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Michael Jackson - Startin Somethin Lyrics

[Intro]
Blackstreet: Peter Gunz (Gunz)
Lord Tariq (Riq)
Blackstreet (street)
In the house, its a mix (mix)
Ugh (ugh), yea ugh (ugh)
The Gunz (Gunz)

[Verse 1: Peter Gunz]
It seems like everywhere I go
Haters wanna try and stop my flow
Sayin', "Is he really seein' dough?"
Well, I'm a see just to let roadie show
Then they wanna try to be my man
Hang around just to see the mack plan
Step aside my supply is in demand
Oh fella won't you come and take a stand?
Now when I walk in the door
Girls they be sayin', "Peter is off the wall
Love the way he ball, got somethin' for all of y'all
Make ya hit the floor with the 4s
That be comin' cross to y'all
It ain't nothin' but the snare and the kitch
Ron sittin' there scratchin' yo head
When they remember where you get this hitch from
Wanna come and get some, Gunz
They love a one comin' with another one
And another one
How he the brother done
Sayin' that you ball with the best, with the best
Say you want with the boogie white Lex
Comin' around, your girlfriend runnin' it down
Playa hater I'm in yo bathroom, comin' it down
Peter's just another cat from the Bronx
With the funk, and get the hoppin' whuppin in the TVs
In your trunks
So tell me what you want
See you got the know------------just wanna be
[Chorus: Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz & Chauncy Black]
Startin' somethin'
Now if Gunz gets money, (yeah yeah)
And Lord gets money, (yeah yeah)
And if y'all get money, (yeah yeah)
Then we all get money, (yeah yeah)
And I'm a represent the--ooh, ooh
Down, down, down, down
Do you like it? oh
Yeah, yeah
Do you like it, now
Yeah, yeah
Now do you like it? oh
Down, down, down, down
I represent the--
Tell me that you like it, now
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Lord Tariq]
Ay yo I pull up to the spot in a brand new Benz
Me and Track now this cause we rellies in Rins
See me behind the wheel of a 6-0-0
Like a bank to deniro, I'm in
And then I step outside the club like what?
The Benz and the Roleys illuminatin' the party with the fuck
I can never be toe-up
I'm cris from the flow up
And I'm gettin' playas sick til they throw up
And I'm in a minds state of those
That have the world in a zone, in '88
The many cities I roam
New York City's my home
It's legal money
So I got my next flooded with stones
And the Bronx like a quart of my own
And I'm from the Southeast, part of the Bx
Where money ain't a problem
And frequent city blocks from the Bronx
That I haul 'em in
Many find themselves in the obituary column
'Cause they wanna be
CHORUS

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

Lord Tariq:
Better ask the question
When the shit hits the fan
Do you go and see the Lord about confession?

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

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

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

Blackstreet:
Boogie down (boogie down)
Peter Gunz (ugh, ugh)
Lord Tariq (ugh, ugh)
Chauncy Black (ugh, ugh)
Dub C (ugh, ugh)
Blackstreet (ugh, ugh)
Little man (ugh, ugh)
In the mix (in the mix) (ugh, ugh)
Boogie down (boogie down) (ugh, ugh)
Yeah representin

Repeat to fade
Ugh (ugh)
Yeah, ugh (ugh)
(fade or repeat 7x)