Paroles It's going down (feat. kurupt & prince ital joe) de Daz Dillinger

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It's going down (feat. kurupt & prince ital joe)

Featuring Kurupt The Kingpin Prince Ital]
Ahh shit!
[Prince Ital]
Yeh
Everywhere I go
Nuff gunshot are firin out the ghetto area seen?
I haffa watch my back
Too much crack seen?
Watch yourself cuz nuff home icide a gwan in de area
[Daz Dillinger]
I hear some niggaz 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 motherfucker raised up not knowin
Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin dope and hoein
Moms can't tell me shit, 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
Perfectedly innovated to all my homies
Pull out the Riviera, plus I kick up dust
Pull out the brain, pull out the thang, cock back and bust
It's just some gangsta shit, goin down on the Eastside
Some niggaz who died and tried to whoride 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, cons-templatin on a murder
I mean, takin life for life, cause it's right
Shit, niggaz gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin
Chorus: repeat 2X
It's some gangsta shit, that's going down
Homicide, straight murder/homicide
It's some gangsta shit, here in this town
Straight murder/[blank]
[Daz Dillinger]
Word on the street is that them DPG niggaz shot they homeboy
Now the only sound in the town is gunfire
Going down I sport the crown I give it up on motherfuckers
when I roll through I thought you knew about them Doggs in blue
Now forty-five, niggaz bought em by the spot
I'm on alert I'm down to work every nigga that I shot
Niggaz 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 motherfucker?
Cause I'm, a straight gangsta, doin what I feel
Niggaz no need to tempt, for me to kill, 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-C
The niggaz who trip, niggaz that dipped
Niggaz that conversate with the Bloods or Crips
It's just a West coast thang, gangsta thang
Niggaz 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 fags and niggaz down to blast, straight merkin
Chorus
Check it out
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
I heard niggaz kickin static makin noise
Cold hearted wanna get it started with my boys
Automatic toys to tangle with niggaz for profit
Got shit on lockdown 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 motherfucker ridin?
Am I the only rider but I found a whole pound of niggaz 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 nuttin but trouble
We straight gangsta shit
[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 inna your ride
Don't ar-gue with de Death Row pride
DPG gangstaz 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
[Daz Dillinger]
We're in this motherfucker
Yo Daz!
OHHH SHIT! *car crashes*
Y'all niggaz alright? Man nigga let's get out this motherfucker
Nigga the cops comin nigga

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Featuring Kurupt The Kingpin  Prince Ital]  
Ahh shit!  
[Prince Ital]  
Yeh  
Everywhere I go  
Nuff gunshot are firin out the ghetto area seen?  
I haffa watch my back  
Too much crack seen?  
Watch yourself cuz nuff home icide a gwan in de area  
[Daz Dillinger]  
I hear some niggaz 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 motherfucker raised up not knowin  
Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin dope and hoein  
Moms can't tell me shit, 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  
Perfectedly innovated to all my homies  
Pull out the Riviera, plus I kick up dust  
Pull out the brain, pull out the thang, cock back and bust  
It's just some gangsta shit, goin down on the Eastside  
Some niggaz who died and tried to whoride 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, cons-templatin on a murder  
I mean, takin life for life, cause it's right  
Shit, niggaz gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin  
Chorus: repeat 2X  
It's some gangsta shit, that's going down  
Homicide, straight murder/homicide  
It's some gangsta shit, here in this town  
Straight murder/[blank]  
[Daz Dillinger]  
Word on the street is that them DPG niggaz shot they homeboy  
Now the only sound in the town is gunfire  
Going down I sport the crown I give it up on motherfuckers  
when I roll through I thought you knew about them Doggs in blue  
Now forty-five, niggaz bought em by the spot  
I'm on alert I'm down to work every nigga that I shot  
Niggaz 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 motherfucker?  
Cause I'm, a straight gangsta, doin what I feel  
Niggaz no need to tempt, for me to kill, 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-C  
The niggaz who trip, niggaz that dipped  
Niggaz that conversate with the Bloods or Crips  
It's just a West coast thang, gangsta thang  
Niggaz 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 fags and niggaz down to blast, straight merkin  
Chorus  
Check it out  
[Kurupt the Kingpin]  
I heard niggaz kickin static makin noise  
Cold hearted wanna get it started with my boys  
Automatic toys to tangle with niggaz for profit  
Got shit on lockdown 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 motherfucker ridin?  
Am I the only rider but I found a whole pound of niggaz 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 nuttin but trouble  
We straight gangsta shit  
[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 inna your ride  
Don't ar-gue with de Death Row pride  
DPG gangstaz 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  
[Daz Dillinger]  
We're in this motherfucker  
Yo Daz!  
OHHH SHIT! *car crashes*  
Y'all niggaz alright? Man nigga let's get out this motherfucker  
Nigga the cops comin nigga