Goldie Loc - Connected lyrics

[Ace MAggikkzz] Come on man, Eastsidaz [Daventry G's] Eastside... [Prodigy] Infamous Mobb [Tray Deee] Infamous Mobb Deep [Verse 1 - Prodigy] Out the muthaf**in' depths of 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 b**h a** Hold up, n***as f**in' up the game Put my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin' f** it, I'll still buck em and gamble with my freedom These n***as gonna learn to respect the P-Dub I don't take no sh** off of nobody No n***a, no b**h, lets 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, f**in' wit these east side n***as We teach y'all n***as 'bout this murder sh** We got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P Kokane and my n***a Snoop D-O double G [Verse 2: Tray Deee] Big hitters, wig splitters, give n***as the blues Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools From the coast of the locs were the Gs was born And we raise up B.G.s to keep it goin' In the alleys, not the valleys, k**a Cali the zone Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on k**a daventry bringin heat takin off when its on f** pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise Big boys play for 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 Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers You other muthaf**ers can't conceive our structure The DPGC, the M-O-B-B strictly eastside and we ride on GP Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks Stay mashing on busters not giving a f** [Hook: Snoop Dogg] Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep We connected From the West to the East Connected Oh what you got beef? Connected Run up on ya while you sleep Stay connected My nephews play for keeps We connected From the West to the East Connected Blast your a** in the streets We connected Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep Stay connected For life [Kokane] Yeah (repeat 30X) [Verse 3: Havoc] Connect with my dogs be that serious sh** Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs And pressure to that a** we apply those thangs Told you f**s before, when it rains it pours Its a cold cold world n***a its Doggy Dogg Better walk or crawl(for real), cause on the real homeboy f** around and you'll be up in the morgue Moms praising the lord, rev painting the picture Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture We keep it gangsta n***a don't get it twisted n***a Cross me n***a, you'll wind up a missing n***a QB and we truly rep for ours Wars and scars, b**hes in a gang of whips When it came to this game though we changed the sh** And f** who you with, it's what you up in the club but yo [Verse 4: Goldie Loc] Uzis, AKs, Glock 40s and Tech 9s Tryna take mines, you'll be a dead motherf**er Come up short, with your life on support Burning 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 something about being a cold blooded k**er I'm bananas my n***a, like a black a** gorilla I'm G'd up, smoking all the motherf**ing weed up Drinking on a full cup n***a [Hook] [Snoop Dogg] Yeah, defintely connected How you love that? Uh, like I said you can't spell the West with out 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 and trayz the old fashioned way Alchemist Uh, yeah-yay