HipHopLyrics.de -> Al' Tariq -> God Connections LP -> Think No [group] From the East to the South to the West to the North Come on Al' Tariq, go off, a go off! [Al' Tariq] A yes yes y'all, freak freak y'all So unique y'all, Al' Tariq y'all I dusted off the fo'-fo' chrome, threw my Nike hat on the dome Plus pack the celly phone, left out my home alone to roam these wicked streets in the U.S. of A. See no matter where you at, motherfuckin crime pay but not my way, put them days of slingin behind me Now I rock spots, where only rap fiends can find me and that remind me, can't forget my 1-800 beeper So I can keep a, eye on my mida mida Now, loaded up my shit in this van, to tour America I'm out to get this cheese and to see, every area of every city, every corner and back street Thought shit would be calm like that cover of BlackSTREET Wrong impression, from the beginnin, we get to sinnin All up and down the East coast yo, we bangin women The Beatnuts and Common Sense is steady truckin Got chickens suckin, raw dog we steady fuckin But out luck in this game runs out through the Carolinas Deep in the woods, niggaz lickin off behind us Glad they didn't find us, glad we didn't get tackled Thought brothers only played for keeps up in the Apple, what? Chorus: Al' and peeps {Yo, all around the world they sling rocks and lick shots Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} THINK NOT? Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion, now {All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} THINK NOT? Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin The shit is all the same {* echoes *} [Al' Tariq] Now Common knew this chick that lived deep in 'ouisiana A thick ass and shit, but she sleep with Peaseyanna B.E. and Anna, and every other hoe, what is it? So we made our visit short, blew like a blizzard We on our way now, OK now we headed to good ol' Tex' and all gun shit get deaded Cause down here, niggaz don't fear a good ol' shoot-em-up They love to suit em up, so don't try to thirty-two em up Even my big fo'-fo' don't scare no mo' I hear gunshots, son son hit the flo' I get my dough, I'm out, did my show, I scout for some hoe-ass, I need some mo' ass on my route No doubt, avoidin hexs, floatin through Texas Stackin them checkses, gets me, a beamin Lexus Now next is the state of Cali-forn-I-A My word is bond-I-A to Cali-forn-I-A But I represent the Q and you knew, whole hearted that I'd be troopin through with crew so don't get started or get smarted, by the certified black sheep Al' Tariq, now let's troop West to East, cause Chorus: Al' and peeps {All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} THINK NOT? Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion, now {Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots} THINK NOT? Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin The shit is all the same {* echoes *} [Al' Tariq] Look, now peep the way we slid in to Colorado where my bravado, had em screamin cause I'm that macho That top honcho, bangin bodies like I'm Camacho Hittin notes like Pavarotti, cause this hottie, bang that body Saw the shottie on this gang nigga, and he was focused Then I spot his crew swarmin through like they was locusts ? know this ain't his spot, so I, bag up the shorts Unloose my Eddie Bauer jeans, adjust my Polo Sports I got this jigga for some slicin but no, blastin material Just wish I had that chrome fo'-fo', without the serial number, so I can give him slumber Vaporize these niggaz holdin triggers yo I coulda put him under But no time to wonder, it's gettin tight up in this piece Took honey by her hand, to my van, so we headed East Now is you with me? Or you gon' stay out here and freeze with all these motherfuckin trees and the snow up to your knees So what's your answer sister? Next stop, the Windy City She said, "Yeah I don't care, but 'Riq would you lick my kitty-kat?" Hon I can do that, hop in the van But before I ever can, yo you gotta see my man Now here we go go, to At-lan-ta Through with La-na, puffin lye, gettin high Alright? Chi-Town, we hit ground, we headed South to the side, four corner hustlers is in the house Woo woo woo woo, we kickin script, about our journey Make shorty hit the road, got no dough for no attorney Plus she didn't burn me, I guess I'm lucky this time But the next time I wind strictly dick and rubbers combined Chorus: Al' and peeps {Yo, all around the world they sling rocks and lick shots Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} THINK NOT? Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion, now {Yo now everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots} THINK NOT? Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin The shit is all the same, it's all the same nigga [Al' Tariq] All the same, in the same game All doin the same thing in the same game No matter where you at, that's where you at That's all like that, it's on like that Check out this tune, the game stay all the same KnowhatI'msayin? For the 90's baby, and forever Al' Tariq, The Beatnuts, knahmsayin? The God Connection, we ain't playin Uhhh, uh, uh uhh, uhhh, up in yo' section Up in yo' section, all the same it's all the same Break em off somethin, break em off somethin Work em off a lil somethin Where you at nigga? No matter, no matter where you at, that's where you at It's just like that.. Support: DEFLOK HipHopMagazin.com -> Das älteste unkommerzielle Hip Hop Mag straight aus dem Ruhrpott. Unbedingt mal abchecken! BOMBING HipHopPromotion.de -> Promotion Agentur, welche Euch u.a. kostenlos Promostuff, wie Sticker, Flyer, etc. nach Hause schickt. Nebenbei supporten die Jungs auch div. 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