When It All Goes Down Lyrics - 50 Cent

It go down, It go down, It go down 

It go down, It go down 

It go down, It go down, It go down 

It go down, It go down 

When it all goes down, and the clips run out 

I bet I make history 

I bet I make history 

When it all goes down, and the cops come round 

That murder's a mystery 

That murder's a mystery 

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It's that gangsta shit, it sound stupid don't it 

Feel like Fifty, Flocka and Gucci on it 

Move grams of this, move O's of that 

Move the muthaf-cking bricks, where the money at 

Bitches scared huh, p-ssy, hold ya strength 

When the beat pop off no controlling that 

You wan' call the cops 

Run call the cops 

Look n-gga we don't care if they comin' or not 

Got the pump in the trunk, n-gga biting a lot 

One buck shot clear the whole block 

Had this bitch taped off make it so hot 

N-gga with a 12 gauge I'm a sure shot 

Call it shell shock when ya ass drop 

Get it shakin' like a muthaf-ckin' rattle n-gga 

Go 'head f-ckin' with me and be a casualty 

You think a n-gga bullshittin, then come and see 

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When it all goes down, and the clips run out 

I bet I make history 

I bet I make history 

When it all goes down, and the cops come round 

That murder's a mystery 

That murder's a mystery 

Now while you waitin', all debatin' 

Shouldn't you n-ggas be retaliatin' 

We laughin bout it, you cryin damn 

Hit ya muthaf-ckin' homie when his gun jam 

His chest red, his back red 

Man, that n-gga there damn near dead 

He coughin', he weezin' 

Man that n-gga finna stop breathin' 

His momma there, his daddy there 

Hit him by the Escalade, get a caddy there 

His shines on him, his dimes on him 

Had hoes all in the club grindin' on him 

N-ggas talkin' bout it, keep talkin' bout it 

Cause they know n-gga don't give a f-ck 

Quit talkin' bout it, for you talkin' bout it 

When the muthaf-ckin pigs show up 

When it all goes down, and the clips run out 

I bet I make history 

I bet I make history 

When it all goes down, and the cops come round 

That murder's a mystery 

That murder's a mystery