It’s Going Down

Lyrics

[Intro: Prince Ital] Ahh shit! 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 [Verse 1: Daz Dillinger] I hear some niggas clockin major on the other side of town Slippin' 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 lay in cut, prepare to get ready Me and Ty and Kurupt, mashin to get our fetti 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 niggas who died and tried to hooride 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 smokin some herb Finger on the trigger, cons-templatin on a murder I mean, takin life for life, cause it's right Shit, niggas gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin [Chorus: Kevin Vernado] It's some gangsta shit, that's going down Homicide, straight murder/homicide It's some gangsta shit, here in this town Straight murder It's some gangsta shit, that's going down Homicide, straight murder/homicide It's some gangsta shit, here in this town Straight murder [Verse 2: Daz Dillinger] Word on the street is that them DPG niggas 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, niggas rollin' by the spot I'm on alert I'm down to work every nigga that I shot Niggas skeet 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, and felt good bout the murder Haven't you ever heard of a murderer motherfucker? Cause I'm, a straight gangsta, doin what I feel Niggas no need to tempt, for me to kill, straight blastin The enemy, can't see those who try to get with me Understand where I'm comin from the D-P to the G-the-C The niggas who trip, niggas that dipped Niggas that conversate with the Bloods or Crips It's just a West coast thang, gangsta thang Niggas 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 niggas down to blast, straight merkin [Chorus] It's some gangsta shit, that's going down Homicide, straight murder/homicide It's some gangsta shit, here in this town Straight murder It's some gangsta shit, that's going down Homicide, straight murder/homicide It's some gangsta shit, here in this town Straight murder Check it out [Verse 3: Kurupt the Kingpin] I heard niggas kickin static makin noise Cold hearted wanna get it started with my boys Automatic toys to tangle with licks 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 To get run heatin them clips, the gauge kicks Automatic tech nine spits, I gotta Roll with the Pound that's the neighborhood armada Am I the only motherfucker ridin? Am I the only rider but I found a whole pound of niggas 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 marking up your hood like nuttin but trouble We straight gangsta shit [Verse 4: 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 [Outro: Daz Dillinger] Willing in this motherfucker Yo Daz! OHHH SHIT! *car crashes* Y'all niggas alright? Man nigga let's get out this motherfucker Nigga the cops comin nigga!