Detroit, Hey guess what, they us two bonuses this year And you know happened?
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
up, ginnied up, ski mask, black truck Dickey outfit, passenger side, pistol grip Fuck it I just did two A chrome tech nine, it'll tear out niggaz
It's a party, go on in and fun 'Cause after it's over all you gon' is Shootin', blastin', hittin' the in the safe, shit I'm 'bout to score
'Cause I'm dangerous, off I'll bust even the nigga that came with us And this is for my that be robbin' and stealin' Carjackin', murder one's, and fuckin' dealin'
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
I in the club blowed up, nine millimeter cocked Something's telling me to stop, fuck it I don't see the Nigga's don't believe until they see out Stupid motherfuckers want to the scenic route, now the heater's out
Bitches scream like I my penis out me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demon's out Everybody on the floor, out of that naked Come out of them diamonds and you out of that velor
The party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the Matter of fact turn it up shit I can use it I need the noise in case I have to let a off Saw another icey chain, walked over and it off
Give me that butter soft, and since you out the bar You can buy my for today and tomorrow I'm out for the paper, my homie better hide the I'm in the game starvin', and I ain't playin' buy the rules
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)