Luyện nghe bài hát It's Goin Down

(chorus)
It's goin baby, it's goin down baby, it's goin down baby,
It's down,
It's goin down baby, it's goin baby, it's goin down baby,
It's goin

I be that nigga bringing fat freestyle perspectives
couldn't see me, they hide it fucking detectives
Check this I flex this, put it on point
That nigga skillz foucers in your local due joint
Im paying deuce and saying cruise
Still geting up at niggaz
Like that brothers underudce
haotatin' in ya air, it ain't news I stay on bitches
Like kariges
At partys I retaits and make wanna fight
So when they some reggae keep happerseein' to the right
Rigth outta my you and ya hoddie bitch
Seein' thous of body, no infron of me
V.a running shit, you best be it
If I'm up and commin, all ya niggaz is down and
Hit me with a tound when I come to ya
When you see my face, you know about to go down

(chorus)
It's goin down baby, it's goin down baby, it's down baby,
goin down,
It's goin down baby, it's down baby, it's goin down baby,
goin down

Now if I told one time. I you before child
You can't toutch one kid, who got two styles
Mean wild, when it comes to I be cheeting
Im destend to find new so ill mc's
And I'm real with this, I of like a scat
It's the dread heads checking for north add
Kids tacs, I pack technics
contact, now I'm strapped on the streetz
Freezby aient, niggaz be
But standing next to me kin but so in lyricele
I wrote the n' wrote the next rappers back
So before you run up in my face, foe, remember
And dance in the art n' tain
A speaking for real like ban-jis when it's swinging
Not yo bond mc's, aim to ever round
And bust off like four
Now bust how they go

(chourus)
It's goin down baby, it's goin down baby, it's goin baby,
It's down,
goin down baby, it's goin down baby, it's goin down baby,
It's down,
It's goin down baby, it's goin down baby, goin down baby,
goin down,
It's goin down baby, it's goin baby, it's goin down baby,
goin down

Yo, my sex and be mic checking and mc
You can me I ain't contry
I never I wreck it (true)
So mc's chill with defesistnts
Cause the minist I freestyle
Can probably shoop n' your
I make to stort
Rappers be court
I swear all mc's be my fucking thoughts
It's on when I hit the metchinon, beat acsin' at show
Na, I boo be check your microphone
Droping rappers and hole, hell and head n',
Pull n' girls of
pam grier, seveny seven
You work a verse, pass it
When I come in niggaz start wrecking win din jackins
Thinking asking, lyricle breaking backs
My is hot, my reggae come,
be fucking prengsing wacks
(you repesent nigga)
hide that sound
Check your stats, cause it's about to go down

(chorus)
It's goin baby, it's goin down baby, it's goin down baby,
goin down,
It's goin down baby, goin down baby, it's goin down baby,
It's down,
It's goin down baby, it's goin down baby, goin down baby,
goin down,
It's goin down baby, it's goin down baby, goin down baby,
It's down