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 seein' dough?"
Well, I'm a see to let roadie show,
they wanna try to be my man,
Hang around just to see the plan,
aside my supply is in demand,
Oh fella you come and take a stand?
Now I walk in the door,
they be sayin, "Peter is of the wall,
Love the way he ball, got for all of y'all,
Make ya hit the with the 4s
that be cross to y'all,"
It nothin but the snare and the kitch,
Ron sittin there yo head,
When they where you get this hitch from,
come and get some, Gunz,
They love a one comin with one
And one,
How he the done,
Sayin that you ball with the best, with the
Say you with the boogie white Lex,
around, your girlfriend runnin it down,
Playa hater I'm in yo bathroom, it down,
Peter's just another cat the Bronx,
With the funk, and get the hoppin in the TVs
In trunks,
So tell me you want,
See you got the know------------just be

CHORUS: Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz and Black
somethin',
Now if Gunz money, (yeah yeah)
and gets 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 the--
me that you like it, now
Yeah,

Lord
Ay yo I pull up to the in a brand new Benz,
Me and Track now this we rellies in Rins,
See me behind the of a 6-0-0
Like a to deniro, I'm in,
And then I step outside the like what?
The Benz and the Roleys illuminatin the with the fuck,
I can be toe-up,
I'm cris from the up,
And I'm gettin playas til they throw up,
And I'm in a state of those,
have the world in a zone, in '88
The cities I roam,
New City's my home,
It's money,
So I got my next flooded with
And the Bronx like a of my own,
And I'm the Southeast, part of the Bx,
money ain't a problem
And city blocks from the Bronx
That I 'em in,
Many themselves in the obituary cloumn
they wanna be

Peter
And there ain't
But a blast the past,
I get gas,
Lettin cats know my only mission's gettin cash,

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

Peter
And I'll be movin, groovin, and provin
Lettin niggas what I be doing,
Frontin on will get you fronted

Tariq:
I these cowards wanna kill me,
But it too much
For yall to do it,
Just me, for real 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)
Gunz (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)
Yeah

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