[Intro: Bizarre]
Detroit, Motown
Ayy, guess what?
They gave us a Super Bowl this year
And you know what happened?
[Hook: Bizarre & Eminem]
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Henny-ed up, Remy-ed up, ski mask, black truck (Ugh, ugh...)
Dickie outfit, passenger side (Pistol grip punk, yeah)
Fuck it, I just did two lines (deep inhale)
A chrome TEC-9, it'll tear out nigga's spine (Pow)
It's a party, go on in and have fun (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause after it's over, all you go' hear is- (Run, nigga! Run! Oh shit- aah!)
Shootin', blastin', hittin' the floor
Ten-thousand in the safe, shit, I'm 'bout to score (Yeah)
'Cause I'm dangerous off angel dust (Yeah)
Shit, I'll bust even the nigga that came wit' us (Damn)
And this is for my niggas that be robbin' and stealin'
Carjackin', murder one's and fuckin' drug dealings
[Hook: Bizarre & Eminem]
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
[Verse 2: Kuniva]
I stumble in the club, blow the 9 millimeter, cocked
Something's tellin' me to stop- fuck it, I don't see the cops (Uh, fuck it)
Niggas don't believe until they see it's out
Stupid motherfuckers want to take the scenic route, now the heater's out (Gang)
Bitches scream like I pulled my penis out (Aah!)
Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demon's out (What?)
Everybody on the floor, come out of that mink (Give me that shit)
Come out of them diamonds, and you come out of that valor (Yes, bitch)
The party is over, sit the fuck down, cut the music (Cut that shit off)
Matter of fact turn it back it up, shit, I could use it (Oh! Oh!)
I need the noise, in case I have to let a couple off (Yeah, ah!)
Saw another icy chain, walked over and tugged it off (Give me that!)
Give me that butter-soft, and since you buyin' out the bar ([?])
You can buy my drinks for today and tomorrow (Good lookin')
I'm out for the paper, my homie, better hide your jewels (Uh-huh)
I'm in the game starvin' and I ain't playin' by the rules, nigga
[Hook: Bizarre & Eminem]
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
[Outro: 50 Cent & Eminem]
Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Shady
It's "The Re-Up"
Shad—
Detroit, Motown
Ayy, guess what?
They gave us a Super Bowl this year
And you know what happened?
[Hook: Bizarre & Eminem]
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Henny-ed up, Remy-ed up, ski mask, black truck (Ugh, ugh...)
Dickie outfit, passenger side (Pistol grip punk, yeah)
Fuck it, I just did two lines (deep inhale)
A chrome TEC-9, it'll tear out nigga's spine (Pow)
It's a party, go on in and have fun (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause after it's over, all you go' hear is- (Run, nigga! Run! Oh shit- aah!)
Shootin', blastin', hittin' the floor
Ten-thousand in the safe, shit, I'm 'bout to score (Yeah)
'Cause I'm dangerous off angel dust (Yeah)
Shit, I'll bust even the nigga that came wit' us (Damn)
And this is for my niggas that be robbin' and stealin'
Carjackin', murder one's and fuckin' drug dealings
[Hook: Bizarre & Eminem]
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
[Verse 2: Kuniva]
I stumble in the club, blow the 9 millimeter, cocked
Something's tellin' me to stop- fuck it, I don't see the cops (Uh, fuck it)
Niggas don't believe until they see it's out
Stupid motherfuckers want to take the scenic route, now the heater's out (Gang)
Bitches scream like I pulled my penis out (Aah!)
Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demon's out (What?)
Everybody on the floor, come out of that mink (Give me that shit)
Come out of them diamonds, and you come out of that valor (Yes, bitch)
The party is over, sit the fuck down, cut the music (Cut that shit off)
Matter of fact turn it back it up, shit, I could use it (Oh! Oh!)
I need the noise, in case I have to let a couple off (Yeah, ah!)
Saw another icy chain, walked over and tugged it off (Give me that!)
Give me that butter-soft, and since you buyin' out the bar ([?])
You can buy my drinks for today and tomorrow (Good lookin')
I'm out for the paper, my homie, better hide your jewels (Uh-huh)
I'm in the game starvin' and I ain't playin' by the rules, nigga
[Hook: Bizarre & Eminem]
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
Murder, murder!
[Outro: 50 Cent & Eminem]
Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Shady
It's "The Re-Up"
Shad—
( Bizarre & Kuniva )
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