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​the union (rap) – oc’s connects lyrics

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[o.c.] the f-ck is up?
[nast] yeah n-gga
[o.c.] gotta let these n-ggas know, knahmsayin?
[nast] crooklyn baby, we’re talkin big bucks here hah?
[o.c.] word up.. n-ggas comin with that penny ante sh-t
? turn the beat up a little too, in my headphones
[nast] nickel and dime -ss n-ggas, word up

[o.c.]
yeah, yo
i’m comin from brooklyn, ny, where the sneak thieves hawk
and the dreads sell potentest skunk that make you cough
where the glocks go to war tryin to lay down laws
resortin to any means, leavin you never no more
-ss-whippin wild like c0ke-sniffin (fiends flippin)
dice roll, -ss bets, arguments (gas spittin)
opposite s-x admire when you cruise right by her
in the projects (rolex on the wrists in the lex)
cats on the benches like army n-ggas in the trenches
concentration camp like barbed wire fences
hittin the jukes, crooks with hard looks
ice cold starin at ya, tryin to get ya shook
f-ck all the bullsh-t, n-ggas gotta keep a full clip
from bed-stuy to fort greene to bushwick

[u-nast]
y’all know my gat stay sick
nasty cough with a spit
whatever i hit, guaranteed i leave it torn and ripped
they’ll probably dig that st-tch, you probably wig that snitched
after that, get on the phone and drop a line to your b-tch
word is he sick? tell her what we did to your cl!ck
hand hugs the gun, gun hugs the clip
you get your -ss smoked, neck choked, leg broke, no joke
and i don’t give a f-ck who supplyin your c0ke

[o.c.]
thug chemist with your man on the side as apprentice
young guns stand watch for the beast, the arch-nemis’, dig it
brook-? will forever drop bombs
connec-tion, the tight ties with un-ion
organized rhymes we shine, atl connec-tion
phenomen’ o.c. is on, what?
f-ckin with us is like truly poor judgement
u-nast spit it that he be about the thug sh-t
price to pay send you on your merry way
brooklyn run sh-t n-gga, have a nice day



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