Seven - It's Goin' Down lyrics

(Hook) It's goin down We do this here, we ain't tripping off fame Put us in the game end up with a stupid cheer So you be clearing my lane It's goin down The troops is near, deuce clique is my game Fully active through your area code Like you ain't know that we bang It's goin down (Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun) In my home town we don't f** around And we turnt up Oven mittens I carry heat So you turkey n***as get burnt up Beef eater one hundred proof Might f** around and get murked bruh Water smoking, pot or token This 80 babies gon hurt something Deuce clique is my gang lane Got an episode on A&E Where I live is like good time But it's hood grind cause we ball to eat 39th down to 27th Then down north got them birds cheap Ain't talking chicken but it's finger licking When you're counting paper from the curb seat Sitting home with this chopper co*ked and locked and off with this vodka Poppin molly brought to their gauges Spooked and paranoid with my partners Got bout 20 grand in my pocket Damn near 50 more in my closet Every b**h around me get naked Still can't trust the ho is my logic Around this black gold Keep my enemies close to me it's my trap code Toast up, Brim, BG, and Skatta Then tails rattled he blacked on Show Me State be showing out Let n***as know that we on now 9/11 flight 93 So hope you n***as know (Hook) x2 (Verse 2: Snug Brim) Catch me ridin round with my reefa Whiskey all in my cup Money all in my pocket n***a Pistol right by my gut Deuce clique when I'm reppin mane 5 star I'm a general Get the poppin' off at your gum shoes I'mma break it down to the mineral (to the mineral) With the business dough Kutty called and I'm showing now Pulling up with them feeling drums Got them different strokes gotta freeze your mouth I be on piaza loud, bees with what them G's about Creeping in these streets Can get you leak complete with cheese for mouses Public houses, we come from that Mob ville with them gang bangers Thangs hanger, lumberjacks Skinny jeans we don't f** with that The definition of a block monster Kansas city on the side of my helmet Clips longer than a black mamba We made for drama, stay tullied up This is the Show Me Stizzle Playboy we rude as f** You and ya dude get touched For all them funny stares Or it will be going down Have goonies everywhere (Hook) x2 (Verse 3: BG Bulletwound) And I'm dopest in it's purest form a head honcho Was at the blocko when I'm hopping on a bronco Motherf**ers better be alarmed I got it n***a Get it , pack it, move it, push it, get it, gone Make a motherf**er wanna spend it on Deuce clique n***as on a mission (AW!) n***as raw, but you n***as thought we was going somewhere Hsst n***as, naw Been up in the lab getting head from a bada** b**h Never ever took a minute off Told y'all n***as, it be goin down Every time we come, it be goin down Off up in the MO, or I'm in another town Tell the bartender, go bring another round Knife's off in my pocket, got them j**els off in my chain Got them hoes screaming out Jeezy riding with Kutty off in that Range I done told y'all the sh** bang Cause we make the sh** look easy Now you wanna bite the n***a little style Cause the cash money up, young Weezy Dip n***a, stay dipped n***a Beamed all up for them crip n***as I told you all n***as I'm a trip n***a Smoke me a dip and I flip n***as Hit it for a twist on you b**h n***as Robin Hood coming for you rich n***as Get five mics when I spit n***a BG Bulletwound plus a clip n***a (Hook) x2