*Verse One*

[Peter Gunz]

Can I fuckin' play?

I got a quarter mill' in the bank

No one to thank but me

Break me "Gunz"

Bronx ball playa

Take the gatas and suits from niggas rich

See me I'm stackin mah chips flippin' mah chips

Bitch I...

Peter Gunz I...

Listen I gobble pour all I broke

No joke clear the smoke or get smoked

Nigga what?

You stand ya plan

You faka's join but what's the point you makin'?

Nothin' taken

I seen nigga's come and go

But I'ma say a

A mothafuckin' Bronx playa

I went from eatin' outta trash

To walkin' and pushin' the E-Class

From chickens, to fuckin' bitches that's lookin' like Stacy Cash

An'-now flash

Moms prayed to God that she'd be green

But it was hard for me to raise somebody, I never seen

Cherish

I testify when they ask me ta speak

I said that only Lord knows two rants to praise the Lord

(Nah)

*Chorus*

I think it's bout time we'd shine (shine)

Nigga's made chips off mine (mine)

Climb the same rhyme, recline

It's time to bring pain to these nigga's (haaahh)

Drain these nigga's, if they wanna (who wanna?)

I gotta crew from Soundview wantin' war (c'mon)

Start a revolution with mah niggas from the fall (from the faaall)

We gotta bring it all Uptown in the party (uhhh)

Cause Lord Tariq won't you come and get shit started?

*Chorus*

*Verse Two*

[Lord Tariq]

Check it yo, I'm in the big black Bronco

Sippin' Rimmey out the bottle

From the Bronx like Billy Blanco

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