Cry Now (Shady Remix)

Detroit, Motown Hey guess what, they gave us the two [?] this year And you know what happened? Robbin', shootin', killin', murder (Murder, Murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murder) Hennied up, ginning up, ski mask, black truck Dickey outfit, passenger side (pistol grip pump) Fuck it, I just did two lines A chrome TEC-9, it'll tear out niggas spines It's a party, go get in and have fun Cause after it's over all you goin' hear is gunshots Shootin', blastin', hittin' the floor Ten-thousand in the safe, shit I'm 'bout to score Cause I'm dangerous, off angel dust Shit I'll bust even the nigga that came wit' us And this is for my niggas that be robbin' and stealin' Carjacking, murder one's and fuckin' drugdealin' I stumble in the club, blowed up 9mm cocked, something's tellin' me to stop Fuck it, I don't see the cops Niggas don't believe it 'till they see it's out Stupid motherfuckers wanna take the scenic route, now the heater's out Bitches scream like I pulled my penis out Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demon's out Everybody on the floor, come outta that mink Come outta them diamonds and you come out of that velour The party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the music scratches Matter of fact turn it back up, shit I can use it I need the noise in case I have to let a couple off Saw another icy chain, walked over and tugged it off Give me that buttersoft, and since you buyin' out the bar You can buy my drinks for today and tomorrow I'm out for the paper my homie, better hide your jewels I'm in the game starvin' and I ain't playin' by the rules nigga