Triple X movie - Connected for Life lyrics
rate meSong by Mack 10 (w/ Ice Cube & WC)<br /><br>
[Verse 1: Mack 10]<br>
I jumped out the blocks like ready! set! go!<br>
Check all my traps and dodge the fair cold<br>
I'm all about the mix like a fuckin collage<br>
And out the gararge, is the Bentley Onage<br>
With the brains blowed out, so is the suns beeming<br>
I got a jacket drooming and the hoes feeming<br>
Since I'm Westside Connected I got a streets on hype<br>
I got big deals, big squeels, big wheels, big pipes<br>
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[Verse 2: Ice Cube]<br>
Twenty-inches row - going get these hoes<br>
Pinky hoes - when I roll with my negros<br>
Be a freak about it and I'm a see about it<br>
Speak about it, not bitch I'ma be about it<br>
Who want some of this, West running this<br>
Mack 10 with the playboy bunny bitch<br>
She's a dummy bitch - with a money pit?<br>
You broke ass niggas can't even stomach this<br>
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[Verse 3: W.C.]<br>
What that connect nigga like three times selling<br>
Six-double-0-west nigga selling rich roll delling<br>
Throw it up, hold it up, guns bust fo' fingas up<br>
Two twisted in the middle with the thumb cuffed<br>
Chevy Nash and dippin at ass and king of the zaggin<br>
Fo'-fo' macking and coat tacking<br>
Dub the hood and I'm in blue friend at 'em<br>
Front up the club, I'm duolete, do for talk and mack 'em trick<br>
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[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]<br>
What is it like? Tossing 'em hoes<br>
And rolling on fools on them fo's<br>
Flossing 'em chain, we doing big thangs<br>
And busting on punks at close range<br>
This is the way us gangsta's roll<br>
Sit back and watch it as it unfolds<br>
Bitches on suck us done so cold<br>
Ahhh! this is the life we chose<br>
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[Verse 4: Mack 10]<br>
Dope money and rapping shit I'm all with it<br>
And all I know is streets is how I spit it<br>
Chickenhawk see a bird, I gotta get it<br>
So if ya hood come up sho', then I'd probably get it<br>
If lil momma dick then I gotta hit it<br>
The trojan gotta be a magnum for me to fit it<br>
If you sherm on 'em stick then I'd probably lit it<br>
The red beam is on your wig so I probably split it<br>
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[Verse 5: Ice Cube]<br>
To all them bitches that think they bootylicious<br>
I think they new tricious - I think they do dishes<br>
I make 'em three wishes - I take 'em they pictures<br>
And spendin' they riches and fuckin' they bitches<br>
Ego maniac - little homies call me brainiac<br>
Ice Cube's an asshole and it ain't an act<br>
So take a hit at that - and remember that<br>
Where my motherfuckin niggas and my bitches at?<br>
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[Verse 6: W.C.]<br>
Britches I get I'm Dub-C, the rider with the clique<br>
Like a dragon it's nothin' but fire when I spit<br>
And I can't shake these ghetto ways<br>
A street rich nigga eatin a bag of Lays<br>
And the rubber bands and brains<br>
From the turf for the sirens and Neverlands<br>
Where we keep the pistols smoking just like Afghanistan<br>
It's gangsta the killa - the dope dealer<br>
Back for mo' figgas - so trick bow down and po' the liquor bitch<br>
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[Chorus: Butch Cassidy] 2X<br>
What is it like? Tossong 'em hoes<br>
And Rolling on fools on them folks<br>
Flossing 'em chain, we doing big thangs<br>
And busting on punks at close range<br>
This is the ways us gangsta's roll<br>
Sit back and watch as it unfolds<br>
Bitches on suck us done so cold<br>
Ahhh! this is the life we chose<br>
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[Repeat 2X]<br>
It's plain to see, you can't change me<br>
Cause I'ma be Connected For Life<br>
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[Mack 10 {Talking}]<br>
Yeah!, West Connect gang for life<br>
Butch Cassidy, Manny Fresh you're a fool for this b-boy<br>
Uh, uh, uh<br>
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