Текст песни Twiztid - Where Itz Goin' Down

(Feat. Blaze & Anybody Killa & Three Six Mafia)


(Freek Show)

Psychopatchic!! Twiztid and Blaze runnin' with a mufuckin' hatchet. And only the Three-Six can match it. So uh....tell me where it's at
Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Whut!! Whut! Whut!!
Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Whut!! Whut! Whut!!



I ain't the type to ask questions
I'm the type of mothafucka ready to trip
On anyone or anything or for the fuck of it
We be the underground, we stay beneath
And suffocate ho's like you when y'all asleep
Now where it's goin' 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 Six, and Blaze, you can't fuck with it!


You know I ride with the toe cocked
With the Lincoln brain park
Memphis Tenn., we rollin' dirty, police and the roadblock
Niggas have to swallow drugs
Niggas have to fake they mugs
Niggas put they seatbelt on
Cuttin' the fuckin' cellular phone
On the town we mob like Gotti
Sippin' on syrup just havin' a party
If you wanna cross us, trick
We separate your soul from body
Wrap yo' mouth with duct tape nigga
We ain't gonna hope ya figure
Where's the cash and with the stash
Or I'ma have to pull this trigger


Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!
Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!


Now where it's at? Mothafuckas claimin' to be thugs
Can't see me yo' shit with chopped up banana clips
I been dead, been back
Ridin' dirty with a birdy in the throwaway in the hatchback
Bitch, where your backs at?
By any means, tryin' to elevate
Never underestimate the carjack
I put jail on the map
Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, now go and ask em' where it's at


I took a Zanex, I like to split bitches wigs
Split em' to the white, fuckin' kidnap ya kids
Take that nigga wife, sike, lock you in the trunk
Get so fuckin' funk, nigga, Gangsta Boo is crunk
What you niggas know 'bout them Calicos and Glocks?
Shit that go pop, nigga, burnin' up ya block
Fuck them fuckin' cops, call em', I don't give a fuck
Drag you in the mud, mufucka, nigga, whut!?


Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!
Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!


Out the ghetto when a nigga comin' straight fr-from Black-Bla-Black Have
Fuckin' up in third world, you get-ge-get sprayed
Niggas eyes wide shut, they never see me comin'
Into the back--but is it the chest?--when I'm gunnin'
Jickie-ja-jack-ja-jack won't be my car
Haters got me on the scope but they can't get that far
Gotta travel around the world if you tryna' hang with stars
Fuckin' niggas get my stomach, niggas beat my heart


What ya lookin' at? I can call it from here
Been underground with the dirt in my eyes for many years
Do the math mothafucka!! You can't see the mix?
We don't die, we multiply with the Triple Six
Merciless, territory worldwide
Ridin' down your bitch ass block bumpin' drive-by
Blowin' up your high rise and leave you trapped in the rubble
Fuckin' with us is just trouble


Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!
Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!


Gotta get it ghetto
Drop the flower petal
Pop the plastic metal
Redrum when we dump em' in the middle
Fuckin' with the devil
Crunk, but they call me Lord
Coked out, very paranoid
Orgies in the morgue
With three sixes on the vocal cords
Marijuana scorched like a torch
For a intercourse
You gon' feel the force
Of the Triple Six's on the sword
You don't wanna play in hell
Infamous, I'm dumpin' shells
Tie you to the rail
Bitch I hope you make that fuckin' spell


From a gangsta's point of view
I'm asking you
How does it feel?
To have the will
To grab the steel
And shoot until you kill
Anybody Killa's feelin' Twiztid with the Three Six
Drive-by, finger on the trigger, I'm addicted
Where's it goin' down, I guess right here so where ya at?
Runnin' with a hatchet, phantoms floatin' in the back
We put it down for the psycho mothafuckers all around
Bumpin' underground everytime we creepin' through ya town


Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!
Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!