Luyện nghe bài hát It's About to Go Down

If you in the club
(Thugging in the club)
And you rolling on
(Rolling on dubs)
You tripping, showing love
(And love)
Say it's about to go

You got money in your
(Money in city)
And the mamas pretty
(Mamas pretty)
If you feeling I'm feeling
(Feeling I'm feeling)
Say it's about to go

As I slide on dubs, moving around on concrete
That G, oh, he and I stays on
with hollow clips, ready to bust shots
Glocks, full of leaving the situation hot

Plot all day boss hogging for
Street game all in face watch the Rolex cushion
weighter, I'm the champ, Mr. Three-Two
Really though big baby and it's

Wreck a shop with Mo-Yo, I'm boy
Boys, want to got to war them out like tar
on my guard in a old school
I'm a fool, start to busting with the two

Fresh braided player made it, deuce out the
Rest in peace to my old and in these streets loose
Ain't no use, trying to stop it come and pop it
Loco, big and we still sitting sloppy

If you thugging in the
(Thugging in the club)
And you on dubs
(Rolling on dubs)
You tripping, showing love
(And love)
Say about to go down

You got money in city
(Money in city)
And the mamas pretty
(Mamas pretty)
If you what I'm feeling
(Feeling I'm feeling)
Say it's to go down

Cash me Gucci coat, a bad bitch
Watch her get a China
shift, we performing up in the land
Suicide doors, and twin cams

All bitches on the fam heads turning
Watch us be the star traction and a night
than Sprite, plus my neck and wrist are cold
Ice cubes in my and the piece is just froze

These hoes, all on a nigga 'cause I'm young, fly and rich
a bad bitch, doja lit, I ain't worried about the laws
Hoes whisper to other girl, I think he played ball
No bitch, I'm just a out the hood

And I'm wrestling the wood, powered up feeling good
Little engine that could, beat the for it's stock
Turn around and swap for a political job
R.I.P. to Pab aka Mr.

If you peeping from the south we about to you fin to see
Gucci boots on her feet, boots on my feet
I'ma pay a lot tonight, shine and have a

If you in the club
(Thugging in the club)
And you rolling on
(Rolling on dubs)
You ain't tripping, showing
(And love)
Say about to go down

You got money in your
(Money in city)
And the mamas looking
(Mamas pretty)
If you feeling what I'm
(Feeling I'm feeling)
Say it's about to go

When I hit the scene, I'm clean
I got a box of dough from Crispy Creme
Everybody looking at me like Flip you the
yeah I'm the shit, look at my wrists

I roll up a philly, roll up a
Head to the and watch Third Ward Billy
Knock a nigga out pouring up a drank
Got my on the bank, in the jail I use a shank

I sip that, flip that, grain grip that
Go to the Papa yeah I'm gone tip that
It's Lil' I'm a million dollar star
Blue, black or red touch my car, uh

If you in the club
(Thugging in the club)
And you rolling on
(Rolling on dubs)
You tripping, showing love
(And love)
Say it's to go down

You got money in your
(Money in city)
And the mamas pretty
(Mamas pretty)
If you feeling what I'm
(Feeling I'm feeling)
Say it's about to go

I'm up, I'm looking throwed
Gucci wardrobe to match the Gucci
hoes and hop out the SL
I'm up and sliding on Sprewell

We sell, everything you
through with Pardon Davis and some falling TV's
Moe and me, we have a lot
Looking for some head in a little shop

On top, on wrist rock going down
H-Town, Side, third ward bound
Pulled up and class so they'll know
The on shine 'cause we ain't broke no more

If you thugging in the
(Thugging in the club)
And you rolling on
(Rolling on dubs)
You ain't tripping, love
(And love)
Say it's to go down

You got in your city
(Money in city)
And the mamas pretty
(Mamas pretty)
If you feeling what I'm
(Feeling I'm feeling)
Say it's about to go