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It's Going Down Lyrics

"It's Going Down" was written by Davis, Aldrin/unknown Writer.
"It's Going Down" was written by Davis, Aldrin/unknown Writer.

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Ahh shit!

Yeh, everywhere I go
Nuff gunshot are firin' out the ghetto area seen?
I haffa watch my back too much crack seen?
Watch yourself 'cuz nuff homicide a gwan in de area

I hear some niggaz clockin' major on the other side of town
Strictly slidin' for a proper come up to come around
Called up the homies from way back, who dream of gettin' paid
Then finally get paid with the amount of 80 G's

6:30 layin' in cut, prepare to get ready
Me and Ty grew up, mashin' to get our feddi
Food stamps galore, kick in the door get on the floor
Make sure my homies get away smooth with the dough

A hardcore motherfucker raised up not knowin'
Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin' dope and hoein'
Moms can't tell me shit, I make the rules that I live by
In and out the house, late at night, and plus I got high

The homies influenced me to be the G of all G's
Perfectedly innovated to all my homies
Pull out the Riviera, plus I kick up dust
Pull out the brain, pull out the thang, cock back and bust

It's just some gangsta shit, goin' down on the East side
Some niggaz who died and tried to whoride on mine
Pull on the 7 Carter with the homey Flossy Floss
He's the homey from the beach who's known for takin' off

Pile up the bird then swerve, conversate on smoke and submerge
Finger on the trigger, cons-templatin' on a murder
I mean, takin' life for life, cause it's right
Shit, niggaz gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin'

It's some gangsta shit, that's going down
Homicide, straight murder,homicide
It's some gangsta shit, here in this town
Straight murder, [unverified]

It's some gangsta shit, that's going down
Homicide, straight murder,homicide
It's some gangsta shit, here in this town
Straight murder, [unverified]

Word on the street is that them DPG niggaz shot they homeboy
Now the only sound in the town is gunfire
Going down I sport the crown I give it up on motherfuckers
When I roll through I thought you knew about them doggs in blue

Now forty-five, niggaz bought 'em by the spot
I'm on alert, I'm down to work every nigga that I shot
Niggaz skied out quick, around the block who know we comin' back
Post up early on the attack

Slowly but surely spot an enemy slippin' out his domain
Rode up on him and let him see the twelve gauge
The homie Ty banged him on GP because we stuffed him
Then we bagged him
'Cause he violated the rule of the streets

Two redrums under my belt, it felt good 'bout to murder
Haven't you ever heard of a murderer motherfucker?
'Cause I'm, a straight gangsta, doin' what I feel
Niggaz no need to tempt, for me to kill, straight blastin' the enemy

Can't see the hoes who try to get with me
Understand where I'm comin' from the DP to the G the C
The niggaz who trip, niggaz that dipped
Niggaz that conversate with the Bloods or Crips

It's just a West coast thang, gangsta thang
Niggaz come around here but surely can't hang because-a
We don't hang with no bustas and sho' nuff
Don't hang with no fags and niggaz down to blast, straight merkin'

It's some gangsta shit, that's going down
Homicide, straight murder, homicide
It's some gangsta shit, here in this town
Straight murder, [unverified]
Check it out

I heard niggaz kickin' static makin' noise
Cold hearted wanna get it started with my boys
Automatic toys to tangle with niggaz for profit
Got shit on lockdown cause I lets the Glock spit

Soon as D A Z hits me on my hip, talk about chips
The game run heatin' them clips, the gaze kicks
Automatic tech nine spits, I gotta
Roll with the Pound that's the neighborhood of murder

Am I the only motherfucker ridin?
Am I the only rider but I found a whole pound of niggaz violent
I got the big homey Ty money worldwide
From Portland, Oregon L.A. to the N.Y.

I'm 'bout to crash in your door, unload the double four
Then stash it, then we blasted all we saw
The fo', fo', the fo' double sparkin'
The gang walkin' up your hood like nuttin' but trouble
We straight gangsta shit

That's right
We dat live by de knife will die by de knife
You betta try save your life
On your life dere might be a oversight
Take my advice and jump inna your ride
Don't argue with de Death Row pride

DPG gangstaz they nah make you try
We got keep every stone you keep
In your life, you betta don't feel strife
We dat live by de knife will die by de knife
You betta try save your life

Oh lawd, oh lawd
Homicide, it's a homicide
Oh lawd, oh lawd
Murderah it's a murderah
Oh lawd

We're in this motherfucker
Yo Daz! Ohh shit
Y'all niggaz alright? Man nigga, let's get out this motherfucker
Nigga the cops comin' nigga

Songwriters
DAVIS, ALDRIN/UNKNOWN WRITER

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, NADO MUSIC

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