Detroit-33

Uh-huh, yeah Easy! Easy come, easy go That you better know Bad thing get me off When she turn me on That's a hole in one I ain't playing golf Someone call a pound I'm a big dog Gotta call your boys You's a bitch, dawg Yeah, you compromised You gon' snitch, boy Said I'm sick, boy Ain't no cure for this Why you niggas lame? I'm just curious Bitch, I've been a threat This is serious Smoking blunts Back to back Till I'm delirious They delusional Am I confusing you They're probably using you This irrefutable Nigga, f*ck your office I ain't working in no cubicle Pussy falls back Boy, you see what I'ma do to you When my nigga Jesse He gon' shoot If you make a move We've been out in Cali Calabasas, maybe Malibu No, not really South Central Where we ride through Bitch, I'm from the city, D.C Yeah, 202 I'm so high Looking down And I can see the roof I'm so cold See my heart And you can see the proof They all liars hearing me And you can hear the truth Gra gra gra I'ma hit him If I ever shoot gra gra gra I'ma hit him And his whole crew I don't give a f*ck To give a f*ck Of what you're going through They say money calling Why the f*ck It never call you Got another play And I'ma switch it Like an audible This is graduation Let's just see Who made the honor roll Who gon' be the victim In the end And only God knows Running out of time Nigga, blink Then it's time gone Niggas so strange Watch em change Like the time zone Yes, I want that cheese And that bread like a calzone Niggaz want beef we gone bring it till the cows home. And that nothing Stop bluffing Yeah Kill!