Twiztid - Where Itz Goin Down Lyrics
[monoxide child]PsychopathicTwiztid and blaze running with a mother*****ing hatchetAnd only the three-6 could match itSo uh, tell me where it's at[jamie madrox]Now where it's going down?Now where it's at home boy?(what? what, what?!?)Now where it's going down?Now where it's at home boy?(what? what, what?!?)[jamie madrox]I ain't the type to ask questionsI'm the type of mother*****er ready to tripOn anyone or anything all for the ***** of itWe be the underground, we stay beneathAnd suffocate hoes like you while y'all asleepNow where it's going down, right here, right nowAnd everybody on the north, east, west and southY'all better get it up, y'all better represent this shitTwiztid, triple-6 and blaze, you can't ***** with it[juicy j]You know i ride with the ? *****edQuick to make your brain popMemphis, tenny, rollin' dirtyPolice and a road blockNiggas have to swallow drugsNiggas have to fake they mugNiggas put they seat belt onCut on the *****ing cellular-phoneOn the top, we mob like gottiSippin' on subjects, havin' a partyIf you wanna cross the three-6Seperate your soul from bodyWrap your mouth with duct tape niggaWe ain't gonna hope you figureWhere the cats done hid the stashOr i'll have to pull this trigga[jamie madrox](monoxide child)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](represent it 'til the day that i die, for life boy)[blaze]Now where it's at? (drive-by!)Mother*****ers claiming to be thugsCan't see me on shitWit' chop and bananna clipsI been dead, been back (it's like that)Ridin' dirty wit' a birdieAnd a throw-away in the hatchback (whooo!)*****, where ya black-sack?By any means trying to elevateNever underestimate the contact (don't do it!)I put down on the mapTwiztid, triple 6, and blazeGo and ask them where it's at[gangsta boo]I took a ?Yo, i like to split *****es' wigsSplit them to the white, *****in' kidnap ya kidsTake that niggas wife, psych, lock you in the trunkGet so *****in' pumped, nigga, gangsta boo is crunkWhat you niggas know about them calicoes and glocks?Shit that go pop, nigga, burnin' up ya block***** the *****in' cops, call 'em, i don't give a *****Leave you in the mud, mother*****er, nigga what?[jamie madrox](monoxide child)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](represent it 'til the day that i die, for life boy)[dj paul]Let me get a nigga comin' straight wit' black-b-black haze***** it, i be ???, get-ge-get sprayedNiggas' eyes wide shut, they never see me comin'Into the back, gun bangs to the chest, when i'm gunnin'Jiggy-jack, ??? in my carHaters keep on acting stupid but they can't get that farGotta drive around the world if you trying to hang wit' stars*****in' niggas be my smoke, *****in' niggas be my heart[monoxide child]Watch you lookin' at?I can call it from hereBeen underground wit' the dirt in my eyes for many yearsDo the math mother*****erYou can't see the mixWe don't die, we multiply wit' the triple-6Merciless, territory worldwideRidin' down your *****-ass block, bumpin' drive-byBlowin' up your high riseWe leave you trapped in the rubble*****in' wit' us is just trouble[jamie madrox](monoxide child)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](represent it 'til the day that i die, for life boy)[lord infamous]Gotta get it ghetto, drop the flower petalPop the pistol metal, rip one wit' meDrop 'em in the meadow, *****in' wit' the devilCold, but they call me lordCoked out, very paranoidOrgys in the mornWhen three-6 is on the vocal chordMarijuana scorched, like a torchFull of intercourseYou will feel the forceWhen the triple-6 is on the swarmYou don't wanna play in hereInfamous, i'm droppin' shellsTie you to the rail*****, i'll help you make that *****in' smell[anybody killa]From a gangstas point of veiwI'm asking you, how does it feel?To have the will to grab the stealAnd shoot until you killAnybody killa's feelin' twisted wit' the three-6Drive-by, finger on the trigger, i'm addictedWhere's it goin' down?I guess right here, so where ya at?Runnin' wit' a hatchet, phantoms floatin' in the backWe put it down for the psycho mother*****ers all aroundBumpin' underground, everytime we seem to be in town[jamie madrox](monoxide child)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](represent it 'til the day that i die, for life boy)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)[now where it's going down?][now where it's at home boy?](represent it 'til the day that i die, for life boy)
