*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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