It's Going Down
Zero G Lyrics


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(Play me some pimpin', mane)
Ooh, you're my darlin', darlin', baby
You're my-
Uh, okay, here we go

From the city that made you lay it down and make 'em hit the trunk (ho')
I'm Project Pat, can't keep no eyes, gorilla-pimp that ho'
I gorilla-pimp my dope, uh, sweet, uh, pour
Uh, blicks, uh (dope, I sold, I robbed)
(I remember days I was fucked up tryna go and get a job)
Welcome to Memphis, where a nigga take somethin' before he starve
We don't wait 'til nighttime, we broad day, son, get in the yard
Lay down, walk a nigga down, this a theme song
I've been in the streets since I was thirteen, they can't leave me wrong
JD done went to court today, I pray my twin beat it home
Told the judge, "Gotta free thirty," if he don't, then we gon' send him home
Walk him down, mmm-mmm, put that shit on, poke it off
Trappin' is a habit, changed my number, had to flip the phone
When you trappin', be like Mr. Beast, got motion, nigga, don't need no son
Big body Maybach, this a Benz, sit back, recline up in a chair
Nigga die for tryna make a song, get hit in the fire, get put in the air, pussy

(Get hit in that fire, uh, uh, uh, go crazy)
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up" (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Uh, uh, uh, walk down) (uh)

I was a young nigga, I thought I was grown
Settin' traps, strapped in them traps, just like Home Alone
I don't need no nigga with me, I'll go alone (ayy)
Can't no nigga hit me (ayy), I don't be talkin' on the phone (hello? You know that)
Pull up in that drop, I press one button, I'll be gone (skrrt)
Cross my back, like VLONE, made my heart turn to Chrome
Grab them Glocks, put switches on, no, we don't make diss songs
War time, let's get it on, you ain't gettin' home if we don't get along
Up broad day, what up? (Ayy, ayy)
From lil' .38 to big AKs
Any time we blitz on a hit, mayday, shit, we seen it that we can't say
I got shit put in that bank, but I got shit put in my safe (ayy)
I pay niggas to keep me safe, but I'm still gon' spray, gotta play it safe
Shoutout my niggas that made it spray, shoutout my niggas that made a way
And all my bugs sprayin' Raid, where he play, where he lay
And we sprayin' wherever he go, he already sprayed where he stay
Mob nigga, already was made, rich as hell, I already made it

Ayy, it's on me, hot, real geek boy shit, I need this other girl
Real Rockstar geeked up bitch, never go to sleep
Walked the world, I'm geeked on G6, I keep a gun or three
Walk niggas down, shoot with precision, nigga
Every time we come through scorin', we never missin', nigga
Free all the guys that never blanked up on a mission, nigga
Give an opp face-shots, no FaceTime, shooters gon' walk down in straight lines
Hittin', precision, ain't no wastin' bullets or wastin' time
And you can argue ain't nobody died, shit, ain't nobody slide
How the fuck these niggas hidin'? Nigga keep speakin' slime (ayy)
Lay it down, lay it down, these fuck niggas know how we get down
And how we walk down, nigga play, we get the chop down





(Brrt, uh-huh, go crazy)
(Walk, walk)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "It's Going Down" by Zero G paint a vivid picture of the rapper's gritty and street-oriented lifestyle. The song begins with a reference to pimping and sets the tone for the raw and aggressive content that follows.


In the first paragraph, Zero G taps into the influence of his hometown, Memphis. He mentions Project Pat, a fellow rapper known for his explicit lyrics and aggressive delivery. The lines suggest that Zero G is not to be underestimated; he is a gorilla-pimp, street-savvy and unafraid to assert his dominance. The references to selling drugs and robbing highlight the harsh reality of his earlier struggles, where finding a traditional job may have seemed impossible.


The second paragraph continues to explore the street life in Memphis. Zero G describes the city as a place where survival takes precedence over waiting for nightfall to engage in criminal activities. Walking someone down is a term used to describe a confrontational situation where you assert your dominance and intimidate others. The lyrics imply that Zero G has been immersed in the streets since his early teenage years, suggesting that he has gained substantial experience and credibility.


