Its goin’ Down

Come on

[Fredro Starr:]
Hey yo it's going down
It's going down, it's going brazey
Heard niggas got shot up in the cabeyzey
Don't get amped up
Don't get your mans to shoot up your lamb' truck
Pops clocked, hit the outclip from the Bentley

Yo
You see that watch, take it
You see that chain, take it
[?] you don't take it off, just fucking yank it
Don't fuck with [?]
Fuck around and catch a buck and change
Nigga it's not a fucking game

[Sticky Fingaz:]
You keep rob for your fucking chain
You fucking lame
Think niggas is fucking playing, nah
Nigga we bang bang we still with the same game
Niggas a maintain, still with that think game

Get him for his shoes in the parking lot
Put the gun inside his mouth, he likes to talk a lot
That shit's torture, sticky, unorthodox
Came straight from up the block
Grabbed him from off the top

Nigga the flow is impeccable
You just fucking, who the hell is this nigga I stepped to you
They feed you the dogs, if there is anything left of you
I do the shit you never do
In person for a better view

Don't fuck around and get your throat cut
Being a nuisance, that will only get you roped up
Don't get your hopes up [?]
Yeah I did that shit
Motherfucker so what?

It's going down, it's going down
Going down
It's going down, it's going down
Going down
It's going down, it's going down
Going down
It's going down, it's going down
Going down
It's going down, it's going down
Going down
It's going down, it's going down
Going down