Detroit, Hey guess what, they gave us two bonuses this And you know what
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
Hennied up, ginnied up, ski mask, black Dickey outfit, passenger side, grip pump Fuck it I just did two A chrome tech nine, it'll tear out spines
a party, go on in and have fun 'Cause it's over all you gon' hear is Shootin', blastin', hittin' the Ten-thousand in the safe, I'm 'bout to score
'Cause I'm dangerous, off Shit I'll bust the nigga that came with us And is for my nigga's that be robbin' and stealin' Carjackin', one's, and fuckin' drug dealin'
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
I stumble in the club up, nine millimeter cocked Something's me to stop, fuck it I don't see the cops don't believe until they see it's out Stupid motherfuckers want to the scenic route, now the heater's out
Bitches scream I pulled my penis out Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away, but the out Everybody on the floor, out of that naked Come out of them diamonds and you come out of velor
The is over, shut the fuck down, cut the music Matter of fact it back up shit 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 butter soft, and since you buyin' out the bar You can buy my drinks for today and I'm out for the paper, my better hide the jewels I'm in the game starvin', and I ain't playin' buy the nigga
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)