[00:00.00] 作词 : Al Tariq
[00:01.00] 作曲 : The Beatnuts
[00:10.14][Intro]
[00:10.35]From the East to the South to the West to the North
[00:12.93]Come on Al' Tariq, go off and go off!
[00:15.51]A yes yes y'all, freak freak y'all
[00:18.09]So unique y'all, Al' Tariq y'all
[00:19.59][Verse 1: Al' Tariq]
[00:20.70]I dusted off the .44 chrome, threw my Nike hat on the dome
[00:23.46]Plus pack the celly phone, left out my home alone
[00:26.10]To roam these wicked streets in the U.S. of A
[00:28.56]See no matter where you at, mother****ing crime pay
[00:31.35]But not my way, put them days of slinging behind me
[00:34.20]Now I rock spots where only rap fiends can find me
[00:36.63]And that remind me, can't forget my 1-800 beeper
[00:39.42]So I can keep a eye on my mida mida
[00:41.91]Now, loaded up my shit in this van to tour America
[00:44.79]I'm out to get this cheese and to see every area
[00:47.37]Of every city, every corner and back street
[00:50.01]Thought shit would be calm like that cover of BlackSTREET
[00:52.47]Wrong impression, from the beginning, we get to sinning
[00:55.29]All up and down the East coast yo, we banging women
[00:57.84]The Beatnuts and Common Sense is steady trucking
[01:00.51]Got chickens sucking, raw dog we steady ****ing
[01:03.06]But out luck in this game runs out through the Carolinas
[01:05.94]Deep in the woods, niggas licking off behind us
[01:08.28]Glad they didn't find us, glad we didn't get tackled
[01:11.07]Thought brothers only played for keeps up in the Apple
[01:13.56][Hook]
[01:13.92]All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
[01:16.56]Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
[01:18.84](Think not!)
[01:19.53]Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
[01:21.57]The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
[01:24.48]All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
[01:27.09]Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
[01:29.37](Think not!)
[01:30.09]Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
[01:32.16]The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
[01:34.08][Verse 2: Al' Tariq]
[01:34.80]Now Common knew this chick that lived deep in 'ouisiana
[01:37.29]A thick ass and shit, but she sleep with Peaseyanna
[01:39.93]B.E. and Anna, and every other ho, what is it
[01:42.66]So we made our visit short, blew like a blizzard
[01:45.33]We on our way now, OK now we headed
[01:48.03]To good ol' Tex' and all gun shit get deaded
[01:50.46]Cause down here, niggas don't fear a good ol' shoot-em-up
[01:53.34]They love to suit 'em up, so don't try to .32 'em up
[01:56.13]Even my big .44 don't scare no more
[01:58.59]I hear gunshots, son son hit the floor
[02:00.99]I get my dough, I'm out, did my show, I scout
[02:03.66]For some ho-ass, I need some more ass on my route
[02:06.33]No doubt, avoiding hexes, floating through Texas
[02:09.09]Stackin them checkses, gets me a beaming Lexus
[02:11.73]Now next is the state of Cali-forn-I-A
[02:14.10]My word is bond-I-A to Cali-forn-I-A
[02:16.92]But I represent the Q and you knew, whole hearted
[02:19.62]That I'd be trooping through with crew so don't get started
[02:22.17]Or get smarted, by the certified black sheep
[02:24.93]Al' Tariq, now let's troop West to East, cause
[02:27.63][Hook]
[02:27.78]All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
[02:30.36]Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
[02:32.67](Think not!)
[02:33.39]Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
[02:35.43]The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
[02:37.77]All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
[02:38.88]Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
[02:43.23](Think not!)
[02:43.95]Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
[02:45.99]The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
[02:47.88][Verse 3: Al' Tariq]
[02:48.96]Now peep the way we slid in to Colorado
[02:51.30]Where my bravado, had 'em screaming cause I'm that macho
[02:53.91]That top honcho, banging bodies like I'm Camacho
[02:56.43]Hitting notes like Pavarotti, caught this hottie, bang that body
[02:58.98]Saw the shottie on this gang nigga, and he was focused
[03:01.92]Then I spot his crew swarming through like they was locusts
[03:04.65]? know this ain't his spot, so I bag up the shorts
[03:06.87]Unloose my Eddie Bauer jeans, adjust my Polo Sports
[03:09.51]I got this jigga for some slicing but no blasting material
[03:12.39]Just wish I had that chrome .44 without the serial
[03:15.06]Number, so I can give him slumber
[03:17.16]Vaporize these niggas holding triggers yo I coulda put him under
[03:20.13]But no time to wonder, it's getting tight up in this piece
[03:22.65]Took honey by her hand, to my van, so we headed East
[03:25.35]Now is you with me? Or you gon' stay out here and freeze
[03:27.96]With all these mother****ing trees and the snow up to your knees
[03:30.57]So what's your answer sister? Next stop, the Windy City
[03:33.30]She said, "Yeah I don't care, but 'Riq would you lick my
[03:35.73]Kitty-kat?" Hon I can do that, hop in the van
[03:38.58]But before I ever can, yo you gotta see my man
[03:41.37]Now here we go go, to At-lan-ta
[03:44.22]Through with La-na, puffing lye, gettin high
[03:46.53]Alright? Chi-Town, we hit ground, we headed South
[03:49.38]To the side, four corner hustlers is in the house
[03:51.78]Woo woo woo woo, we kicking script, about our journey
[03:54.54]Make shorty hit the road, got no dough for no attorney
[03:57.03]Plus she didn't burn me, I guess I'm lucky this time
[03:59.76]But the next time I wind strictly dick and rubbers combined
[04:02.37][Hook]
[04:02.73]All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
[04:05.31]Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
[04:07.62](Think not!)
[04:08.31]Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
[04:10.38]The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
[04:15.87]All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
[04:17.79]Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
[04:18.72](Think not!)
[04:18.93]Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
[04:20.94]The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion

作词 : Al Tariq
作曲 : The Beatnuts
From the East to the South to the West to the North
Come on Al' Tariq, go off and go off!
A yes yes y'all, freak freak y'all
So unique y'all, Al' Tariq y'all
I dusted off the .44 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, mother****ing crime pay
But not my way, put them days of slinging 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 beginning, we get to sinning
All up and down the East coast yo, we banging women
The Beatnuts and Common Sense is steady trucking
Got chickens sucking, raw dog we steady ****ing
But out luck in this game runs out through the Carolinas
Deep in the woods, niggas licking 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
All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
(Think not!)
Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
(Think not!)
Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
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 ho, 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, niggas don't fear a good ol' shoot-em-up
They love to suit 'em up, so don't try to .32 'em up
Even my big .44 don't scare no more
I hear gunshots, son son hit the floor
I get my dough, I'm out, did my show, I scout
For some ho-ass, I need some more ass on my route
No doubt, avoiding hexes, floating through Texas
Stackin them checkses, gets me a beaming 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 trooping 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
All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
(Think not!)
Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
(Think not!)
Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
Now peep the way we slid in to Colorado
Where my bravado, had 'em screaming cause I'm that macho
That top honcho, banging bodies like I'm Camacho
Hitting notes like Pavarotti, caught this hottie, bang that body
Saw the shottie on this gang nigga, and he was focused
Then I spot his crew swarming 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 slicing but no blasting material
Just wish I had that chrome .44 without the serial
Number, so I can give him slumber
Vaporize these niggas holding triggers yo I coulda put him under
But no time to wonder, it's getting 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 mother****ing 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, puffing 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 kicking 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
All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
(Think not!)
Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion
All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots
Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots
(Think not!)
Stop what you thinking, stop all that fussing
The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion