[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Cross Bronx with Gunz, my man
On the South Side of town wit a brick in my hand
Forrest (Melrose), McKinley (The Boulevard)
Washington (Patterson), Courtland (Uh)
I'm on the Cross Bronx with Gunz, my man
On the South Side of town wit a brick in my hand
Brook Ave. (Cypress), Hunts Point (Saint John)
Little Vil (Trinity), Creston (Walton)
[Verse 1: Peter Gunz]
Yo, I had a dream that a team had a scheme keepin' the beam
On my head like a infrared he's dead, but I redeem
Now I'm back, nigga, it's on, nigga, run, nigga, Joe nigga
Pun nigga, Lord nigga, Gunz, motherfuckers ain't really knowin'
I'm really goin' and feelin' I'm showin'
That my main objective is Benz and Lexuses
Cop Rolexeses, get bigot in Tеxases
So fierce bitchеs they be callin' me exorcist
Far from a devil, I'm God, I mean I'm Gunz
And I shine like sun, rhyme like none
Find my gun, got beef with this nigga with hits and shit
Chips and shit, run around here switchin' shit
Tellin' people don't play that, you gotta play this
Tellin' crew you ain't sayin' that, you gotta say this
You can't wear that, you gotta wear this, well hear this
I'll go in yo chest and leave you earless
Cross Bronx with Gunz, my man
On the South Side of town wit a brick in my hand
Forrest (Melrose), McKinley (The Boulevard)
Washington (Patterson), Courtland (Uh)
I'm on the Cross Bronx with Gunz, my man
On the South Side of town wit a brick in my hand
Brook Ave. (Cypress), Hunts Point (Saint John)
Little Vil (Trinity), Creston (Walton)
[Verse 1: Peter Gunz]
Yo, I had a dream that a team had a scheme keepin' the beam
On my head like a infrared he's dead, but I redeem
Now I'm back, nigga, it's on, nigga, run, nigga, Joe nigga
Pun nigga, Lord nigga, Gunz, motherfuckers ain't really knowin'
I'm really goin' and feelin' I'm showin'
That my main objective is Benz and Lexuses
Cop Rolexeses, get bigot in Tеxases
So fierce bitchеs they be callin' me exorcist
Far from a devil, I'm God, I mean I'm Gunz
And I shine like sun, rhyme like none
Find my gun, got beef with this nigga with hits and shit
Chips and shit, run around here switchin' shit
Tellin' people don't play that, you gotta play this
Tellin' crew you ain't sayin' that, you gotta say this
You can't wear that, you gotta wear this, well hear this
I'll go in yo chest and leave you earless
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