king of the zaggin Fo`-fo` mackin and coat taggin Dub the hood phtanom I`m in a blue phantom In front of the club and valet, do for talk and mack `em trick [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] What is it like, tossin` them hoes? And rollin` them fools on them vogues Flossin` them chains, we doin` big thangs And bustin` on punks at close range This the way us gangstas roll Sit back and watch as it unfolds Bitches and suckers stunt so cold This is the life we chose [Verse 4: Mack 10] Dope money and rapping shit I`m all with it And all I know is the street so that`s how I spit it Chickenhawk see a bird, then I gotta get it So if ya hood come up short, then I probably did it And if lil` momma thick then I gotta hit it The trojan gotta be a magnum for me to fit it If it was sherm on a stick then I probably lit it The red beam is on your wig so I probably split it [Verse 5: Ice Cube] To all them bitches that think they bootylicious I think they nutritious - I think they do dishes I`m makin three wishes, or takin` they pictures And spendin` they riches and fuckin` they bitches Ego maniac - little homies call me brainiac Ice Cube`s an asshole and it ain`t an act So take a hit of that - and remember that Where my motherfuckin niggas and my bitches at? [Verse 6: W.C.] Tree-i-ick! I`m Dub-C, the rider with the clique And like a dragon it`s nathin` but fire when I spit And I can`t shake these ghetto ways A street rich nigga eatin a bag of Lays And rubber bands and braids From the turf for the side, rings an ambulance Where we keep the pistols smoking just like Afghanistan It`s gangsta the killa - the dope dealer Back for mo` figgas - so trick bow down and po` the liquor bitch [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Mack 10 - repeat 2X] It`s plain to see, you can`t change me Cause I`ma be "Connected for Life" [Outro: Mack 10] Yeah!, West Connect gang for life Butch Cassidy, Mannie Fresh you a fool for this beat, boy Uh, uh, uh Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Connected for Life: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/16754.html Все тексты песен: Mack 10 f Butch Cassidy, Ice Cube, W.C. » Mack 10 f Butch Cassidy, Ice Cube, W.C. - Connected for Life » Mack 10 f Butch Cassidy, Ice Cube, W.C. - Bang or Ball Рекомендуем скачать: » Дмитрий Воронков - Больной, чахоточный апрель... » Доктор Ватсон - В день рождения » Дмитрий Бикчентаев - Таллинская песенка » Дискотека Авария - Х.Х.Х.И.Р.Н.Р, » Дмитрий Гагуа - Новый Кандид » Дмитрий Дугинов - Апрель » Дюна - Толстый » Демо - Полёт » Доктор Ватсон - А у нас во дворе » Дмитрий Маликов - Ты » Дмитрий Бочеко - Ты не рви свои струны чудак... » Дмитрий Баулин - Я с тобой » Диана Коденко - Расплатились по полной... » Дмитрий Бабченко - Типа гимн Берега Грина » Дмитрий Кимельфельд, Валерий Сергеев - Морская раковина » Дмитрий Бикчентаев - Конец каникул » Дмитрий Кимельфельд - Выступление на комсомольском собрании сборной СССР по спортивной гимнастике » Дилижанс - Русская свадьба » ДДТ, Юрий Шевчук - Черный пес Петербург » Дмитрий Кулаков - Крылья
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