Murder – D12 – letras

[Bizarre]Detroit, MotownHey guess what?They gave us a soup bowl this yearAnd you know what happened?Robbin’, shootin’, killin’, murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) (2x)[Bizarre]Hennyed up, remmyed up, ski mask, black truckDickie outfit, passenger side (Mr. Grip Pump)Fuck it, I just did two linesA chrome tech nine, it’ll tear out nigga’s spineIt’s a party, go on in and have fun’cause after it’s over, all you goin’ hear is {*gunshots*}Shootin’, blastin’, hittin’ the floor$10,000 in the safe, shit I’m about to score’Cause I’m dangerous, off angel dust, shit I’ll busteven the nigga that came wit’ usAnd this is for my niggas that be robbin’ and stealin’carjackin’, murder one’s and fuckin’ drug dealin’sRobbin’, shootin’, killin’, murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) (2x)[Kuniva]I stumble in the club blowed, 9 millimeter cockedsomething’s tellin’ me to stop, fuck it, I ain’t see the copsNiggas don’t believe it till they see it’s outStupid motherfuckers wanna take a scenic routenow the heaters out, bitches scream like I pulled my penis outBeggin’ me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demon’s outEverybody on the floor, come out of that minkcome out of them diamonds and you come out of that valuerParty is over, shut the fuck down, cut the musicmatter of fact turn it back it up, shit I can use itI need the noise, in case I have to let a couple offSaw another icy chain, walked over and tugged it offGimme that butter soft, they say she buyin’ out the barYou can buy my drinks for today and tomorrowI’m out for the paper, my homie, better hide them jewelsI’m in the game starvin’ and I ain’t playin’ by the rules niggaRobbin’, shootin’, killin’, murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) (2x)[50 Cent] S-s-s-s-s-shady[Eminem] It’s the Re-Up