Lord Tariq And Peter Gunz - One Life To Live Lyrics
Intro: peter gunzNiggas, sick, shitLord tariq:Now whatchu wanna do, type of niggasPeter gunz:They dont know now, theyll never know, thats how I feelVerse 1:lord tariqAnd on the seventh day the lord made moneyOn the sixth day, I busted my gun500 000 is not half of oneCaught the keys akisane for 63 hundred on sale I ordere for bronx niggasIf you want it, Ill head up with the connect just the game of respectWith the game that I schock, througout the plains of the u.sMakin clean to this, which is the killer get killedSo why carry if you need a gaselle for realPeter gunz:Yo, when I caught my gun charge, your felonyNiggas ve tellin me, gunz instead of totin gunsIts all about guns, instead of bustin gunsNigga get funds and let these niggas know you be the oneSo Im in ? rhakis isle and kawasaki?Wrote letters for clans, you never got at meYou heard the block on your phone so I never callBut I know one day Ill be home to dogAnd watch you niggas fallLord tariq:Aiyyo gunz, move in silence I push that the streetOn blocks to black streets where the murders was meetAnd stash money keeps a nigga standing on his feetAnd best believe that we play for ? kiki-meat?The lord tariq & pg nigga aint nothin happeninSo I beeen to the weese, my cars matching the platinumYou think that yous a star, cant happenCan put down the mics, pull up the girls to get the clappin whatChorus: peter gunzYou got one life to live, one gun to bustOne nigga to save, one nigga to rushIts all about sex, money, life or deathYou gotta make a choice is it right or leftLord tariq:You got one life to live, one gun to bustOne nigga to save, one nigga to rushIts all about sex, money, life or deathYou gotta make a choice is it right or leftVerse 2: peter gunzAll my 74 put down a real meetingBusting the mother*****ing gun outIn case a nigga run up, keep a nigga done upDark the sun up, be ready to fleeYo lord, tell em where you beLord tariq:Catch me in the bronx on cosy, surrounded by thug niggasNo love niggas, givin nigga rob, nigga what niggaFeel a nigga out first avoiding bug niggasBreaking brand was a big name drug-niggaTell me is it in my blood, nigga what?Deal goin down the park, dont wanna cut, get cut the ***** upYou niggas lust to bust guns, the way a nigga bust noneNigga trust none, my bust guns will trust fundsSo if you ever need a niggabeep me 911And watch how quick nigga come to leave another numIm from soundview projects where all my niggas fromAnd uptown just respect to call another nigga dumbPeter gunz:Some say Im sain, some say Im offLabel me roc-a-feller cause Im hot like starsI wanna test arousa but I settle for a pawShit, you ask me why, let that mother*****er goGreen back, its time to lean back and set the rollAnd if so, your money from this music should I throwYour rap-shit is platinum, but that other shit is goldWhen I see my money-wise, that other shit gotta goChrousVerse 3:lord tariqYo gunz, I know theres a lot of niggas scheamin nowCause they heard that we got it(peter gunz)I got another clique for niggas lookin at my pocketsConsider your life equivalent to the shit on my wrist(lord tariq)And while we squeezin you can think about this(peter gunz)Nigga, six shots to the chest(lord tariq)The other 10 to the headSo even if you got your best, you face the color of dead(peter gunz)These bronx niggas wanna bread if you creep you can get itBut keep an eye on your walk, you gots ta take these bullets with it(lord tariq)Like blaouw!Yall niggas know the deal now, Im foulI do a killing with a smouw(peter gunz)Now how the ***** youre gonna rumble with the biggest niggasWith the biggest triggers and cali-figuresThats steady blasting on you ***** niggas(lord tariq)It be the bronx nigga borough of kidnappers and rappersSo wanna guard you getting break bradles and cradles(peter gunz)Its like plain and simple, the kings of the templeBe the 1st one to bust you like a pimple mother*****erChorus
