DJ Green Lantern - Welcome To Detroit City lyrics

(Benzino) Get anybody on your roster who could f** with Ray Obie Trice you a busta I don't think you wanna play (echoes whilst Obie is talking) (Obie) You're hurtin' yaself n***a It's bad, it's bad for you C'mon! Elementary school is out! That's what the f** I'm talking about man! Detroit city my n***a Let's go! Recess! Invasion! I ain't even got a f**ing album out And n***as speaking my name! (aha!) (Welcome to Detroit city! Welcome to Detroit city yea!) (It's Mitton n***a, real n***as) You want the streets back? And you go at Marshall, n***a (these ridas n***a) (Welcome to Detroit city! Welcome to Detroit city yea!) Holla at me! come holler at me! b**h I'm a Detroit hustler (yea!) Push whips with out the muffler Loud, nasty, foul; never flashy (f** that) I meet your sister, she gon' come home changed (HA!) I bring the freak outta that b**h - Rick James I hold things if my brains aggitated (uh huh) You, no more pain your souls graduated (oh) I keep pistols, not cuz rap made it an issue This has been official since middle school (thats right) You approach me wrong I'm outliving you (uh huh) I'm from Detroit where n***as is not feeling you (thats cool) Slugs drilling you rigormortis is building you up Hugs given to ya mom, aunts, and unc's (Oh!) "Murder mitton", n***as is not getting this scenes They dont believe - misconceived Until his blood bleeds Past tense, back then n***as had some sense BENZINO! Your sk**s not equal I got your busta tucked right by my nuts bruh (aha!) I know them record sales got you in a clutch But! why come f** with us? And this is Shady (Shady!) This is the label that made a n***a able To finally stabalise loot a n***a makes (talk to em O!) What's strange to me Benzino been in the game And Obie just came But he ain't got no more fame then me That wild! Blame it on the white boy n***a thats your style Spoke on a n***a and spoke that bullsh** That another n***a won't O's no joke that bullsh** (whow) Hoes no quotes, hoes no fashion I see booty and it's pointing right at it (yea!) With rappin', it ain't happenin' fathom the tought Stick to journalism that's your art And apart from responding I know the Source will tell them Don't cop him (uh huh) Obie trice's albums not popping (huuuuh) But thats what happens when you're dealing With gays (uhuuuuuh) They flip scripts, b**h sh** just to get paid (paid) (oh!) You'z a broad Bosten even noticed its too late in the Game to pull a black and white card You's the busta Detroit don't love ya You're one of them so-so muthaf**as You know? See a n***a in Puerto Rico And shake my hand talkin' about "Obie I got ya" 'I got ya' (Welcome to Detroit city! Welcome to Detroit city yea!) BenzinHOE Benzedda n***a you a busta (Welcome to Detroit city! Welcome to Detroit city yea!) See me when I land all over you motherf**as! Bring you wolves haha Me and you! Mano y mano I crush you with the 40 ounce bottle n***a Ain't ready for that sh** n***a Real over here n***a f** y'all haters n***a Get money to all my real n***as Thats what im talking about