It's Goin' Down
Yung Joc Lyrics
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Here we go again
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (Who dis nigga, man?)
Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc)
He resides in College Park (College Park)
But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)
Niggaz in my face
Damn near er' day
Askin' a million questions like
Joc, where ya stay
Tell 'em College Park
Where they chop cars
Eat twenty grand, spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone, jays on my feet
I'm on that patron, so get like me
'69 Cutlass wit' the bucket seats
Beat in my trunk, bought it just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood posted at the sto'
Pistol in my lap on the phone countin' dough
If a girl choose, let her do her thang
Just like her mama and I ain't sayin' the name brain
E'rybody love me, I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the duces e'rytime I ride by
I know ya wonder why
I'm so cool
Don't ask me, just do what cha do (Okay)
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
Verse numba two, do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck pockets full of Ben Franks
When I'm in the mall, hoes just pause
I pop a few tags, give me that on the wall
Time to flip the work, make the block bump
Boys in the hood call me black Donald Trump
Dope boy magic seven days a week
Numba one record 'long as Nitty on the beat
Oh, I think they like me betta, yet I know
Lights camera action when I walk through the door
Niggaz know my crew, we certified stars
Valet in the front, 'bout thirty-five cars
Bitches in the back
Black beamer coups
Girls like girls, time to recruit
If ya got a problem, say it to my face
We can knuckle up any time, any place
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
Time to set it off, let these niggas know
Have ya every seen a Chevy wit' the butterfly doors?
I ride real slow, no need to speed
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail, but they don't think I know
I keep my hands clean 'cause I never touch dope
Every time I see 'em, look 'em in the eye
Ask me how I know, it's me, suprise!
Put it in the air, rep where ya stay
Take a step back, blow the kush in they face
Stuntin' is a habit, let 'em see the karats
I'm a make it rain, nigga, I ain't scared to share it
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
Yung Joc
Nitty strikes again
This a Nitty beat
Playmaker
The featured song, โItโs Goinโ Downโ, was composed by Yung Joc and produced by Nitti Beatz. It was released as a single in 2006 from the debut studio album, โNew Joc Cityโ. The song was one of Yung Jocโs biggest hits, peaking at number three on the US Billboard Hot 100 chart and remaining on the chart for 23 weeks. The lyrics of the song talk about Yung Joc's hood, showcasing his flashy lifestyle and how he enjoys his life in different settings.
The opening lyrics make reference to Nitty Beatz, who produced the song, and introduces Yung Joc, who hails from College Park, Georgia. Yung Joc raps about how people are always asking him where he stays, to which he responds that he stays in College Park, where they chop cars and spend twenty grand on a car and another grand at the bar. Yung Joc also references how he is always carrying a pistol in his lap while counting his money, and how he is loved by everyone because of his lifestyle.
The chorus of โItโs Goinโ Downโ is catchy and memorable, encouraging people to meet Yung Joc in different settings, such as the trap, mall, or club, to experience the fun and exciting life he leads. Yung Jocโs second verse talks about his wealth, including his pockets full of money, the cars he owns, and his jewelry. He also mentions how he has no problem confronting people who have a problem with him, and how his group is made up of certified stars. The songโs final verse talks about Yung Jocโs talent, his successful music career and his flashy lifestyle, and how he is not afraid of sharing his wealth.
Line by Line Meaning
This a Nitty beat (boing)
The beat is made by Nitty and it's about to start
Here we go again
Starting the song again with a new intro
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
Describing the environment of the area where Joc lives
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
Introducing himself as the producer of the song
I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (Who dis nigga, man?)
