Muurder Lyrics - The Re-up - Eminem

Detroit, Motown 

Hey guess what, they gave us two bonuses this year 

And you know what happened? 

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder 

(Murder, murder) 

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder 

(Murder, murder) 

Hennied up, ginnied up, ski mask, black truck 

Dickey outfit, passenger side, pistol grip pump 

Fuck it I just did two lines 

A chrome tech nine, it'll tear out niggaz spines 

It's a party, go on in and have fun 

'Cause after it's over all you gon' hear is 

Shootin', blastin', hittin' the floor 

Ten-thousand in the safe, shit I'm 'bout to score 

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'Cause I'm dangerous, off Angeldust 

Shit I'll bust even the nigga that came with us 

And this is for my nigga's that be robbin' and stealin' 

Carjackin', murder one's, and fuckin' drug dealin' 

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder 

(Murder, murder) 

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder 

(Murder, murder) 

I stumble in the club blowed up, nine millimeter cocked 

Something's telling me to stop, fuck it I don't see the cops 

Nigga's don't believe until they see it's out 

Stupid motherfuckers want to 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 out of that naked 

Come out of them diamonds and you come out of that velor 

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The party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the music 

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 icey chain, walked over and tugged it off 

Give me that butter soft, 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 the jewels 

I'm in the game starvin', and I ain't playin' buy the rules nigga 

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder 

(Murder, murder) 

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder 

(Murder, murder) 

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