I'ts Going Down Lyrics - Singles - Forch Fabalon

It' Going Down 

Written by Forch Fabalon 

Produced by FRE$H488! 

Running Time: 3:02 

(INTRO) 

See, this is a perfect example of what I'm talkin bout 

We got to do us man 

And let them boys do them (you know what I'm saying) 

This Fabalon for ever tho..... For real forever THO! 

(CHOURUS) 

Man its going down, So get to it 

Don't know about the rest of them 

But we do this 

We better than the best of them 

And we knew this 

For us to be compared to them would be foolish 

Man its going down, So get to it 

Don't know about the rest of them 

But we do this 

Better than the best of them 

And we knew this 

For us to be compared to them would be foolish 

Man its going down 

(VERSE ONE) 

Yeah! 

Fabalon forever thou! 

King Forch Bit*h 

Get up on my level bro 

Get yo a** in line or get yo temple swole 

You tussing with the wrong one here I go 

I suggest you tippy toe, for I get the stick and go 

Blaka, blaka, blaka, blaka, we call that sh*t the give and go 

You don't really hear me doe 

We playa but we trained to go 

Up and down yo MF block until the po's knock 

Judging by the way you actin bit*h, you get yo hoes knocked 

Oh she aint tell ya, your girl like a big ni**a 

Such as myself 245 on the bench ni**a, 

Pardon my French but go hard wit the the stich ni**a! 

Show you how to do it, we just Fabaloning to it 

And pulling bad bit*hes cause we the MF truest 

I know you probably think how the fu*k this ni**a do it 

And keep on winning like a true playa should 

(CHORUS) 

(VERSE TWO) 

Hold up, fraud ni**a that way, 

He don't like the way I rap my sh*t anyway 

You too bit*h, you fine but you in the way, me and Paul Famous 

All about the paper chase 

Dipping in and out of here, Money over there 

Catch me out in San Antone, chopping with the Mayor 

Fabaloning in these streets and I don't fu*kin care 

You aint even in the game 

So how you player? 

(B SECTION) 

Sitting yo hatting a** down while I'm in the town 

Them ni**as that you tend to roll with aint wit you know 

I know yo bit*h want a real one to dick her down 

But I can't do it, I got three or four stalkers now 

Sorry girl I got too many tenders on agendas 

I got thick one, I got big ones 

I got all the girls, I got rich ones that I'm in to 

When they see me they go Stu! 

Man its Fabalon forever always T.T.F.U! 

For Trill! 

(CHORUS) 

Ha, Ha, ha, all man!