The third paragraph takes a personal turn, mentioning JD, likely referring to a close friend or associate who has had a run-in with the law. Zero G prays for his friend's release and emphasizes the loyalty within their circle. The line about changing his number and flipping the phone suggests that he takes precautions to evade law enforcement or rival gangs. The reference to Mr. Beast highlights Zero G's agility and ability to navigate the trap game with finesse.


The final paragraph delves deeper into Zero G's individuality and self-reliance. He expresses independence, stating that he doesn't need anyone with him and that he doesn't engage in excessive phone conversations, possibly to avoid incrimination. The mention of VLONE and Chrome represents symbols of toughness and resilience. The lyrics also touch upon violence and conflict, demonstrating Zero G's readiness to defend himself and his crew.


Overall, "It's Going Down" showcases Zero G's immersion in the street life of Memphis, his experiences in the trap game, and his loyalty and readiness to protect his own. The lyrics convey a sense of gritty realism and a commitment to survival in a tough environment, where success and reputation are earned through street credibility.


Line by Line Meaning

(Play me some pimpin', mane)
Please play some impressive and captivating music for me, my friend


Ooh, you're my darlin', darlin', baby
Oh, you are my beloved and precious one, my sweet baby


From the city that made you lay it down and make 'em hit the trunk (ho')
From the city that taught you to submit and surrender and force them to open the trunk of the car


I'm Project Pat, can't keep no eyes, gorilla-pimp that ho'
I am Project Pat, a powerful and dominant figure who aggressively controls and exploits women


I gorilla-pimp my dope, uh, sweet, uh, pour
I skillfully and forcefully manipulate the distribution of drugs, displaying a mix of both toughness and charm


Uh, blicks, uh (dope, I sold, I robbed)
Weapons, drugs, and criminal activities (such as selling and robbing) that I am involved in


(I remember days I was fucked up tryna go and get a job)
I recall the times when I was struggling and desperate to find employment


Welcome to Memphis, where a nigga take somethin' before he starve
Welcome to Memphis, where individuals resort to taking things by force rather than suffering from hunger


We don't wait 'til nighttime, we broad day, son, get in the yard
We don't delay until it's dark outside, we seize opportunities in broad daylight, my friend, let's take action


Lay down, walk a nigga down, this a theme song
Subdue your opponent, overpower them completely, as if this act is the anthem of our lifestyle


I've been in the streets since I was thirteen, they can't leave me wrong
I have been immersed in the streets and its hardships since the age of thirteen, no one can question my credibility


JD done went to court today, I pray my twin beat it home
JD attended his court hearing today, I hope my friend who shares a close bond with me is acquitted and returns safely


Told the judge, 'Gotta free thirty,' if he don't, then we gon' send him home
Informed the judge that we possess abundant influence and resources to secure freedom, but if denied, we will resort to our own methods


Walk him down, mmm-mmm, put that shit on, poke it off
Ambush him, take assertive action, and remove any potential threats


Trappin' is a habit, changed my number, had to flip the phone
Engaging in illicit activities has become a routine, altering my contact details was necessary to evade detection


When you trappin', be like Mr. Beast, got motion, nigga, don't need no son
When involved in illegal dealings, behave like a smart and elusive individual, always in constant movement and with no need for assistance


Big body Maybach, this a Benz, sit back, recline up in a chair
Driving a luxurious Maybach, which is a Mercedes-Benz, relax in a comfortable position, lean back in your seat


Nigga die for tryna make a song, get hit in the fire, get put in the air, pussy
Individuals are prepared to risk their lives by attempting to create a song, but they end up getting shot and killed, ending up in the air as a lifeless body, coward


(Get hit in that fire, uh, uh, uh, go crazy)
(Become a victim in that dangerous situation, go insane with excitement)


What Juicy say? He be like, 'Shut the fuck up' (uh, uh, uh, uh)
What does Juicy say? He repeatedly commands others to be silent and stop speaking


(Uh, uh, uh, walk down) (uh)
(Take assertive action and confront someone aggressively)


I was a young nigga, I thought I was grown
During my youth, I foolishly believed that I was mature and independent


Settin' traps, strapped in them traps, just like Home Alone
Engaging in illegal activities, armed and prepared for any unexpected encounters, similar to the movie Home Alone


