Detroit, Hey guess what, they gave us two bonuses year And you what happened?
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
Hennied up, ginnied up, ski mask, truck Dickey outfit, side, pistol grip pump Fuck it I did two lines A chrome tech nine, it'll out niggaz spines
a party, go on in and have fun 'Cause after over all you gon' hear is Shootin', blastin', the floor Ten-thousand in the safe, I'm 'bout to score
'Cause I'm dangerous, off Shit I'll bust even the nigga that with us And this is for my nigga's be robbin' and stealin' Carjackin', murder one's, and fuckin' drug
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
I in the club blowed up, nine millimeter cocked Something's me to stop, fuck it I don't see the cops Nigga's believe until they see it's out Stupid want to take the scenic route, now the heater's out
Bitches like I pulled my penis out Beggin' me to put that big away, but the demon's out Everybody on the floor, come out of that Come out of them and you come out of that velor
The party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the Matter of fact turn it back up I can use it I the noise in case I have to let a couple off Saw another chain, walked over and tugged it off
Give me that butter soft, and since you out the bar You can buy my drinks for and tomorrow I'm out for the paper, my homie hide the jewels I'm in the starvin', and I ain't playin' buy the rules nigga
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)