Detroit VS Everybody (Remix)

[Hook: Dej Loaf] Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (static) I swear I love my city, I just want a little (static) See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (static) Detroit vs. Everybody [Verse 1: Dej Loaf] Ayo, east side, raised on that east side When we just throw our pinkies up along with the peace sign Fairview street sign, who the fuck are these guys? Niggas want war, we make 'em feel it, touch their G-spot My grandma sold pies and I ain't talkin' 'bout no key lime Junkies at the side door, make sure that ain't 5-0 They done set her up, they done hit her with that combo They done let the dogs out, house smellin' like Pine Sol That was on the north end, I was on the porch then Grandma what you cookin' up? Grandma why that fork bent? Grandma where my mom at? Now I want her, beep her up Always imagined we was poor and that her feet was up Jordans, yeah we had 'em on, bitch it wasn't no teasin' us Remember me and Pooh was in the window eatin' peanut butter Damn I miss my cousin, I'm like R.I.P. to Trina's son I'm from where it ain't no love, everybody need a gun [Verse 2: SayItAint] I say I'm 'bout to kill these niggas, ho I'm breakin' bread with Dej Loaf And I ain't ever been a ho, bitch I prefer the fur coat If Detroit was a farm, nigga I'ma be the GOAT If my hood had a parade, nigga I'ma be the float If my bitch call me "Boo", nigga I'ma be a ghost R.I.P. to Martell, I couldn't see my cousin grow And I put on for the Mitten, don't get burnt by the stove Me and money go together like L, M, N, O Yep and R.I.P. to To, why you had to go? I'm tryna keep my poise, son, like Bell Biv Devoe And I tell a bitch, "Act like you've been here before" And she told me she like heel so I got that bitch coke Yeah, and my nigga I ain't talkin' 'bout no shoe game My niggas know I got 'em like Bruce Wayne All I do is hang around apes, nigga, no lames Every time I come I'm in the ghost, that's my boo thang Bitch I'm from the... [Verse 3: Oba Rowland] West side, raised on that west side By both parents and a chopper, lord knows I got problems Drawer full of condoms, fuck everybody I tried to change my tendencies, I got less friends than enemies Try me, I'ma get your mothafuckin' fam like the Kennedy's It'll go on for infinity, knowin' I'ma never get my fuckin' props I'm fat but I'll fuck your mama in your daddy's house Hit her doggy style while the cat around, and bust a nut On your hand-me-downs, now you got nothin' to wear You wasn't prepared, I'm in studios that Puffy was in You puffin' on squares Cuffin' the ass of a bitch with Rapunzel-like hair Capone got killed, I'm huntin' 'em still If they die a natural death, I'm huntin' their kids We never forgive, especially when The chances we chance for the advancement of cash Abruptly comes to an end Shit I'm just lucky my life just wasn't in sin Keep all my dead homies covered in gin See I know niggas' history, these stories do not fit you Nobody gave this fat nigga a pass Like back when the Lions had Scott Mitchell Beef is when I get you before the cops get you Every time I see niggas with fake DVE I pray the cops with 'em if God isn't [Hook: Dej Loaf] Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (static) I swear I love my city, I just want a little (static) See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (static) Detroit vs. Everybody