Intro:
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Blackstreet: Peter Gunz (Gunz),
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Lord Tariq (Riq),
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Blackstreet (street),
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in the house, its a mix (mix),
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ugh (ugh), yea ugh (ugh),
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the Gunz (Gunz)
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Peter Gunz:
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It seems like everywhere I go,
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Haters wanna try and stop my flow,
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Sayin, "is he really seein' dough?"
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Well, I'm a see just to let roadie show,
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Then they wanna try to be my man,
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Hang around just to see the mack plan,
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Step aside my supply is in demand,
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Oh fella won't you come and take a stand?
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Now when I walk in the door,
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Girls they be sayin, "Peter is of the wall,
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Love the way he ball, got somethin for all of y'all,
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Make ya hit the floor with the 4s
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that be comin cross to y'all,"
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It ain't nothin but the snare and the kitch,
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Ron sittin there scratchin yo head,
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When they remember where you get this hitch from,
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Wanna come and get some, Gunz,
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They love a one comin with another one
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And another one,
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How he the brother done,
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Sayin that you ball with the best, with the best
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Say you want with the boogie white Lex,
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Comin around, your girlfriend runnin it down,
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Playa hater I'm in yo bathroom, comin it down,
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Peter's just another cat from the Bronx,
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With the funk, and get the hoppin whuppin in the TVs
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In your trunks,
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So tell me what you want,
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See you got the know------------just wanna be
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CHORUS: Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz and Chauncy Black
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Startin' somethin',
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Now if Gunz gets money, (yeah yeah)
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and Lord gets money, (yeah yeah)
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And if y'all get money, (yeah yeah)
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Then we all get money, (yeah yeah)
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And I'm a represent the--ooh, ooh
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Down, down, down, down,
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Do you like it? oh
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Yeah, yeah
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Do you like it, now
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Yeah, yeah
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Now do you like it? oh
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Down, down, down, down
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I represent the--
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Tell me that you like it, now
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Yeah, yeah
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Lord Tariq:
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Ay yo I pull up to the spot in a brand new Benz,
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Me and Track now this cause we rellies in Rins,
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See me behind the wheel of a 6-0-0
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Like a bank to deniro, I'm in,
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And then I step outside the club like what?
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The Benz and the Roleys illuminatin the party with the fuck,
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I can never be toe-up,
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I'm cris from the flow up,
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And I'm gettin playas sick til they throw up,
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And I'm in a minds state of those,
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That have the world in a zone, in '88
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The many cities I roam,
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New York City's my home,
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It's legal money,
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So I got my next flooded with stones
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And the Bronx like a quart of my own,
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And I'm from the Southeast, part of the Bx,
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where money ain't a problem
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And frequent city blocks from the Bronx
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That I haul 'em in,
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Many find themselves in the obituary cloumn
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Cause they wanna be
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CHORUS
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Peter Gunz:
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And there ain't nothin
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But a blast from the past,
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When I get gas,
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Lettin cats know my only mission's gettin cash, fast
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Lord Tariq:
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Better ask the question,
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When the shit hits the fan,
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Do you go and see the Lord about confession?
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Peter Gunz:
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And I'll be movin, groovin, showin and provin
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Lettin niggas know what I be doing,
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Frontin on Peter will get you fronted
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Lord Tariq:
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I said these cowards wanna kill me,
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But it ain't too much
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For yall cats to do it,
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Just seal me, for real B
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CHORUS
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Outro: Chauncy Black
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Now, say it to the world
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Say it out loud
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Say it to the world,
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Say it out loud,
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Whoo-ooh,
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Blackstreet:
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Boogie down (boogie down)
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Peter Gunz (ugh, ugh)
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Lord Tariq (ugh, ugh)
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Chauncy Black (ugh, ugh)
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Dub C (ugh, ugh)
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Blackstreet (ugh, ugh)
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Little man (ugh, ugh)
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In the mix (in the mix) (ugh, ugh)
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Boogie down (boogie down) (ugh, ugh)
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Yeah representin
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Repeat to fade
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Ugh (ugh)
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yeah, ugh (ugh)
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(fade or repeat 7x)
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Startin' Somethin'.
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Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz |