Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz One Life to Live Lyrics

Make It Reign Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Make It Reign
  • 2 We Will Ball
  • 3 Massive Heat
  • 4 Sex, Money, Life, or Death (interlude)
  • 5 One Life to Live
  • 6 Fiesta
  • 7 Then & Now (interlude)
  • 8 Startin' Somethin'
  • 9 A Night in the Bronx With Lord & Gunz
  • 10 Who Am I
  • 11 Deja Vu (Uptown Baby)
  • 12 Keep On
  • 13 Worldwide
  • 14 Streets to da Stage
  • 15 BX Most Wanted (interlude)
  • 16 Cross Bronx Expressway
  • 17 Precipitation (interlude)
  • 18 My Time to Go
  • 19 Be My Lady
  • featuring Cam'Ron

    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

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