I don't need no nigga with me, I'll go alone (ayy)
I don't require the presence of another individual, I am capable of handling things by myself


Can't no nigga hit me (ayy), I don't be talkin' on the phone (hello? You know that)
No man can harm me, and I avoid engaging in conversations over the phone (Hello? You already know this)


Pull up in that drop, I press one button, I'll be gone (skrrt)
Arrive in a convertible car, with the simple press of a button, I quickly disappear


Cross my back, like VLONE, made my heart turn to Chrome
Wearing a distinct brand, like VLONE, has hardened my emotions and turned my heart cold


Grab them Glocks, put switches on, no, we don't make diss songs
Grab hold of our pistols, modify them with switches, and make it clear that we don't waste our time creating songs to disrespect others


War time, let's get it on, you ain't gettin' home if we don't get along
During times of conflict, let's engage in battle, if we don't have a positive relationship, you won't survive and reach your destination


Up broad day, what up? (Ayy, ayy)
Ready and active during the daytime, what's happening? (Hey, hey)


From lil' .38 to big AKs
Starting from small handguns to large AK-47 rifles


Any time we blitz on a hit, mayday, shit, we seen it that we can't say
Whenever we aggressively move in on a mission, it becomes a critical situation, and we've witnessed things that can't be openly spoken about


I got shit put in that bank, but I got shit put in my safe (ayy)
I have deposits in the bank, but I also store valuable possessions in a secure safe


I pay niggas to keep me safe, but I'm still gon' spray, gotta play it safe
I hire individuals to protect my safety, but I'm still willing to use firearms when necessary, ensuring cautiousness


Shoutout my niggas that made it spray, shoutout my niggas that made a way
Acknowledging and showing respect to my associates who don't hesitate to use firearms, and those who have paved their own path to success


And all my bugs sprayin' Raid, where he play, where he lay
And all my people, armed and ready to attack, just like spraying bug repellent, we know where our targets frequent and where they rest


And we sprayin' wherever he go, he already sprayed where he stay
And we continue to attack relentlessly, wherever our target goes, they've already been targeted and attacked where they reside


Mob nigga, already was made, rich as hell, I already made it
I am a member of a criminal organization, already established, and I am extremely wealthy, I've already achieved success


Ayy, it's on me, hot, real geek boy shit, I need this other girl
Hey, I'm carrying the responsibility and it's intense, engaging in true enthusiast behavior, I desire the company of another girl


Real Rockstar geeked up bitch, never go to sleep
A genuinely rebellious and energized woman, who never rests or goes to sleep


Walked the world, I'm geeked on G6, I keep a gun or three
I've traveled extensively, under the influence of drugs, on a private jet G6. I always carry multiple guns for protection


Walk niggas down, shoot with precision, nigga
Approach and confront individuals aggressively, shooting with accuracy and careful aim, my friend


Every time we come through scorin', we never missin', nigga
Whenever we arrive ready for action, we always hit our targets, never failing to be successful, my friend


Free all the guys that never blanked up on a mission, nigga
Release all the individuals who have remained loyal and never made mistakes or hesitated during a mission, my friend


Give an opp face-shots, no FaceTime, shooters gon' walk down in straight lines
Deliver powerful shots to the face of our enemies, without the need for video calls, our shooters will directly pursue and confront them without hesitation


Hittin', precision, ain't no wastin' bullets or wastin' time
Striking with accuracy and precision, ensuring no wasted bullets or wasted time


And you can argue ain't nobody died, shit, ain't nobody slide
And you can debate that no one has been killed, well, the truth is that no one has taken revenge or retaliated


How the fuck these niggas hidin'? Nigga keep speakin' slime (ayy)
How the hell are these individuals hiding? They continue to talk and act like criminals


Lay it down, lay it down, these fuck niggas know how we get down
Submit and surrender, these cowardly individuals are well aware of our aggressive nature and how we conduct ourselves


And how we walk down, nigga play, we get the chop down
And how we confront and intimidate, if anyone dares to challenge us, we will engage in violence




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Herbert Randall Wright III, Tyreke Rogers

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DJ Bugsy

For 2008 this track is insane

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Wow what a tune

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nice one buddy - Crysis ftw :) have a great weekend!

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