Текстове на песни: Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz. One Life to Live.

Niggas, sick, shit
Now whatchu wanna do, type of niggas
They don't know now, they'll never know, that's how I feel

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 ordered for Bronx niggas

If you want it, I'll head up with the connect just the game of respect
With the game that I shock, throughout the plains of the U.S
Makin' clean to this, which is the killer get killed
So, why carry if you need a gazelle for real

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 [unverified] Rhaki's Isle and Kawasaki [unverified]
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

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 [unverified] kiki-meat [unverified]

The Lord Tariq & PG nigga ain't nothin' happenin'
So I been 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

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

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

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

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 nigga, beep 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

Some say I'm sane, 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

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

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

Yo Gunz, I know there's a lot of niggas schemin' now
'Cause they heard that we got it
I got another clique for niggas lookin' at my pockets
Consider your life equivalent to the shit on my wrist

And while we squeezin', you can think about this
Nigga, six shots to the chest
The other 10 to the head
So even if you got your best, you face the color of dead

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

I do a killing with a smouw
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

It be the Bronx nigga borough of kidnappers and rappers
So wanna guard you getting break bradles and cradles
It's like plain and simple, the kings of the temple
Be the 1st one to bust you like a pimple motherfucker

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

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