Where Itz Goin Down Lyrics

Where Itz Goin Down lyrics

[Monoxide Child]

Psychopathic

Twiztid and Blaze running with a
motherfucking hatchet

And only the Three-6 could match it

So 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
questions

I'm the type of motherfucker ready to trip

On anyone or
anything all for the fuck of it

We be the underground, we stay
beneath

And suffocate hoes like you while y'all asleep

Now where
it's going down, right here, right now

And everybody on the North, East,
West and South

Y'all better get it up, y'all better represent this
shit

Twiztid, Triple-6 and Blaze, you can't fuck with it



[Juicy J]

You know I ride with the ? cocked

Quick to make your
brain pop

Memphis, Tenny, rollin' dirty

Police and a road block

Niggas have to swallow drugs

Niggas have to fake they mug

Niggas
put they seat belt on

Cut on the fucking cellular-phone

On the top,
we mob like Gotti

Sippin' on subjects, havin' a party

If you wanna
cross the Three-6

Seperate your soul from body

Wrap your mouth with
duct tape nigga

We ain't gonna hope you figure

Where the cats done
hid the stash

Or 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!)

Motherfuckers claiming to be thugs

Can't see me on
shit

Wit' chop and bananna clips

I been dead, been back (it's like
that)

Ridin' dirty wit' a birdie 

And a throw-away in the hatchback
(whooo!)

Bitch, where ya black-sack?

By any means trying to
elevate

Never underestimate the contact (don't do it!)

I put down
on the map

Twiztid, Triple 6, and Blaze

Go and ask them where it's
at



[Gangsta Boo]

I took a ?

Yo, I like to split
bitches' wigs

Split them to the white, fuckin' kidnap ya kids

Take
that niggas wife, psych, lock you in the trunk

Get so fuckin' pumped,
nigga, Gangsta Boo is crunk

What you niggas know about them Calicoes and
Glocks?

Shit that go pop, nigga, burnin' up ya block

Fuck the
fuckin' cops, call 'em, I don't give a fuck

Leave you in the mud,
motherfucker, 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

Fuck it, I be ???, get-ge-get sprayed

Niggas'
eyes wide shut, they never see me comin'

Into the back, gun bangs to the
chest, when I'm gunnin'

Jiggy-jack, ??? in my car

Haters keep on
acting stupid but they can't get that far

Gotta drive around the world if
you trying to hang wit' stars

Fuckin' niggas be my smoke, fuckin' niggas
be my heart



[Monoxide Child]

Watch you lookin' at?

I
can call it from here

Been underground wit' the dirt in my eyes for many
years

Do the math motherfucker

You can't see the mix

We don't
die, we multiply wit' the Triple-6

Merciless, territory worldwide

Ridin' down your bitch-ass block, bumpin' Drive-By

Blowin' up your High
Rise

We leave you trapped in the rubble

Fuckin' 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 petal

Pop
the pistol metal, Rip one wit' me

Drop 'em in the meadow, fuckin' wit'
the devil

Cold, but they call me Lord

Coked out, very paranoid

Orgys in the morn

When Three-6 is on the vocal chord

Marijuana
scorched, like a torch

Full of intercourse

You will feel the
force

When the Triple-6 is on the swarm

You don't wanna play in
here

Infamous, I'm droppin' shells

Tie you to the rail

Bitch,
I'll help you make that fuckin' smell



[Anybody Killa]

From a
gangstas point of veiw

I'm asking you, how does it feel?

To have
the will to grab the steal

And shoot until you kill

Anybody Killa's
feelin' twisted wit' the Three-6

Drive-By, finger on the trigger, I'm
addicted

Where's it goin' down?

I guess right here, so where ya
at?

Runnin' wit' a hatchet, Phantoms floatin' in the back

We put it
down for the psycho motherfuckers all around

Bumpin' 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)