Luyện nghe bài hát Startin' Somethin'.

Blackstreet: Gunz (Gunz),
Lord (Riq),
(street),
in the house, its a mix (mix),
ugh (ugh), yea ugh (ugh),
the (Gunz)

Gunz:
It like everywhere I go,
Haters wanna try and my flow,
Sayin, "is he really dough?"
Well, I'm a see just to let show,
Then they try to be my man,
around just to see the mack plan,
Step my supply is in demand,
Oh fella won't you come and a stand?
Now when I in the door,
they be sayin, "Peter is of the wall,
Love the way he ball, got for all of y'all,
ya hit the floor with the 4s
that be cross to y'all,"
It ain't but the snare and the kitch,
Ron sittin scratchin yo head,
When they remember you get this hitch from,
Wanna and get some, Gunz,
love a one comin with another one
And one,
How he the done,
that you ball with the best, with the best
Say you want with the white Lex,
around, your girlfriend runnin it down,
Playa I'm in yo bathroom, comin it down,
Peter's just another cat the Bronx,
With the funk, and get the whuppin in the TVs
In trunks,
So tell me you want,
See you got the wanna be

CHORUS: Tariq, Peter Gunz and Chauncy Black
somethin',
Now if Gunz money, (yeah yeah)
and Lord money, (yeah yeah)
And if get money, (yeah yeah)
we all get money, (yeah yeah)
And I'm a the--ooh, ooh
Down, down, down, down,
Do you it? oh
Yeah,
Do you it, now
Yeah,
Now do you it? oh
Down, down, down,
I represent
Tell me you like it, now
Yeah,

Lord
Ay yo I pull up to the spot in a new Benz,
Me and Track now this cause we in Rins,
See me behind the of a 6-0-0
Like a to deniro, I'm in,
And I step outside the club like what?
The Benz and the illuminatin the party with the fuck,
I can be toe-up,
I'm cris from the up,
And I'm gettin sick til they throw up,
And I'm in a minds of those,
That have the in a zone, in '88
The cities I roam,
New City's my home,
It's money,
So I got my next flooded stones
And the Bronx a quart of my own,
And I'm from the Southeast, of the Bx,
where money ain't a
And frequent blocks from the Bronx
That I 'em in,
Many find in the obituary cloumn
they wanna be

Peter
And there nothin
But a from the past,
I get gas,
Lettin cats know my only mission's gettin cash,

Lord
ask the question,
When the shit the fan,
Do you go and see the about confession?

Peter
And I'll be movin, groovin, showin and
niggas know what I be doing,
Frontin on Peter get you fronted

Tariq:
I said these wanna kill me,
But it ain't too
For cats to do it,
Just seal me, for B

Outro: Black
Now, say it to the
Say it out
Say it to the world,
Say it out loud,
Whoo-ooh,

Boogie (boogie down)
Peter (ugh, ugh)
Lord (ugh, ugh)
Chauncy (ugh, ugh)
Dub C (ugh, ugh)
(ugh, ugh)
man (ugh, ugh)
In the mix (in the mix) (ugh, ugh)
Boogie (boogie down) (ugh, ugh)
representin

Repeat to
Ugh (ugh)
yeah, ugh (ugh)
(fade or 7x)