Detroit, Hey guess what, gave us two bonuses this year And you what happened?
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
Hennied up, ginnied up, ski mask, truck Dickey outfit, passenger side, pistol pump Fuck it I just did two A chrome tech nine, tear out niggaz spines
It's a party, go on in and fun 'Cause after it's over all you gon' is Shootin', blastin', the floor in the safe, shit I'm 'bout to score
'Cause I'm dangerous, off Shit I'll bust even the that came with us And this is for my that be robbin' and stealin' Carjackin', murder one's, and 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 Nigga's don't believe they see it's out motherfuckers want to take the scenic route, now the heater's out
Bitches scream I pulled my penis out Beggin' me to put that big away, but the demon's out Everybody on the floor, out of that naked out of them diamonds and you come out of that velor
The party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the 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 that butter soft, and you buyin' out the bar You can buy my drinks for and tomorrow I'm out for the paper, my homie better 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)