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Song title: Ice T - Where The Shit Goes Down

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Ice-t, nigga
Representin
Strictly westside, nigga
South central in the muthafuckin hiddouse
Check the technique, nigga
Representin for my real niggas out there
Fuck all you buster-ass niggas
Word

[ verse 1 ]
Saturday night in l.a., time to play
My peoples hummin like a vibrator, gotta make crime pay
Im packin two gats and I wish I could carry more
Might sound crazy, but I ran out of slugs before
Yeah, I know the feds watch me
But my vest clashes hard with the versace
So Im just rollin in the black five hun
I used to lowride, now its just for fun
I had 5 cars, but now I got one
Hard to keep up ballin when youre on the run
I got two kis in my trunk and a shovel
Stepped on the one, so now I gots double
The shovels for drama, need I say more?
Got the fat stash spot under my passenger floor
Thats for the other strap, the automatic type
I gotta keep it close in case shit gets hype
Got a bitch in jail, she didnt snitch, she did three
Ima have to roll solo till they set her free
Cause I got some other crimeys down, true gees
But they got all day, so now its just me
And ima kick this slang until the day I die
I cant go straight, I wont even try
Im stuck in the game, so dont ask me why
Its life in l.a.

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
Long beach and compton are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where the shit goes down

[ verse 2 ]
Now niggas like they credit and they like to get they loans on
So I hooked up with my boy who turns them phones on
He told me bout this nigga who wont pay
He also said he knew excactly where the muthafucka stay
So I went and got some homies I hang with
Some crazy muthafuckas who I used to bang with
We took a trip to his crib
I snatched his hoe and his kids, and this is what we did
I tied they punk ass up
I cracked the safe with an axe, and then the phones we cut
I didnt hurt his wife
But I promised next time that I would take her life
I shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a body
Got a murder in miami for a shoot-out at a party
Got blood in my trunk from a punk who squealed
Had a partner tried to play me and his cap I peeled
Now I rest with my finger on my heater
Hand on my beeper, a light sleeper

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
New york and philly are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where my shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
Frisco and oakland are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where my shit goes down

[ verse 3 ]
I use to sling enough water you could float a boat
You could ski on the mountains of fuckin coke
But now most niggas serve chronic
So I let em check the bank, and then Im all up on it
I serve em with a cute hoe
In a week they tell my bitches bout all they dough
Then I jack and I kill
The jacks for the money, the kills for thrills
I got 9000 blacks that still serve crack
Got a bitch who works the plaza too on the track
Got a gta connection and I fence for jewels
Got some little kids that move my fuckin dope in schools
Got warrants for arrest in about 20 states
Got a bigger body count than fuckin norman bates
Im a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp supreme
Im livin out the hustler dream

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
Houston and atlanta are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where that shit goes down

[ verse 4 ]
Tonight I gotta meet this nigga from around the way
Some think hes cool, I think hes dea
He said he want it bad, he heard that I got it good
I bagged up ten kis of flour and met him in the hood
I met him at my spot, cause I know its cool
Pat him down on sight to remove his tool
I made him name 10 niggas he should know
But that still aint shit in the game of blow
He asked to see the dope, I asked to see the cash
He reached for that briefcase too fast
A fuckin pig, yo, he thought he had the chump
I had my nigga in the closet with a bull pump
And now theres fuckin shot-up body all on the floor
But thats what the shovels for...

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
Newark and miami are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where my shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
Detroit and chicago are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where that shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
D.c. and cleveland are some down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where the shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and bust
I know all my niggas live in down-ass towns
But south central l.a. is where my shit goes down