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Snoop Dogg( Cordozar Calvin Broadus )
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Connected
Lyricist:Calvin Broadus, Tracy La Marr Davis, Albert Johnson, Kokane, Alan Maman, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Keiwan Dashawn Spillman
Come on man, Eastsidaz, East side Infamous Mobb, Infamous Mobb Deep
Out the muthafuckin' depths in New York, it's P You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to bag I put my guns to work on your bitch ass
Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game Put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin' Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble wit my freedom These niggas gon' learn to respect the P-Dub
I don't take no shit off nobody No nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party Let's not test my gangsta, that's how you get bodied That's how hearts get took, pride get damaged
Lives is shedded, fuckin' wit these East side niggas We teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit We got Tray Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P Kokane, wit my nigga Snoop D O G G
Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools From the coast of the locs were the G's was born And we raise up B.G.'s to keep it goin'
In the alleys, not the valleys, killa Cali the zone Long Beach bringin' heat, takin' off when it's on Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise Big boys play wit keeps when we bring the toys
Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work 'cuz Come back for ya homies as you gettin' ya dirt dug Congregatin', operatin' G's and hustlas You other muthafuckas can't conceive our structures
The DPGC, the M O B B Strictly East side and we ride on G.P. Bandannas, hoodies, timbos and chucks Stay mashin' on bustas, not givin' a fuck
Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep, we connected From the West to the East, connected Oh, what you got beef? Connected Run up on ya while ya sleep, stay connected
My nephews play wit keeps, we connected From the West to the East, connected Blast ya ass in the streets, we connected Eastsidaz & Mobb Deep, stay connected for life, for life
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Connect wit my dogs, be that serious shit Serious things when M O B and Sidaz bang Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs And pressure to that ass, we apply those thangs
Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours It's a cold, cold, cold world nigga it's Doggy Dogg Better walk or crawl, for real 'cause on the real homeboy Fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue
Moms praisin' the lords, rev paintin' the picture Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture We keep it gangsta nigga, don't get it twisted nigga Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missin' nigga
QB and we truly, rep for ours Wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips When it came to this game though we changed the shit And fuck who you wit, it's what you up in the club but yo
Uzi's, AK's, Glock 40's and Tech 9's Tryna take mines, you'll be a dead muthafucka Come up short, wit yo life on support Burnin' rubber down the street in a black super spoke
Fo' pokes to the neck, five sticks to the dome Gun powder on my clothes when I smacked him in his nose Real talk, show you how to walk the walk All black all times when I scheme and stalk
It's somethin' about bein' a cold blooded killa I'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass guerrilla I'm G'd up, smokin' all the muthafuckin' weed up Drinkin' on a full cup nigga
Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep, we connected From the West to the East, connected Oh, what you got beef? Connected Run up on ya while ya sleep, stay connected
My nephews play wit keeps, we connected From the bridge to the beach, connected Run up on ya while ya sleep, stay connected Eastsidaz & Mobb Deep, stay connected for life, for life
Yeah, definitely connected, how you love that? Uh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES East side up Eastsidaz, from QB to the LB You see what I see and G how I G
Feel me? Eastsidaz, 'Duces 'N Trayz' The old fashioned way, Alchemist, uh, yeah, yeah
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