Blackstreet: Peter Gunz (Gunz)
Lord Tariq (Riq) blackstreet (street)
In the house, it's a mix (mix)
Ugh (ugh) , yea ugh (ugh) the Gunz (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
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
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
Say you want with the boogie white Lex
Your girlfriend runnin' it down
Playa hater I'm in yo bathroom
Peter's just another cat from the Bronx
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
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
Me and Track now this cause
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'
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
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
Many find themselves in the obituary column
Peter Gunz: And there ain't nothin
But a blast from the past when I get gas
Mission's gettin cash, fast
Lord Tariq: Better ask the question
When the shit hit's the fan
Do you go and see the Lord about confession?
And I'll be movin, groovin, showin and provin
Lettin niggas know what I be doing
Frontin on Peter will get you fronted
I said these cowards wanna kill me
But it ain't too much for yall cats to do it
Now, say it to the world say it out loud
Say it to the world say it out loud
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, ugh (ugh, fade or repeat 7x)