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, up, ski mask, black truck Dickey outfit, passenger side, pistol grip Fuck it I did two lines A tech nine, it'll tear out niggaz spines
a party, go on in and have fun 'Cause after it's all you gon' hear 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 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 telling me to stop, fuck it I see the cops don't believe until they see it's out Stupid motherfuckers to take 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 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 need the noise in case I have to let a off Saw another chain, walked over and tugged it off
Give me that soft, and since you buyin' out the bar You can buy my drinks for today and I'm out for the paper, my homie better the jewels I'm in the game starvin', and I playin' buy the rules nigga
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)