There They Go

Yeah
Ay, Em you ready?
Herk, you got them things, nigga?
You know
Detroit city
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever there's war, you gots to know
Them boys got toys, tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go
You are not convincin'
When Detroit blocks stay flocked with henchman
Niggas get popped for instance, infrared dot for distance
Get knocked by the cops, cop on some pen shit
Straight detention, a nigga doin' tension
Once released, he on that music business
From viewin' 106 in them cafeterias
Only to find that rap's actually serious
Deliriously resort back to crack and vigilance
Same shit that sent 'en upper Michigan
Us is pimpin', a difference from any city I've visited
It's that Detroit spirit and if we in it
Ballin' out 'til the end, period
Use O as the reference to that sentence
The message I'm sendin', you best just pay attention
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever there's war, you gots to know
Them boys got toys, tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go
If you don't like how I act then blow me
I don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
Man, what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we fall out like Shaq and Kobe
Big Herk on a track with Obie
When you come to the D, it's cutthroat, better be packin', homie
Where niggas get they shit split for actin' phony (yeah)
We're known for the Glocks and the choppers
These niggas'll rob you, leave you standin' in ya socks and ya boxers
We got real G's and lots of imposters
I smoke the real trees, see, I cop from the Rastas
Y'all niggas ain't impress me yet
Y'all yappin', not rappin', turn that shit off and press eject
See we known for the car shows, runnin' from the Narcos
Keep them bottles comin', we gon' pop 'em 'til the bar close
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever there's war, you gots to know
Them boys got toys, tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go, there they go
There they go, there they go, there they go
Them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
Meat cleaver, leave a gash in a bitch's ass
see her dreams of being an R&B singer diva
leave her face cut up from the waist up
man, what a waste of a pretty face
man, this place ain't just safe, it's just straight gangster
It ain't just New York or LA that bangs no more
There's Latin Coun' Kings here
Southside, four, Eastside and Gansen
nothin' but ganglands and spray paint cans
and when that van rolls up, man, they ain't glancin'
That window rolls down and that Trey 8's dancin'
And them shooters don't mis,s homie, man they hate chancin'
It's straight for the dome and it's vacate fast and
Get the fuck outta dodge 'fore that blue dodge flashin'
Red and blue lights, no ambulance, you got flattened
And this was not supposed to be no Detroit anthem
But just so you know if you see them D-Boys passin'
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever there's war, you gots to know
Them boys got toys, tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go, there they go
There they go, there they go, there they go
Them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
Here we go motherfuckers
This the motherfuckin' back atcha Trick
Don't even dream of fucking up in Detroit, bitch
This is where the real killers at
Detroit, motherfucker
Ain't never no difficulty smashing no bitch-ass niggas
Matter of fact, bring your bitch-ass to Detroit, nigga
We got something for your ass