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アーティスト：Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz 

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[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 Fortin' high-on on the throttle My shit dates back like American Bandstands So ya'll niggas sit and relax while these grands change hands Stand tall, stick yo chest out boy And be a man You bust one, you let them all-out, and go all-out Wit' dat bug you had to fall-out wit, head-chest Don't let-'em fall-out, shit And if I fall-out, quick It's Money Boss I'm at the midnight blue Three times to excite you Have you drippin' off mah chest, wantin' ta be crew Wantin' to be flauntin' the shit that we do But ya can't nigga, ya still young, it's still alot of shit to go through I been through enough drugs to get you high, think "I'm Bout It" Think I'm lyin'? 'Cause I'm rhymin? Nigga mah path would be routed Shit is real, don't you battle, now get ya bricks fa' tin Now that's the Steel House of "Bout It" (House of "Bout It") Money Boss... [Chorus] I think it's 'bout time you'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 Drain these nigga's, if they wanna (yo who wanna?) I gotta crew from Soundview wantin' war Start a revolution with mah niggas from the fall Gotta bring it all Uptown and hit the party (party) Peter Gunz won't you come and get this shit started? [Chorus] [Verse Three] [Peter Gunz] 'Ey-yo When you gettin' chips, you got mad tricks ridin' ya pony But when ya slip, the same stank bitch is wanna journey Ya baby motha', probably fuckin' brotha' if he trickin' You resort to ass-kickin', she dick-lickin' Now you in the mountains up north Gimme the Nine, time ta think about the dumb shit ya did, play a mind Sekikes, to all the chickens you treated, like they was queens Ain't never rolled a nigga recenin' up in his greens Conversatin his low, ho' Ain't you gettin' chips? You get a check on the first birth, help a nigga live



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