It's Goin Down

Nitty: Here we go again Ghetto field, USA You know I go by the name Nitty, right? I gotta introduce you to Anotha muthafucka in my squad right This nigga go by the name of Joc He resides in College park, right But for right now What we gotta do for y'all We gotta give y'all a hit Niggas in my face Damn near every day Ask a million questions, like, "Joc, where you stay?" Tell 'em College Park Where they chop cars In twenty grand, spend a grand at the bar Just bought a zone J's on my feet I'm on that Patron, so get like me '69 cutlass wit' the bucket seats Beat in my trunk ballin' just for the freaks Catch me in the hood Posted at the store Pistol in my lap, on the phone countin' dough If ya girl choose Let her do her thang Just like her mama - nice ass, nice brain Everybody love me I'm so fly Nigga throw the deuces every time I ride by I know you wonder why I'm so cool Don't ask me Just do what you do [Chorus] Meet me in the trap It's goin' down Meet me in the mall It's goin' down Meet me in the club It's goin' down Anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down Verse number two Do the damn thang Cubes on my neck Pocket full a Ben Franks When I'm in the mall Hos just pause Pop a few tags; gimme dat on da wall Time to flip the work Make the block bump Boys 'n da Hood Call me Black by my trunk Dope boy magic Seven days a week Number one record Long as Nitty on the beat Oh, I think they like me Betta yet I know Lights, camera, action When I walk through the door Niggas know my crew; we certified stars Valet in the front 'bout thirty-five cars Bitches in the back Black in the coupe Girls likin' girls Time to recruit If you gotta problem, say it to my face We can knuckle up anytime, any place [Chorus] Time to set it off Let these niggas know Have they ever seen a Chevy wit' them butterfly doors? I ride real slow; no need to speak Gotta make sure they see the buckets on my feet Feds on my trail; they don't think I know I keep my hands clean 'cause I never touch dough Every time I see 'em; look 'em in they eyes Ask me how I know? It's me surprise Put it in the air; rep where you stay Take a step back, blow the Kush in they face Stuntin' is a habit Let 'em see the karats I'm a make it rain, nigga I ain't 'fraid to share it [Chorus] Nitty: Yeah Yung Joc Nitty strikes again This a nitty beat, play-maker So So Def, muthafucka