Verse 1: peter gunz
It
Coulda drove a n***a crazy, but i
Been a lotta fun, lotta pain
Lotta sh** changed, i use to hop trains
Now i
I use to have a job but i quit
n***as in the bronx called me lex
Now they call me mothaf**in six
b**hes use to front now they switch
Cause they walk by tappin my dick lickin they lips
See me in the bronx strollin
Down the muthaf**in street, holdin
Nothin but mothaf**in heat
Surrounded by thirty n***as with thirty dirty guns
Some (s-s-s-o-o-o) n***as that
Have you lyin in a pool of your blood swallowin tongue
As sweet as it look don
Or get twisted too, right up in your mothaf**in biscuit
I remember when my p-o said peto
You need to get yo sh** together and see the c-o
That
And rounded up a hundred thugs that
Chorus: lord tariq
Now from the streets to da stage
From movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin round in a six (a come on)
Peter gunz and ya don
And k**er cam and ya won
Verse 2: cam
Ayo my transporter 65
Ya all know the deal
J. barfield drive a ?2 oldsmobile
Keep a low appeal, but oh yo he
I stick to old timers (why) cause the old squel
They be the first to snitch so you alert a chick
If she settle cam i
And i don
Rest with, put too much time and effort
To get a deficit, f** the relevant
Affections what you better get, stay on defense
Cause when you see me tense
It
Got to debench and we hot
Like a weed spot, let off three shots
Spray pee tops, bout to take the customers to we got
So we switch now, don
And um harlem n***as know how to play
Cause i got the 600 and the rest of y
Chorus: lord tariq
Now from the streets to da stage
From movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin round in a six (a come on)
k**a cam and ya don
The lord tariq and ya won
Verse 3: lord tariq
The lord tariq, a bronx n***a, n***a i get around
8th ave., bright lights n***as, all tops down
I turn yo smiles to frowns
And get you clown n***as sick
When i come around i got yo b**h on my dick
Uptown movin nothin but stones and bricks
Since ?6 i was ownin sh**, i
A o to an 8th, 8th to keys and quick
We gettin chased by the p
Tearin up the turnpike when i burn right
And a man
Well from silly to willy n**-az wit big cas, that gotta connect
I walk the world gettin gotti respect
I got a lot to inject to all those who oppose the bx
And to my hoes how you want those cash or check
Wire or charge, my dick is hard b**h thanx
I ain
Feds still lookin, searchin all through brooklyn
But i
Headed southbound out of town with a pound of the brown
f** the fun, i
I gotta stash full of guns and we pumpin the sounds
Pack the coke in vaseline foolin the drug hounds
A big n***a i
The block is hot but i
I gained weight stepped it up stepped off the pitcher
I got the money the power and the b**hes now
Feds takin pictures now
The thugs wanna get ya now
But i got somethin for you thugs, take this n***a, blaow
Shot that n***a down in his town
First round, ding, bell ring it
Now who
Chorus: lord tariq
Now from the streets to da stage
From movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin round in a six (a come on)
Lord tariq and ya don
And peter gunz and ya won
Chorus: lord tariq
Now from the streets to da stage
From movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin round in a six (a come on)
Uptown and ya don
The boogie down and ya won