Esham - Detroit 101 Lyrics
DetroitYo, 313Detroit 101D-E-TDetroit, Detroit 101[Esham]It's all about *****es, hoes, fat bank rollsThe DTS Caddy with the fresh set of VoguesSpinnin' on blades, forever stayed paid, truePlus I'm dope like your hoe sniff a QuaaludeAnd put the 'Smack Down' on any ***** out here like 'The Rock'Not like the wrestler, but the ki off the blockStraight off the East Side where they murder copsMy pistol's in the air goin' pop, pop, popI'm killin' anything that's 'Shady'Bitin' my style? Pay meAnd even in stereo you still couldn't play meCrack baby, 313, D-E-T*****es pop they ***** at night for they feeAll type-a trickin' and freakin', ain't shit free'Cuz *****in' off ya skrill wit' these hoes can cost me up in(Chorus)Detroit, what?Detroit, what?Detroit (Detroit, Detroit) mutha*****a! [2x][Esham]In Detroit, never leave ya house without a gunI don't give a ***** if you're gettin' ya hair donePickin' up ya daughter or droppin' off ya son'Cuz criminals got bullets and dyin' to share someWhen ya ridin', gotta watch what street you turn downYou might look around and everything is burnt downOn fire, street lights brokenThe hustlas don't kill on guys the fiend's smokin'While the players play 247 parleyStill gets *****ed up like Bob Marley(Like Bob Marley) [4x][Mastamind talking]Uh, blaze one for the wicketLearn about some shit[Mastamind]I'm just a D-E-T P-I-M-PWhile you at home 'sleep I'm out on them streetsCity slicker *****, I'm the nigga with shitThat'll rip through ya body, so quit
