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[Mr. Q] 
Yeah, yeah. Check it out. Yo, yo, yo 
[CHORUS: Mr. Q] 
It's the connection 
It's the connection 
It's the connection 
It's the connect son 
It's the connection 
It's the connection 
It's the connection 
It's the connect son 

Mr. Q and Mikey Styles, shit is live 
Yeah, yeah, yo 

[Verse 1: Mr. Q] 
So watch the story of a young thug 
Niggas is busting 
Niggas is trying to get they hand on our cheddar, but whatever 
Part of my mission, is to reach my destinatino 
Son, you with me? Aight, then let's make it happen 
Yo with this rap shit, I'm in it 
I worry y'all niggas stick it and bring it 
A lot of niggas talk about the next nigga 
Is kyou real or are you faking jacks? 
Y'all niggas ain't live 
The whole way niggas is standing in the pair of fly ties 
Niggas bringing the drama 
My niggas Deeper than the Mobb 
Bring the shit like you want it 
You can't bust me 
I'm like the holy son, the son of Jehovah 
??? niggas puch your Range Rover 
Put y'all to sleep 
You try to creep after seeing niggas freed you 
I'll leave you with a death wish 
Your peoples miss you thinking you're alive 
My niggas kick your ass for a ride 
Now you gone, dead 
These niggas took your head 
Instead of fucking with us you better get with us 
And be the last nigga thinking that you got through 
And defeat you, you feel offended, then money bring it 
I take no shorts, I leave you niggas on a crusty cross 
While your priest bother calling 
Has a sly trade of where my crew is from 
The heart of Bushwick 
I bring it back to Allah 
'Cause niggas make you cry if you front on some bullshit 
But still you fronted 
Now you bump heads with real niggas 
You don't want it 
But yo, you got disrespected 
Hit you on the spot, must respect it 
You got rejected 
That's what you get when you fuck with rap 
With the real niggas 
Nigga you get his cap peeled, shit is real son 
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo 
Thug bust a slug 
Niggas don't give a fuck son 
If ya want it, then you bring it 
Yo, yo 
Thug bust a slug 
Niggas don't give a fuck son 
If ya want it, then you bring it 

[Verse 2: Mikey Styles] 
Welcome, on the East side of things 
We 'bout the dookie links, diamond rings and things 
Head come around, try throw foul swings 
Back stabbing enemies, claim defending 
Never shake hands with a crooked wanna be 
Only real niggas feel the true energy 
So feel the vibe nigga 
Hit ya kind of red 
Represent yours, time to make this shit shine 
'Cause rappers that be looking from the side 
Then they go and party to heads that's always live 
Ain't fakers whose be down with us, because we bust 
Criticize the rappers have had enough of what we say 
Mad love to niggas who live what we say 
East, West, North, South niggas all day 
We gonna bust your ear drums 
Call you dun, son 
You know how we do 

[CHORUS] 
[Mr. Q] Mr. Q and Mikey Styles, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yo, yo young thug busting slugs 
Niggas don't give a fuck 
If ya want it son then bring it 
Young thug busting slugs 
Niggas don't give a fuck 
If ya want it, then you bring it 
[Mikey Styles] 
Yo, yo 
Let's take it to the streetside, the real side 
So don't move an inch, don't even flinch 
Just grab you bag of money 
Now it's time you represent 
Ain't nothing changed, the crew is stilll snatching ends 
I'm chilling, sipping Shon Dom's(sp?) 
You know how we do 
I get my buzz on 
[Mr. Q] 
It's the connect son 
It's the connect son 
It's the connect son 
It's the connects 
It's the connection 
It's the connect son 
It's the connect son 
It's the connect son 
Niggas know better not to run this nigga Q 
My shit, is lyrical when I drop it on 
This shit is ludicris, I plant them in tears 
So a lot of niggas out there don't like my style dun 
Fuck a man, I'm going underground 
So listen to my sound 
Word is bond son, niggas is dumb 
Pass me the gun, fuck ya beef and ya speech 
Come clean in every scene 
Try to make it on my own 
Dukes throw up, they say she try to lose me 
I got crazy drama 
Can count on my mama 
I'm going insane, got fucking hoes in my brain 
Trying to maintain, buy yo I still a fucking mess 
I'm stressed, now I'm smoking cease 
Reality got my mind, you know what I'm saying 
It's the connection

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