Daz Dillinger - It's Going Down lyrics

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Daz Dillinger - It's Going Down lyrics

Ah sh**! Yeah Everywhere I go 'Nough gunshot are firin' out the ghetto area seen? I hava watch my back Too much crack seen? Watch yourself 'cause 'nough homicide a gwan in de area I hear some n***as 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 motherf**er raised up not knowin' Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin' dope and hoein' Moms can't tell me sh**, 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 Perfectly innovated to all my homies Pull out the Riviera, plus I kick up dust Pull out the brain, pull out the thing, co*k back and bust It's just some gangsta sh**, goin down on the Eastside Some n***as who died and tried to who ride 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, contemplatin' on a murder I mean, takin life 'for life, cause it's right sh**, n***as gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin' [Chorus: x2] It's some gangsta sh**, that's going down Homicide, straight murder/homicide It's some gangsta sh**, here in this town Straight murder Word on the street is that them D-P-G n***as shot they homeboy Now the only sound in the town is gunfire Going down I sport the crown I give it up on motherf**ers When I roll through I thought you knew about them Doggs in blue Now forty-five, n***as bought em by the spot I'm on alert I'm down to work every n***a that I shot n***as 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 homey 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 motherf**er? Cause I'm, a straight gangsta, doin' what I feel n***as no need to tempt, for me to k**, straight blastin' The enemy, can't see the hoes who try to get with me Understand where I'm comin' from the D-P to the G-the-see The n***as who trip, n***as that dipped n***as that conversate with the Bloods or Crips It's just a West coast thang, gangsta thing n***as 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 f*gs and n***as down to blast, straight merkin [Chorus] Check it out I heard n***as kickin' static makin' noise Cold hearted want to get it started with my boys Automatic toys to tangle with n***as for profit Got sh** on lock down 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 motherf**er ridin'? Am I the only rider but I found a whole pound of n***as 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 nothin' but trouble We straight gangsta sh** [Prince Ital] 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 ad-vice and jump in a your ride Don't are-gue with de d**h Row pride D-P-G gangstas 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 motherf**er Yo Daz! Oh sh**! Y'all n***as alright? Man n***a let's get out this motherf**er n***a the cops comin n***a!

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