Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz - One Life to Live lyrics

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Intro: Peter Gunz

Niggas, sick, shit

Lord Tariq:

Now whatchu wanna do, type of niggas

Peter Gunz:

They don't know now, they'll never know, that's how I feel

Verse 1:Lord Tariq

And on the seventh day the Lord made money

On the sixth day, I busted my gun

500 000 is not half of one

Caught the keys akisane for 63 hundred on sale I ordere for Bronx niggas

If you want it, I'll head up with the connect just the game of respect

With the game that I schock, througout the plains of the U.S

Makin clean to this, which is the killer get killed

So why carry if you need a gaselle for real

Peter Gunz:

Yo, when I caught my gun charge, your felony

Niggas ve tellin me, Gunz instead of totin guns

It's all about guns, instead of bustin guns

Nigga get funds and let these niggas know you be the one

So I'm in ?Rhaki's Isle and Kawasaki?

Wrote letters for clans, you never got at me

You heard the block on your phone so I never call

But I know one day I'll be home to dog

And watch you niggas fall

Lord Tariq:

Aiyyo Gunz, move in silence I push that the street

On blocks to Black streets where the murders was meet

And stash money keeps a nigga standing on his feet

And best believe that we play for ?kiki-meat?

The Lord Tariq & PG nigga ain't nothin happenin

So I beeen to the weese, my cars matching the platinum

You think that you's a star, can't happen

Can put down the mics, pull up the girls to get the clappin what

Chorus: Peter Gunz

You got one life to live, one gun to bust

One nigga to save, one nigga to rush

It's all about sex, money, life or death

You gotta make a choice is it right or left

Lord Tariq:

You got one life to live, one gun to bust

One nigga to save, one nigga to rush

It's all about sex, money, life or death

You gotta make a choice is it right or left

Verse 2: Peter Gunz

All my 74 put down a real meeting

Busting the motherfucking gun out

In case a nigga run up, keep a nigga done up

Dark the sun up, be ready to flee

Yo Lord, tell em where you be

Lord Tariq:

Catch me in the Bronx on cosy, surrounded by thug niggas

No love niggas, givin nigga rob, nigga what nigga

Feel a nigga out first avoiding bug niggas

Breaking brand was a big name drug-nigga

Tell me is it in my blood, nigga what?

Deal goin down the park, don't wanna cut, get cut the fuck up

You niggas lust to bust guns, the way a nigga bust none

Nigga trust none, my bust guns will trust funds

So if you ever need a niggabeep me 911

And watch how quick nigga come to leave another num

I'm from Soundview projects where all my niggas from

And uptown just respect to call another nigga dumb

Peter Gunz:

Some say I'm sain, some say I'm off

Label me Roc-a-feller cause I'm hot like stars

I wanna test arousa but I settle for a paw

Shit, you ask me why, let that motherfucker go

Green back, it's time to lean back and set the roll

And if so, your money from this music should I throw

Your rap-shit is platinum, but that other shit is gold

When I see my money-wise, that other shit gotta go

Chrous

Verse 3:Lord Tariq

Yo Gunz, I know there's a lot of niggas scheamin now

Cause they heard that we got it

(Peter Gunz)

I got another clique for niggas lookin at my pockets

Consider 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 head

So 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 it

But keep an eye on your walk, you gots ta take these bullets with it

(Lord Tariq)

Like blaouw!

Y'all niggas know the deal now, I'm foul

I do a killing with a smouw

(Peter Gunz)

Now how the fuck you're gonna rumble with the biggest niggas

With the biggest triggers and Cali-figures

That's steady blasting on you bitch niggas

(Lord Tariq)

It be the Bronx nigga borough of kidnappers and rappers

So wanna guard you getting break bradles and cradles

(Peter Gunz)

It's like plain and simple, the kings of the temple

Be the 1st one to bust you like a pimple motherfucker

Chorus