Its Goin` Down lyrics

Artist  : Outsidaz 
Song : Its Goin` Down



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[Young Zee]

I from the place where if your motherfuckin jury
gleam gleamin

Like Jay shit you takin' off your bracelet

My niggas start wilin' I'm gonna let 'em do
them

They gonna start shootin, I'ma make sure they
take ya new rims

I'm making it all on zoom lens and tell a
story

With a body in my trunk like N.O.R.E. ya tape
corny

I push a Porsche like Mike Lorri, what'choo
think?

Takin' niggas diamonds like I'm Mister Pink

I doin this to the death 'til I take six in the
chest

Bustin that cops ???, resistin arrest

Rob you with no gun, here take yo' Lexus

Trade it with my man for them two CRX's

To my hoes I'm Snoopy, you be Woodchuck

Ya pussy be good luck, I don't let nobody in my
hood fuck

I neva wait or hesitate, there be anotha nigga
there naked

Jumpin outta that bitch wet in ???

Singin...



Hook 1:



Captivated by the sound

Turn it up, play it loud

Steady boys, stand'cha ground

Thats the way its going down

La la la la laaaaa

La la la la la laaaaaa

La la la la laaaaa

Thats the way its going down



[Pacewon]

Yo, yo

We write the songs like Biz that got everybody
jockin

With Rhymes like Busta we keep the party
rockin

OutWorld music tight like your mommies
stockings

Our services cost more than Johnny Cockran

I got my hand on my gauge, man on a rage

Wild, push ya man off the stage, he land on his
face

Y'all wanna battle with Pace, fan you and say

Might pull a gat from the waist, blast you with
eight

Mad slugs, you'll be bleedin from the ass up

Mad blood, enough to fill up any bath tub

If you got street smarts you betta use 'em

I take out a couple like a two-some

Two non-descript kids talkin out loud on how they
flip bricks

Its like we buyin a truck that only fit six

Unheard of, both hands on my burna'

Flesh wound niggas, y'all don't really want
murda



[Axe]

Anymore movement, even a slight twitch'll further
the crisis

Trife is a cereal killer, murder with ice
picks

Tagged you on ya temple twice kid which left you
lifeless

Hit your honey to hard, with twenty two bars of
precise'ness

Pass the bone and watch how stoned I get

And ain't nothin fuckin with the chrome I
grip

Can't atone for the domes I split

The trife is, I'm beatin down cops with they own
nightsticks

Get locked up at four-thirty I'll just phone my
chick

Don't matter what the bail is, I'll be home by
six

I'm tight, bitches grab my biscuits slap 'em
twice with it

Gonna sell more albums than those Spice
bitches

I'm nice with it, holy like Christ scriptures

All the mullah, the best yet sendin death threats
thru ya computer

I we got the buddha, copped the ruger

bullets rockin through ya, BOO-YAH

Your brains on the nigga next to ya



Hook 2:



We run your little bitch ass down

You're standin on shaky ground

Paranoid to move around

Thats the way its going down

La la la la laaaaa

La la la la la laaaaaa

Lal la la la laaaaa

Thats the way its going down



[Yah Yah]

I'm not to be crossed, your postures soft

I'll dump off ??? and pasta sauce, huh

It took a fellow two beat downs and bullet

For him to understand Outsidaz don't bullshit

I unload a whole clip of Scarecrows
four-fifth

I roast ?toe tips? the forceps started to roast
shit

So what, your hoe bitch loves to blow dicks

For four sticks she blew me and my whole
click

You testin me with certain things I don't want to
argue

I'm gonna get you for your chi-chi-chi-change and
your car too

You a DC comic, I'm a Marvel

The black-fire-bill marshall, ill aresenal



Hook 1