connection game It's fun and it makes no sense You say something and I'll listen Then I'll say something else So lets all play the connection game It
single thing you do Tonight Hey, hey, hey Just in time I'm so glad you have A one track mind like me You gave my life direction A game show love connection
Chi And I'm backing her up Flow be ugly but it's a beautiful thing Aluminum rings Get money like I'm moving the thang I got connects in every section
let me blow for my niggaz Runnin' round, get down like motherfuckin' gorillas Shorty bop, the Wolop in the spot with the dollop Pot full of acid, I got the game
city, show no pity (that's my name) I'm the witty one (yeah), Frank's the crook from the Brook' (c'mon) Matty broke the neck of your coke connect (say
G, rep 3 'til I'm swazy Y'all cats fugazi, my shit's crazy Niggas can't faze me (You can't take) what God gave me Game stayed on top of - Fame played
layin there, lookin at the motel door Hand on your strap, some beautiful whore You fuckin relaxed, fell a fuckin sleep bad move Big game take little game
give it up and put you fuckin head down Cause you don't wanna talk to about how much dope you sold (Know why?) Cause game knows game You don't really
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Because for enough cold cash they'll look the other way Just look at the cars as they go by Benz,Ferraris,trucks up high Beepers connecting players to
t that many real motherfuckers these days Game knows game I know too many who plays the name And I can make it in the music or the street game I still
Peace to my street niggas movin' that weight Much love to my comrades who's out in upstate Mad connections from the bottom to the top of the game Street
rolex Been deep in the life kid, since 76 Touched the water, the crack game, the jewelry licks Fix yourself if you're broke fool, that ain't my fault The game
to steal, I chainsawed his arm I drink blood from a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north made me kill my friend They told me, "This ain't no game
I wasn't nice as we waxed them punks like lab mice Dice 'em up, slice 'em up, dissect Put you in a boilin' pot an' let your ass sweat 'Cos I rap on game
[Incomprehensible] the game as I kick it, don't miss it, get with it Diss it, you're a knucklehead evicted From the crowd that's proud to be the Syndicate connection
slang until the day I die I can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I low ride and I sag and
'm, young H O, rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now break bread I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express Out the country but the blueberry still connect