[Peter Gunz]
 New York to the heart, but got love for all
 Lie and die in the fire, where I learned to ball
 Uptown is the place where I lay my dome
 On the streets of the Bronx where my fa-mi-ly roam
 Hoe [bad word] it, we home, Peter got a nine millimeter
 Playa haters can feel the flame from my heater
 I never really liked to play a fool like that
 But I love to succeed and see foes fall flat...
 ... splat, like Deja Vu
 And I got another clip that'll daze y'all crew
 I sip Cristal, Dom P, Mo' with pist-al
 Just cause I'm [bad word]  don't mean you should misdoubt
 Keep em near da fifties and, hundreds all arranged
 Anything less than that, you keep the change
 Not filthy rich, but [bad word] I'm barely broke
 Blessed with flows that keep you hooked like dope
 Friends call me Gunz, sons call me trife
 Cause I'm quick to slide off and slide this [bad word] up in your wife
 And that's life, you should learn how to treat her
 I guarantee Peter, knows how to eat her
 and beat her, niggaz in the Bronx call me Lex
 cause I push a Lex, and I rock a Rolex
 and I lounge on Lex', and I love 
 And I wave techs on sets that be tryin to flex
 Like Dex, [bad word] God rest your soul 
 But when you're playin cards for Gunz, it ain't time to fold, ho
 [bad word]  Peter Gunz, Lord Tariq (two parts)
 [Peter Gunz]
 New York niggaz got crazy game
 But outta town niggaz is all the same
 Brooklyn niggaz get crazy loot
 That's because when it's beef they ain't scared to shoot
 Harlem niggaz know how to play
 Mack the 600, gettin crazy pay
 Niggaz outta Queens got [bad word] on lock
 Strapped with the [bad word] up in yo' spot
 [Lord Tariq]
 But if it wasn't for the Bronx
 this rap [bad word] probably never would be going on
 so tell me where you from?
 PG: Uptown baby, uptown baby
 PG: We gets down baby, up for the crown baby
 (repeat 2X)
 [Lord Tariq]
 Yo, the RM-80, is parked in the lot
 Right next to the Mercedes, keep the heat [bad word]  For these blocks that are shady, you're crazy if you walk around
 thinking [bad word] s gravy; stop me? Maybe
 I'm livin life lawless, makin big investments
 on them 8-class flawless, and hoes call us
 [bad word] like Ri-carro, two quarters of my life
 walkin roads type narrow, deep thoughts which I abide by
 Puffin high, got my mind's eye, points sharper
 than an arrow gettin high, keep your eye on the sparrow
 Riches like the pharoahe, bought a new five
 with the snitches for these hoes, [bad word] full of ammo
 Keep my toast closer than most niggaz keep they own shadow
 and I strap for my foes like a saddle
 I rock stones, other niggaz rock gravel
 Talk [bad word]  Whatever have you, I'm from Soundview
 Bronx most wanted, front get confronted
 Playa, we rollin deep in the one point five hundreds
 Like Big I., red eyed, mad blunted
 You step outside and get blooded have your whole block flooded
 With the Bronx it's a warnin, stormin guns out
 From, Dusk Til Dawn and it's on, no doubt
 Keep a eye on yo' [bad word] when I'm roamin about
 And put a eye on yo' lip [bad word]  watch yo' mouth
 I'm from the Bronx, wipe yo' feet when you step in my house
 cause youse a small-time [bad word]  bout a half an ounce now
 [bad word]  Outro: Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz
 Uh, Peter Gunz like what
 Uh, The Lord Tariq is like what
 Uh, Soundview like what
 Uh, one-seventy-fourth like what
 Uh, Money Boss like what
 Uh, The [bad word] like what
 Uh, and KNS like what
 Uh, and Uptown like what
 Shao-lin, play, play on
 Strong Isle, play play on and a
 Mt. Vern, play play on
 And Yonkers, play play on and a
 Puttin' it down for N.Y. ya know what I mean
 N.Y. and world wide