| It’s goin’down tonight, you know I gots to go get fitted
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| Hit the mall to get it, then I stop to get my hair
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| Twisted up in pony tails
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| Then sell a bill, back to the grain
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| And let my peoples know, you know it’s goin’down tonight
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| Merry livin'
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| I got the 4−1-1 on the bumpin'
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| We ridin’we them heat, as if they funk
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| And them we dumpin'
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| I’m slumpin’in the meantime
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| My speakers is jumpin’up out they box
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| I see these broads choosin', man they sprung on my Shirly locks
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| Ugh, made the block
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| And they was all up on my bumper
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| Tryin’to pull me over
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| But now I gets a nothin’when I’m sober
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| Hit the gas and smoked it up, smashed off, I’m outtie
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| Bendin’corners, laughin’cuz I left they car cloudy
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| Went to my partna house and they was postin', splittin', Vegas
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| Bet 5 dollas a game on Mat and 95 on Sega
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| Taggin’out the room, fools layin’on the ground
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| They better have some get back cuz tonight it’s goin’down
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| 1 — It’s goin’down tonight
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| Tonight it goes down
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| It’s goin’down tonight
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| Tonight it goes down
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| It’s goin’down tonight
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| Tonight it goes down
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| It’s goin’down tonight
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| Tonight it’s gonna go down
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| Closed up shop on the Sega, now we slammin’bones
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| Up in my hood, it’s on, we make a casino up out yo’home
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| Head up, I sets 'em down fast for the stash
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| Yellin’stand up! |
| when you pass
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| Turn over your bones and give me your cash
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| I hit the store with the money I won to get me a 4−0
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| A double O on the scene, I’m a O-G on the ink fo’sho'
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| I get twisted up in knots, ?per? |
| straight sloppy
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| Prize breaders on my nuts and haters wanna knock me Can’t understand how deep I get
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| When I split this real on real da real
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| Straight up out they heels due
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| In a minute we’ll still talk
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| Boots stompin', outta my head
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| To the womp, and get my knees dirty
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| When I’m stinkin', I’m on da dots for Thompson
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| Side bettin', Little Joe in the doe
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| Now watch me roll
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| I let 'em go and watch that double duece lock up fo’sho'
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| I talk static, clown
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| Walkin’around &makin'my rounds
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| Snatchin’my money up off the ground
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| Cuz tonight it’s goin’down
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| Shot to the house to get dressed, it’s finally night fall
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| Jumped in my 7−4, smashed it, cuz I’m tight y’all
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| Checkin’to see if the tape was on the passenger seat
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| I need some heat
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| The only way I’m gon’creep
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| Late night through these faulty streets
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| Hit the block &seen the whole crew on the corner
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| Smellin’that aroma, talkin’about the bump and comin’up on her
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| Super fast, sumpin’cool
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| You know how we do it
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| Touch 'em wit some game
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| And fill 'em wit some dick fluid
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| We hit then store, it’s about 30 playas bailin’in
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| Give me some C &B, some Hennessy, &Sequels Gin
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| Let me squeeze but no chasin', fool we straight lacin'
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| Jumpin'&mobbin', punchin''til the both of us playas racin'
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| We pulls up &see 'em posted outside
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| Gettin’gone
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| I’m in the zone, ready to take me somethin’home
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| Wall to wall breaders, top notch, it’s mean, it’s goin’down
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| At this bump I found
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| Tonight fool, it’s goin’down
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| Repeat 1 to fade |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It's Goin Down , by - Celly Cel. Song from the album The G Filez, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп