Goin Down Lyrics - Ace Hood

Real niggas came to party, Ace hood! 

Real niggas came to party 

I say, Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Beamer 

Had no pot to piss in, now I'm living, thank you Jesus 

Now my Rollie flooded, I'm not talkin bout Katrina 

Know I run my city, couple thousands for my sneakers 

It's going down, it's going down 

Burn the kush, on Ciroc, it's going down 

It's going down, it's going down 

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Bad bitches, bring the whips, it's going down 

Ok, happy birthday nigga, everyday I'm getting cake 

What's today, it's Tuesday, bitch I might blow 100k 

Fuck that nigga they sleeping, it's a must I raise the stakes 

Can't play with a nigga no way, my drop is white as mayonaise 

Holy shit, better watch your bitch, Frito-Lay, gotta stack them chips 

Keep that tool Home Depot shit, and I keep two clips if a nigga do trip 

Boy you talk, I get money ridin around in that new 600 

We them young niggas on the block who run it 

Evil Knievel, bro we stuntin okay 

Millionaire nigga, I got diamonds on my dick 

Boy, my swagger dope, I'm talkin 20 kilo bricks 

Just bought me an Aston and it came with a spanish bitch 

Diamonds got me froze like a PS3 glitch 

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Ok, I go into my beast mode, rapper niggas I eat those 

I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend em knee like a free throw 

I don't want me no good girl cause I fell in love with these freak hoes 

In my bedroom, I might make a movie and start me with that Lee Rose 

I ball like D-Rose, my stash on closet 

Racks all in my pockets, these racks all on deposits 

I got racks all on my conscience, money all on my mind 

I got shooters on my team, they got bodies on they night 

Look at that bad bitch right there, see that body on that dime 

I ain't swimmin in no ho, you know I'm probably on that right 

All these niggas hatin on me, but I ain't on that type 

Cause I be in that back, and I ain't talkin bout clock, whoa! 

Ok, now let's all say a prayer, since my swagger such a killer (Amen) 

Might just buy your chick and give her that dick filet for dinner (Yeah!) 

Nigga don't want no problems pistol pop you'll get this figure 

Lookin' at all my diamonds, it ain't hard to tell a winner 

Goin down goin down 

That potato on the barrel, no sound (Shhh) 

You see them foreigns? 

You see we touring? 

Me and Meek Mill the realest niggas born 

Pray!