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(chinese drums and bells combine in a beat)
[older voice starts singing]

[chorus 1]
in this cold world, no matter where i go the crowds are all the same
(uh huh huh huh uh huh let em know)
to them im just a pebble in the sand, a face...without a name

[verse 1]
ya niggas would never understand the calibur im reppin
hoes that im sexin, cribs that ive slept in
cars and stashboxes cash and glocks is kept in
talk how im steppin, representin the weapon
sex, money and murder - have it, got it and do it
set it, plot it to get it
southeast bx, the soundview area
black lex gs tan leather interior
moves in atlanta, meetins in alabama
cold blue steel under the green bandana
i copped raw yay on broadway from bananas
hoop fully eqipped wit chips and scanners
not a motherfuckin shit? uh
i see through yuor propaganda
yo partner told me yo paper proper in savanna
if lifes a bitch..i gotta have her
whateva! aint shit gonna work unles we all work together.

[chorus 2]
in this cold world, i struggle to survive and sometimes i would fall
(uh huh huh huh uh huh let em know)
you think someone would lend a helpin hand, they choose to see me crawl

[verse 2]
yo, yo i had dreams i pitched quarters wit rich portage
drove miles kin chows, all in the feds files
back before niggas wrap my chains and rings
i was teachin new york niggas how to slang them things
shit check the credits, no mutes and no edits
these walkinletters after the cheddar
blue, red and yellow, it cant get no better
fuck banners, bandanas all colors - star-spangled
from militants and gangstas, i covered all angles
do a hit and twist a story until its all tangled
speak when spoken spoken cuz i undertandthe langua

{chorus 1}

[verse 3]
yo, yeah, yo, yo lord tariq, soundview aint bout it, we of it
round the world they respect my gangsta, gotta love it
laws made to be broken, im tall - i stand above it
stashin keys in a sugar bowl, inside the cupboard
rap nigga, billion dollar industry to bronx, im of it
step wide, if you steppin wrong - get you stomped or smothered
- got undercovers through the jet, sun covered
- got beat walkers runnin out out the jets like faggots
- got niggas sellin gats
- got gangstas sellin hoes and hash for twenty-foura grand
know your math
- got newborn gs break a scheme and plot
- got forever thugs - they 40 and still on the block
- got niggas in they jetsuits - gun dont pop?
i think not, you gotta blast to get what little we got
got coke crack and crack to smack spots
no main roads, just boondocks and back blocks in...

{chorus 2}

[verse 4]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yeah, yo
ya niggas feel froggy? then leap, yeah, you hard wit the heat
but im hard to defeat, the lord-to-the-riq
bow down, say a payer, knees to the concrete
take you off on your feet, have you barf on the street
dont even bother to speak
cuz bronx here, games over
lows the lazarus? to get you high, beat ya sober
tech flame spit wit more range than a rover
4.8 gats knockin jay-hovas


446 kez okundu

lord tariq and peter gunz en ok okunan 10 arks

1. who am i
2. startin somethin
3. we will ball
4. keep on
5. massive heat
6. one life to live
7. make it reign
8. streets da stage
9. a night in the bronx with lord and gunz
10. this cold world

lord tariq and peter gunz arklar
Not: lord tariq and peter gunz ait mp3 bulunmamaktadr ltfen satn alnz.

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