Introducing Yung Joc as a new artist on the squad
Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc)
Confirming Yung Joc's name for the audience
He resides in College Park (College Park)
Telling the audience where Yung Joc is from
But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
Announcing that they will be providing the audience with a hit
We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)
Reiterating that they will be giving the audience a hit
Niggaz in my face
People frequently come up to Joc
Damn near er' day
It happens almost every day
Askin' a million questions like
People are constantly asking Joc questions
Joc, where ya stay
They want to know where Joc lives
Tell 'em College Park
Joc lives in College Park
Where they chop cars
College Park is known for car-related theft and vandalism
Eat twenty grand, spend a grand at the bar
Joc spends a lot of money on material things and partying
Just bought a zone, jays on my feet
Joc just bought a large amount of marijuana and has expensive shoes
I'm on that patron, so get like me
Joc is drinking expensive liquor and wants people to follow his lead
'69 Cutlass wit' the bucket seats
Joc has a classic car with specialized seats
Beat in my trunk, bought it just for the freaks
Joc has a loud sound system in his car to attract women
Catch me in the hood posted at the sto'
Joc hangs out in his neighborhood, specifically at the store
Pistol in my lap on the phone countin' dough
Joc is counting his money while armed with a gun
If a girl choose, let her do her thang
Joc allows women to make their own decisions
Just like her mama and I ain't sayin' the name brain
Joc implies that women in the family are good at performing oral sex
E'rybody love me, I'm so fly
Joc is popular and confident
Niggaz throw the duces e'rytime I ride by
People show their respect for Joc by giving him the peace sign
I know ya wonder why
Joc is aware that people are curious about him
I'm so cool
Joc is very relaxed and confident
Don't ask me, just do what cha do (Okay)
Joc doesn't want to be asked why he's so cool, he just wants people to be themselves
Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down
Joc invites people to come to the trap, where something exciting is happening
Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down
Joc invites people to come to the mall, where something exciting is happening
Meet me in the club, it's goin' down
Joc invites people to come to the club, where something exciting is happening
Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed to go down
No matter where you meet Joc, something exciting will happen
Verse numba two, do the damn thang
Joc is starting his second verse and he's going to do his best
Cubes on my neck pockets full of Ben Franks
Joc has a lot of diamonds on his chain and a lot of cash
When I'm in the mall, hoes just pause
Women stop and look at Joc when he's in the mall
I pop a few tags, give me that on the wall
Joc buys a lot of expensive clothes and demands them to take down the items that he wants
Time to flip the work, make the block bump
Joc is ready to sell drugs and make some money
Boys in the hood call me black Donald Trump
Joc is a powerful figure in his neighborhood, like Donald Trump
Dope boy magic seven days a week
Joc is always selling drugs and making money
Numba one record 'long as Nitty on the beat
Joc's song is going to be a hit as long as Nitty made the beat
Oh, I think they like me betta, yet I know
Joc believes people like him more than others, but he's certain they do like him
Lights camera action when I walk through the door
People pay attention to Joc when he enters a room
Niggaz know my crew, we certified stars
Joc and his friends are famous in their neighborhood
Valet in the front, 'bout thirty-five cars
Joc has a lot of cars and he parks them with a valet
Bitches in the back
Women ride in the back of Joc's car
Black beamer coups
Joc has a black BMW coupe
Girls like girls, time to recruit
Joc wants to bring more women into his group
If ya got a problem, say it to my face
Joc wants people to be honest and confront him directly if they have an issue
We can knuckle up any time, any place
Joc is willing to fight at any time and any location
Time to set it off, let these niggas know
Joc is starting the next part of the song with a confident tone
Have ya every seen a Chevy wit' the butterfly doors?
Joc is referring to his unique car doors
I ride real slow, no need to speed
Joc drives slowly, there's no need to rush
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Joc wants people to see his expensive shoes
Feds on my trail, but they don't think I know
Joc is aware of the police surveillance on him
I keep my hands clean 'cause I never touch dope
Joc claims that he's clean and doesn't handle drugs
Every time I see 'em, look 'em in the eye
Joc isn't afraid of the police and confronts them
Ask me how I know, it's me, suprise!
Joc is mocking the police for not knowing his identity
Put it in the air, rep where ya stay
Joc is telling people to represent their neighborhood
Take a step back, blow the kush in they face
Joc wants to show off his weed by blowing smoke in someone's face
Stuntin' is a habit, let 'em see the karats
Joc likes to show off his expensive jewelry
I'm a make it rain, nigga, I ain't scared to share it
Joc is going to throw money in the air and he's not afraid to give some away
Yung Joc
Joc is reminding the audience who he is
Nitty strikes again
Nitty made another hit
This a Nitty beat
Acknowledging that the song is made by Nitty
Playmaker
Ending the song with a nickname or stage name
Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Chadron Moore, Jasiel Almon T. Robinson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ccol009
This era of Hip-Hop (early and mid 2000โs) and the 90โs Hip-Hop CANNOT EVER BE REPLACED!
@HoweyJR_
This was the beginning to garbage music idk why ya say this but this shit right here took lyricism out of rap
@lowellosborne2118
@@HoweyJR_ i bet you like the shitty artist like biggie, 2pac and nas
@garyd395
You have to love how YouTube is the closest thing to a time machine we have..
@immanueldarjean5050
STOP posting the same comment to every video !!!
@rachelalbertelli348
Facts
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Stop please
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@mikewakahiah
Who else is here on 2024 for this masterpiece ๐๐