It's Goin' Down Lyrics - Singles - Baby D

Yeah yeah one time (Uh Oh) your right Baby D be checking in 

by A-T-L (Uh Oh) 

With my home boy, Bone Crusher(Uh Oh) and a my homie Dru, two, oh c'mon dunk(15x)(Uh Oh 2x)(Bring it On, what?)(6x) 

(Chorus) 

It's going down in this bitch tonight, nigga 

It's going down in this bitch tonight, biatch 

It's going down in this bitch tonight, nigga 

It's going down in this bitch tonight, tell 

(He ain't saying nothing 8x)(What these niggas 8x)(What) 

(Verse 1) 

(Baby D) 

I;m gonna send it to your city 

We gonna act a damn clown 

Put it down for all my niggas reppin' that funky A-Town 

It don't matter where you from shawty do what you do 

Rep your city let me see ya throw it up 'cause I'm a rep mine too 

LA to Tennesse all the way to the NYC 

I'm talking bout the side but I know its Double O to P 

Known for getting the club pumped up and outta control 

And making them girls come up up outta they clothes 

24's I found some dro and we do the damn thing 

Sip Champagne in the VIP is just a part of the game 

But who's to blame when the clubs getting buck ass wild 

It's them boys from the A throwing bows in the crowd 

Keep talking loud and watch it man, I'll shut you up 

Cause I'm the butta-sudder but your bound to get stuck 

You better duck, or get your ass stomped to the ground 

If you don't know by now it's about to go down 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 2) 

(Dru) 

I can't believe it we keep on ryhmin 

Don't make me go out in silence 

Talking when we just resort to violence 

Talkin just can't just stop those problems 

Back in the club 

We pushin those bottles 

Have to be drinkin 

What is yall thinking? 

What? 

It aint goin down 

bitch we blowin up the nation 

Paper chasin 

Leavin them trails blazin 

Only hell can save em 

God can raise em 

Had to take em 

Don't throw parky evermo 

Holiday rapin 

D-R-U is scared of payton 

Whatcha say? 

Absoultly nothing partner 

Pullin' them down I'm captivatin' 

Living this life it has to go down 

Ridin' around to push and the pound 

Any mo? 

Smokin the dro 

Wallet with money is shakin' with dough 

Kickin them dough 

Just makin sho 

I am getting down to get loot 

Except my struggles 

Halleiugh 

Messin with family I will do ya 

I aint got no reason to lie 

Now its head of the season when I see you we ride 

We ain't gonna even reply 

Shawty, we lettin' em fly 

We throwin em up 

And lettin' em know it's goin' down tonight 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 3) 

(Bonecrusher) 

So you're saying you want to get physical 

So catch enough from this bitch boy I'm sick of you 

Bitch boy, I'm down for the tussel 

Show you what's up under this fat, it's the muscle 

Mr. Killa 

We're right to your jaw 

I'm drillin' ya 

So what the f**k it is tight 

Nigga yeah I aint never scared 

If you rather your hand 

Where the f**k niggas fled 

Where my soldiers man? 

When I give the command 

Leave his body in his shoes 

Where the f**k nigga stands 

Run through yall 

From the ???? to the Squad 

We be doin' yall 

We leave them all stanky like 

Horse manure ya'll 

Yo it's personal to me 

Like a mother f**kers want it 

You know what I mean 

I'm straight from the field 

Headin to swats 

So you best f**king smarten up or I'll show you what I got 

(Chorus 2x)