Verse 1: Peter Gunz It’s been a long time comin, but I came Coulda drove a nigga crazy, but I’m sane Been a lotta fun, lotta pain Lotta shit changed, I use to hop trains Now I’m hoppin in planes headed for Lanes I use to have a job but I quit Niggas in the Bronx called me lex Now they call me mothafuckin six Bitches use to front now they switch Cause they walk by tappin my dick lickin they lips See me in the Bronx strollin Down the muthafuckin street, holdin Nothin but mothafuckin heat Surrounded by thirty niggas with thirty dirty guns Some (S-S-S-O-O-O) niggas that’ll rip you from yo neck to yo lung Have you lyin in a pool of your blood swallowin tongue As sweet as it look don’t get it twisted Or get twisted too, right up in your mothafuckin biscuit I remember when my P-O said Peto You need to get yo shit together and see the C-O That’s when I dazed ya crew with Deja Vu And rounded up a hundred thugs that’s blaze y’all too
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’t stop And Killer Cam and ya won’t stop
Verse 2: Cam’Ron Ayo my transporter 65 Ya all know the deal J. Barfield drive a ‘82 oldsmobile Keep a low appeal, but oh yo he’s so for real 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’ma hurt the bitch And I don’t care who she mess with Rest with, put too much time and effort To get a deficit, fuck the relevant Affections what you better get, stay on defense Cause when you see me tense It’s about to be a real wild sequence 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’s house come with three rots And um Harlem niggas know how to play Cause I got the 600 and the rest of y’all want it
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) Killa Cam and ya don’t stop The Lord Tariq and ya won’t stop
Verse 3: Lord Tariq The Lord Tariq, a Bronx nigga, nigga I get around 8th ave., bright lights niggas, all tops down I turn yo smiles to frowns And get you clown niggas sick When I come around I got yo bitch on my dick Uptown movin nothin but stones and bricks Since ‘86 I was ownin shit, I’m born to flick A O to an 8th, 8th to keys and quick We gettin chased by the P’s and shit Tearin up the turnpike when I burn right And a man’s position is based on when he earns right Well from silly to willy nigg-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 bitch thanx I ain’t got no money cause I ain’t yo fuckin bank Feds still lookin, searchin all through Brooklyn But I’m in the Bronx takin paper that’s tooken Headed Southbound out of town with a pound of the brown Fuck the fun, I’m gettin mon, it’s no time to fuck around I gotta stash full of guns and we pumpin the sounds Pack the coke in vaseline foolin the drug hounds A big nigga I’m soon to be now The block is hot but I’m ice so I’m coolin it down I gained weight stepped it up stepped off the pitcher’s mound I got the money the power and the bitches now Feds takin pictures now The thugs wanna get ya now But I got somethin for you thugs, take this nigga, blaow Shot that nigga down in his town First round, ding, bell ring it’s on Now who’s the next nigga dead in my next song, mothafucka
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’t stop And Peter Gunz and ya won’t stop
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’t stop The Boogie Down and ya won’t stop
