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(feat. B-Legit, E-40, Kerry, Mack 10, Rappin' 4-Tay) |
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[Celly Cel] |
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At least 360 degrees and slidin' to the function |
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Sherley-locks in my hair, yelling 'Bump Something' |
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Menage-a-toi, need about three with me in this spot |
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Mixing up my Drizze while they stizz up on that row, but |
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See, I'm a ridah, when I flash it ain't nowhere to hide ya |
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I'm right besides ya 'bout to let these thangs all up inside ya |
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There aint no sense tryin' to knock a playa for the way he lounge |
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Even the haters in your town sing it's going down |
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[Rappin' 4-Tay] |
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Up in the spot, fool got popped, killed a cop, jumped in a drop |
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That was the life he lived but now it's honded |
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Imagine your Don posted on America's Most Wanted |
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They flowned it and locked him up for conniving |
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Whether the strong surviving |
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Or getting pimped by the system |
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I still be 4 1 5 ing it down to the V |
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With that fool Celly C E L L |
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Shakin' it, breakin' it, movin' it with this clientele |
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With this underground, it's going down |
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Ha ha |
| [1: Celly Cel (Kerry)] |
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Ride with your foes (It's going down) |
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Sideways in a cloud of smoke (It's going down) |
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Bumping 'til your amps blow (It's going down) |
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'Cuz you know it's going down for sure |
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(Tonight it goes down) |
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Ride with your foes (It's going down) |
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Sideways in a cloud of smoke (It's going down) |
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Bumping 'til your amps blow (It's going down) |
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'Cuz you know it's going down for sure |
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(Tonight it goes down) |
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[E-40] |
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Get up, uh, I'd like to, uh, dig you when I dug |
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Biatches ask mah 'How deep is your love?' |
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Grew up on deck ,who put dem hickeys on your neck? |
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Ugh, how many babies did you make off that Keith Sweat? |
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Don't even trip it's all labexibiali fitty |
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Hit the clubs and act bad, get them biatches ready |
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Up on release 'fore they use a cow piece |
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You hardly war makin', drinkin', shootin' me out, it's soft |
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[B-Legit] |
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I ride the Benzo, Bill Clinton, presidential |
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Out the window, never been, though |
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Type that get the party loud trunkin' |
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So they can hear me, I keep 'em leery |
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With twamps on the S Series |
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And Cruise Control, gonna take 'em where them hoochies roll |
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If for some ho, them hoochies down in Celly, so |
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So, when you see me double-parked, flashing hazard lights |
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You get it right, cuz, man, it's going down tonight |
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[Repeat 1] |
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[Mack 10] |
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West Side! You know who he be Hoo Banging |
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It's that killer Mack 10, Inglewood swingin' |
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They connect gangin' and ya know that's how it go |
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Although it ain't gonna be easy but believe me, dog |
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It's gonna be off the heezy fo' sheezy |
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And if it ain't her, I laugh it off like a joke |
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And I grab my AK cuz I spray up anybody for my folks in the Bay |
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On real, homeboy, I'm a killer |
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I leave their shirts soakin', no jokin' |
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So if it's going down tonight |
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I be on the first thing smokin', so holler at me |
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[Celly Cel] |
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It's going down so majorly my pager battery |
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Stay on low cells while I'm trying to get some mo' mail |
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Dodgin' hot ones, makin' liquor store runs |
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Creepin' through the city streets, pervin' in the Mo 1 |
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Can't get wrapped up in that "He said she said" |
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What was said already did, runnin' your mouth will get you filled with lead |
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So I stay real, soakin' that game outta the hills |
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Ridin' with that Mazda sound |
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Now you know it's going down |
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[Repeat 1 to fade] |
![It's Goin' Down [2F Remix]](/storage/9/85176.jpg "It's Goin' Down [2F Remix]")