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