It go down Lyrics

It goes down down down

It goes down in my town

Gotta keep a hunnid round

Ain't no thug can you get hit up

Then them niggas smokin' loud

Uh, SRTV spinnin' through your block

Like, where you at

I been tryna catch him

Send him bullets to his head

Cause it's a murder town

They know that it go down

Police, they know we're around

They know that it go down

Cause it go down in my town

Gotta keep a hunnid round

Ain't no thug can you get hit up

Then them boys, they smokin' loud

I swear that boy not your friend

He'll run up in your pockets if he can

I ain't got no friend

I learned that these niggas be thick

I stay away

They go down, down, down

I'm smokin' love, love, love

He come, then he get hit down

I swear they ain't on no shit now

I'm ridin' with killers

I know they gon' do some damage

Shoot to kill, I shoot till it's empty

I tell my brother to go get it

I know he shot some flames, oh

She say I'm her man

I'm rockin' diamond chains, oh

I fill my room with nothing but drums

And he say that he won't smoke

Well, then y'all can show him what that flame do

They won't go

Well, then y'all can show him what my Drake do

Takin' off his face

Tell bro, let's go band for band

And see who got the most

Take a brick right to the hood

And then we sell it all

Got a hundred on the dash

Ain't tryna get pulled off

I swear I'm paranoid

Keep lookin' behind me like I'm gon' stomp

I see you up, I blow you down

I got the drop, I blow you down

I ain't got no out, some niggas lame

I roll my feelings in my wall

They go down, down, down

Gotta keep a hundred round

Ain't no duckin' you get hit up

And them boys, they smokin' loud

Uh, SRT be spinnin' through your block

Like, where you at? Uh

I been tryna catch him

Send them bullets to his head

Cause it's a murder town

You know that he go down

Police, they know we're around

You know that he go down

Cause it go down in my town

Gotta keep a hundred round

Ain't no duckin' you get hit up

And them boys, they smokin' loud

Spillin' out, we out it

Drops inside our body, we go retarded

Know my killer gon' kill him

Shootin' J like Kerry

Shoot right in his dinner

Ain't no safe inside my city

Don't come around to me, you not with it

Man, them niggas, they be hoes

They always hide inside they crib

And man, your bitch be givin' throats

I swear, I like how it feel

He pop a pill and pop his head

He tryna show that he the deal

And it go down in my town

Gotta keep a hundred round