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