boys are going out tonight Me and my boys are going down tonight We don't need no fancy place We don't wanna see nobody's face We're going down the bar
Traduction: Blood For Blood. Goin 'Down The Bar.
goin down tonite we dont need no fancy place and we dont wanna see nobodys face were goin down the bar were goin down the bar me and the boys are goin
music (get yo ass knocked the fuck out!) for bein a non-hood affliate nigga GIB...ACP Get it boys, hypnotize minds (what?) ...hypnotize minds, you know how its goin' down
day, Wit' your blood all over my slate, As the devil says, la, la, la... [The Game] [Verse 2] I never said thank you, and I took it for granted, You
ready for prime time playas Mr. Meth, Funk Doc Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckasssssss!!! [echos out] Calm me down baby Nod your head to this Come on Ey yo this is WKYA radio We kickin your motha fuckin ass Yo Flex Thats right it's goin down
it big nigga Do it big nigga [Magic] Now I ain't got nothing but dick for you hoe's I won't trip Ain't sick for you hoe's Ain't got nothin to give to
waste my time (waste my time) Tryin to disrepect me in your half-assed rhyme (half-assed rhyme) that ass is mine Been goin down like this since the beginnin
cure, for what my pen do neither Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin' now Move over bacon, time for
if you say fuck me I'ma say fuck you Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2 From debutant down to stripper I'm too nonchalant, a drink mixed with four kinds of liquors Catch me at the bar, 'Fu Bar
box with fox, glistenin' watch Wore steel gray, lexus, gs-4 That's an evil metal when the dog pedals to the floor I'm routin' down south, for my aim is
prayin, no time for rationin The letter reads "Never ask for shit Cause you can get more than you ask for, we have yo' DICK!" (AHHHHH!) The letter reads "Never ask for
cake, Betty Crock' and spit ready rock They know my bar came venom in a bezzie rock Kicked from fight club, outfit from Eddie Brock I'm goin for the kill
and ima cock mine. Hatas, gimmie 50, drop down. My nigga C-Mo. And that boy Mike-Mo down wit Z-ro. And that Millzey, its goin down. Nigga we representin
While river rats fall off the raft and sink Tony let a brother touch, twenty bar rush The way we push through equivalent to rocket thrust Allah just, I lay it for
't no other cats got love for me Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me Ain'
underground, pocket full of sound Ashes to ashes, y'all niggaz goin' down Yo, eat shit and die slow, battle ground no survival You goin, down, y'all
