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Deja Vu Lyrics - Singles - Lord Tariq & 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 family roam 

 

Hoe, damn 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, Don P, Mo' with pistol 

Just 'cause I'm pissy, don't mean you should mis doubt 

 

Keep 'em near da fifties and hundreds all arranged 

Anything less than that, you keep the change 

Not filthy rich but bitch, 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 dick 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 sex 

And I wave techs on sets that be tryin' to flex 

Like Dex, nigga, God rest your soul 

But when you're playin' cards for Gunz, it ain't time to fold, hoe 

 

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 shit on lock 

Strapped with the glock, runnin' up in yo' spot 

 

But if it wasn't for the Bronx 

This rap shit probably never would be going on 

So tell me where you from? Uptown, baby, uptown, baby 

We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby 

We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby 

 

Yo, the RM 80 is parked in the lot 

Right next to the Mercedes, keep the heat cocked 

For these blocks that are shady, you're crazy if you walk around 

Thinking shit's gravy, stop me? Maybe 

 

I'm livin' life lawless, makin' big investments 

On them 8 class flawless and hoes call us 

I'm comfortable like Ricarro, 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 Pharaoh, bought a new five 

With the snitches for these hoes, trunk 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 shit? 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' bitch when I'm roamin' about 

And put a eye on yo' lip, nigga, watch yo' mouth 

I'm from the Bronx, wipe yo' feet when you step in my house 

'Cause you'se a small-time nigga, 'bout a half an ounce now 

 

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 shit on lock 

Strapped with the glock, runnin' up in yo' spot 

 

But if it wasn't for the Bronx 

This rap shit probably never would be going on 

So tell me where you from? Uptown, baby, uptown, baby 

We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby 

We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby 

 

Peter Gunz like what? The Lord Tariq is like what? 

Soundview like what? One-seventy-fourth like what? 

Money Boss like what? The Gun Runners like what? 

And KNS like what? And Uptown like what? 

 

Shaolin, 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 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group

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