roll Thoughts of love And words of gold I know See my connection Ain't looking for perfection Give my heart and soul To her heart and soul collection See my connection
to the dirty-do I leave a nigga flesh hangin from his chest 'Cause the best that he dressed Couldn't fuck with the Smith & Wess B.G., Black Connection
the bloody trail, followin' the footsteps of this hell We call America Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but haters And snakes, and sinners
: [Intro: WC] Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang [Ice-T] Yeah 'sup with
lookin' good... You can win the admiration, Of the current population, You can be star, Long as you're lookin' good! You have made the main connection
Can't mimic my life I'm the thinnest cut slice Intercut, the winner's cup With winters rough enough TO interrupt life That's why I'm both The saint & the sinner
: The simple minded And the uninformed Can be easily led astray And those that cannot connect the dots Hey look the other way People believe what they
you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a fuck'em girl dress nuttin' less-more-than-a thinner-sinner-Chris Dior fitter
. [Verse 1] So you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a fuck?em girl dress nuttin? less-more-than-a thinner-sinner
: I'm half-cocked, a gun, a star? How did you dance long more sinner? I grabbed the bolts and kept the faith I bang the tears that roll down your face
com for these lyrics. (Intro: WC) Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang (
' grip As Trae could've smiled out in Texas Livin' reckless If the cops gon' get you but n****z'll leave you breathless S*** I'm a winner More like a sinner
my chest Why would it stress, it seem a nigga zone at his best Is it a test? At times I feel my soul is possessed Flavors of guess, throw key at major connects
The simple minded and the uninformed can be easily led astray And those that cannot connect the dots hey look the other way People believe what they want
be found tonight Cuz I got plenty of folks in plenty of places you know I ain't droppin' names And fuck the police I really don't want you havin' my connection
the dirty-do I leave a nigga flesh hangin' from his chest 'cause the best That he dressed couldn't fuck with the Smith & Wess B.G., Black Connection
would it stress it seem a nigga zone at his best Is it a test at times I feel my soul is possesed Flavors of Guess throw key at major connects Crazy
