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Streets of Detroit

๐Ÿ‘ค Icewear Vezzo โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Moon Walken โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:47
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โฑ๏ธ 2:47 duration
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Ooh, RJ
Two weeks in Detroit, 32 murders in 15 days
And that does not include non-fatal shootings
The amount of the largest spike really in the city's history
You know, we spoke to a woman tonight, her husband
One of the first to be killed during that time period
And he just happened to be visiting friends
In the city of Detroit when this happened

Uh, Audemar, it got the snotty nose (Snotty nose)
All this fuckin' water on me gives me snotty nose (Yeah)
I can count a hundred faster than the 'Rari go (For real)
So much diamonds 'round my neck, it make my body cold (Ooh)
Uh, Drank God, I'm the new Blade (Yeah)
Get the money, flash it on 'em, this the new wave (Yeah, new wave)
I just got a F&N and got a new K (Baow)
Mix the motherfuckin' drank with the Kool-Aid (With the Kool-Aid)
Yeah, I be talkin' like I know somethin' (Like I know somethin')
Whack a nigga by myself, so they don't know nothin'
These niggas say they gettin' dough, they
Gotta show somethin' (They gotta show it)
Take a pussy nigga chain and his show money (Hah)
I'm from the motherfuckin' 6, heard your block sweet (6, ma)
Street sweeper, that'll leave a nigga block sweeped (Street)
I do what the fuck I want, they ain't gon' stop me (They can never)
Just got a brand new hundred round, I call it auntie, uh

These are not just people that are dying, these are husbands
And fathers, and sons, and uncles, and brothers, and good people
David lived through the war in Iraq, even earning a
Purple heart by saving his crew from a roadside bomb
But he couldn't survive the streets of Detroit
Drank God, nigga, fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout, nigga?

Richest rapper in Detroit, who gon'
Dispute that? (Who gon' dispute that?)
Kill the studio, gangster, where your booth at? (Pussy)
Drop Bentley, bitches askin' where the roof at (That Bentley)
Bitch, I feel like Nino Brown, yeah, this new Jag (Feel like Nino)
All them guns, they won't save a nigga life, though (Nah)
Got some money, then I moved out by the
White folks (Moved out by the white folks)
Everything for the cheap, where the price go? (Where the price go?)
I just fucked Danny Banks, that's my white ho (For real)
Just talked to Wipe the other day, he came up in my dreams (Wipeout)
Fifty bands on me lazy, crazy in my jeans (Fifty racks, nigga)
I ain't really fuckin' with 'em if they ain't my team (Bah)
First I kill a boss and come and spray the team (Yeah)
Try to play me like a ho, but I am not that (Drank God)
Dreadhead, come and knock a nigga top back (Bah)
Everything I fuckin' do, yeah, they
Gon' mock that (Yeah, they gon' copy)
Bitch, I feel like Eazy-E up in a Sox hat, uh

If the bullets didn't hit my husband, he was not justified at all
I mean, I don't know who people think they
Are to take the life of somebody else
It's sad, it's sad, it makes you scared to go outside
It makes you, you know, intimidated by everything

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