Goin' Down Lyrics - Dj Drama

Y'all ready? 

This what it's all about right? 

The quality 

The streets 

The music 

Quality street music, nice 

Quality shit, they holla we it 

These fake niggas who rich, we checkin' every dollar we get 

I'm oh so flyer than a pilot be, shit, why you want some more 

Tryna' figure out who stylin' me, shit 

Women only cheat for a reason, I probably be it 

Molly she want, Molly she get 

Out in LA at the day party, Saturday at colony shit 

Sorry niggas that-away with your apology shit 

You lame niggas make me break out, ology shit 

We was leaders before they knew how many follows we get 

Ridin' to some Wu-Tang, while I be lit 

Maybe put shoes on the Ghost, Wallaby shit 

You little niggas don't get it do you? 

And if you got it I'm one of the few that get it to you 

Drama said it's goin' down, so I brought some loot out 

Racked up like the balls at the 3-point shootout 

[Chorus] 

Man it's goin' down, get at me 

I do it for my town, because they love me 

I came from the ground, down in my blessings 

Man it's goin down, get at me 

I do it for my town, because they love me 

I came from the ground, down in my blessings 

Drama niggas don't understand you, other shit that man do 

Quality street music, the fed's will try to ban you 

I'm on my rapper shit, tryna' get out my trappa' shit 

Got it with my computer shit, should have been on my Apple shit 

Runnin' from squad cars, givin' them crack bars 

I dropped that gangsta grills, now I'm a hood star, now I'm a hood star 

That mean I push cocaine, or show a whole thang 

In my hood I got an alias, don't say my whole name, I'm a hood star 

Homie they gon' lock me up, I'm still gon' make it to the top nigga 

Paid off violence, they sayin' we parish 

This is quality music, from the hood to the alleys 

They indicted my nigga, haters want him to fail 

Who thought quality street music could save him from jail 

[Chorus] 

Hey, hey, I'm just tryin' to get some bread 

Quality street music 

They sayin' hip hop dead, 

Just got a text from Drama and this is what it read 

This that cocaine music, and we do this shit with quality 

That's why nobody hot as me 

DJ, DJ, Bring that shit back for me 

I told you so, DJ Drama made a sec for me 

Now I'm secced up and I'm wrecked up 

When I hit the club I'mma act up 

And I'm goin' down and I'm macked up 

And I'm doubtin I come back up 

I'm bottle poppin', I'm hole poppin' 

I'm pullin up and I'm show stoppin' 

12 Pack of that rolls, 6 pack of that gold 

And I'm goin so hard, my 

Took my first million dollars, went and spent them on cars 

65 for the Rollie watch, 80 pointers and they head up 

30 shots in the semi-clock, and I ain't never been scared of 

DJ Drama we the realest nigga, street music make em' feelin equal 

[Chorus] 

It go gram right, man right 

Only if I could see this shit in hindsight 

Put me on the scale, make sure I'm weighin' right 

And put a couple grams on my Sony mic 

Quality street music nigga