Artist: DJ Drama f/ Fabolous, T-Pain, Yo Gotti Album: Quality Street Music Song: Goin' Down Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [DJ Drama & Fabolous] Y'all ready? This what it's all about right? The quality The streets The music Quality street music, niice [Fabolous] Quality shit, they holla we it These fake niggaz who rich, we checkin every dollar we get I'm oh so flyer than a pilot be, shit, why you want some more Tryna' figure out who stylin me, shit Women only cheat for a reason, I probably be it Molly she want, Molly she get Out in LA at the day party, Saturday at colony shit Sorry niggaz that-away with your apology shit You lame niggaz make me break out, ology shit We was leaders before they knew how many follows we get Ridin to some Wu-Tang, while I be lit Maybe put shoes on the Ghost, Wallabee shit You little niggaz don't get it do you? And if you got it I'm one of the few that get it to you Drama said it's goin down, so I brought some loot out Racked up like the balls at the 3-point shootout [Chorus: T-Pain] Man it's goin down, get at me I do it for my town, because they love me I came from the ground, down in my blessings Man it's goin down, get at me I do it for my town, because they love me I came from the ground, down in my blessings [Yo Gotti] Them niggaz don't understand you, other shit that man do Quality street music I'm on my rapper shit, tryna' get out my trappa' shit Got up on my computer shit, should have been on my APPA shit Runnin from SWAT cars, givin them cracked jaws I got that gangsta grill, now I'm a hood star, now I'm a hood star That mean I push cocaine, or show a whole thang In my hood I got an alias, don't say my whole name, I'm a hood star Homie they gon lock me up, I'm still gon' make it to the top nigga Paid off violence, they sayin we parish This is quality music, from the hood to the alleys They indicted my nigga, haters want him to fail Who thought quality street music could save him from jail [Chorus] [Yo Gotti] Hey, I'm just tryin to get some bread Quality street music They sayin hip hop dead, just got a text from Drama and this is what it read This that cocaine music, and we do this shit with quality, that's why nobody hot as me DJ, DJ, Bring that shit back for me I told you so, DJ Drama made a sec for me Now I'm secced up and I'm wrecked up When I hit the club I'mma act up And I'm goin down and I'm macked up And I'm doubtin I come back up I'm bottle poppin', I'm hole poppin' I'm pullin up and I'm show stoppin' 12 Pack of that rolls, 6 pack of that gold And I'm goin so hard, my Took my first million dollars, went and spent them on cars 65 for the rollie watch, 80 pointers and they head up 30 shots in the semi-clock, and I ain't never been scared of DJ Drama we the realest nigga, street music make em' feelin equal [Chorus] [Outro: DJ Drama, Fabolous & Yo Gotti] It go gram right, man right Only if I could see this shit in hindsight Put me on the scale, make sure I'm weighin right And put a couple grams on my sony mic Quality street music nigga