Verse 1: Peter Gunz
It's been a long time comin, but I came
Coulda drove a n***a crazy, but I'm sane
Been a lotta fun, lotta pain
Lotta sh** changed, I use to hop trains
Now I'm hoppin in planes headed for Lanes
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'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 mothaf**in biscuit
I remember when my P-O said Peto
You need to get yo sh** 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 k**er 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 b**h
And I don't care who she mess with
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'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 n***as 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)
k**a Cam and ya don't stop
The Lord Tariq and ya won't stop
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 '86 I was ownin sh**, I'm born to flick
A O to an 8th, 8th to keys and quick
We gettin chased by the P's and sh**
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 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't got no money cause I ain't yo f**in 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
f** the fun, I'm gettin mon, it's no time to f** around
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'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 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's on
Now who's the next n***a dead in my next song, mothaf**a
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