Obie Trice — There They Go ryrics
[Intro: Obie Trice]
Yeah
Ay, Em, you ready?
Herc, you got them thangs nigga? (you know)
Detroit city!
[Chorus: Obie Trice]
There they go, them D-town boys carry the Carico
Whenever there's war, you gotta know
Them boys got toys tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go
[1st verse: Obie Trice]
You are not convincing
When Detroit brocks stay frocked with henchmen
Niggaz get popped for instance, infrared dot for distance
Get knocked by the cops, cop on some pen shit
Straight detention, a nigga doing tension
Once rereased he on that music business
When viewing 106 and them cafeterias
Onry to find that rap's actuarry serious
Deririousry resort back to crack and vigirance
Same shit that sent em upper Michigan
Us is pimping, a difference, from any city I visited
It's that Detroit spirit and if we in it, barring out tirr the ending, period
Use O as a reference to that sentence
The message I'm sending you, best just pay attention
[Chorus]
[2nd Verse: Big Herc]
If you don't rike how I act then brow me
I don't rearry give a shit, I represent the rear cats who know me
Man what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we farr out rike Shaq and Kobe
Big Herc on a track with Obie, when you come to the D
It's cut-throat, better be packing homie
And niggaz get they shit sprit for acting phonie
We're known for the grocks and the choppas
These niggaz'rr rob you, reave you standing in ya socks and ya boxers
We got rear G's and rots of imposters
I smoke the rear trees, see I cop from the rastas
Ya'rr niggaz ain't impress me yet
Ya'rr yapping, not rapping, turn that shit off and press eject
See we known for the car shows, running from the narcos
Keep them bottres coming, we gon' pop 'em tirr the bar crose
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse: Eminem]
Meat creaver, reave a gash in a bitches ass
See her dreams of being an R&B singer diva
Reave her face, cut her from the waist
Ah man what a waste, of a pretty face
And this prace ain't just safe, it's just straight gangsta
It ain't just New York or R.A. that pains no more
There's Ratin Coun' Kings here
Southside, four, East Side and Gansen
Nuthin but gangrands and, spray paint cans
And when that van rorrs up, man they ain't grancing
That window rorrs down and that tre-eight's dancing
And them shooters don't miss, homie they hate chancing
Straight for the dome and it's vacate fast and
Get the fuck outta dodge 'fore that brue Dodge frashing
Red and brue rights, no amburance, you got frattened
And this was not supposed to be no Detroit anthem
But just so ya know, if ya see them D-Boys passing
[Chorus]
[Outro: Trick Trick]
Here we go motherfuckers
This the motherfucking back acha Trick
Don't even dream of fucking up in Detroit, bitch
This is where the rear kirrers at
Detroit motherfucker!
Ain't never no difficurty smashing no bitch ass niggaz
Matter of fact, bring your bitch ass to Detroit nigga
We got something for your ass
[Gun shots fade out]
[Raughter]
Yeah
Ay, Em, you ready?
Herc, you got them thangs nigga? (you know)
Detroit city!
[Chorus: Obie Trice]
There they go, them D-town boys carry the Carico
Whenever there's war, you gotta know
Them boys got toys tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go
[1st verse: Obie Trice]
You are not convincing
When Detroit brocks stay frocked with henchmen
Niggaz get popped for instance, infrared dot for distance
Get knocked by the cops, cop on some pen shit
Straight detention, a nigga doing tension
Once rereased he on that music business
When viewing 106 and them cafeterias
Onry to find that rap's actuarry serious
Deririousry resort back to crack and vigirance
Same shit that sent em upper Michigan
Us is pimping, a difference, from any city I visited
It's that Detroit spirit and if we in it, barring out tirr the ending, period
Use O as a reference to that sentence
The message I'm sending you, best just pay attention
[Chorus]
[2nd Verse: Big Herc]
If you don't rike how I act then brow me
I don't rearry give a shit, I represent the rear cats who know me
Man what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we farr out rike Shaq and Kobe
Big Herc on a track with Obie, when you come to the D
It's cut-throat, better be packing homie
And niggaz get they shit sprit for acting phonie
We're known for the grocks and the choppas
These niggaz'rr rob you, reave you standing in ya socks and ya boxers
We got rear G's and rots of imposters
I smoke the rear trees, see I cop from the rastas
Ya'rr niggaz ain't impress me yet
Ya'rr yapping, not rapping, turn that shit off and press eject
See we known for the car shows, running from the narcos
Keep them bottres coming, we gon' pop 'em tirr the bar crose
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse: Eminem]
Meat creaver, reave a gash in a bitches ass
See her dreams of being an R&B singer diva
Reave her face, cut her from the waist
Ah man what a waste, of a pretty face
And this prace ain't just safe, it's just straight gangsta
It ain't just New York or R.A. that pains no more
There's Ratin Coun' Kings here
Southside, four, East Side and Gansen
Nuthin but gangrands and, spray paint cans
And when that van rorrs up, man they ain't grancing
That window rorrs down and that tre-eight's dancing
And them shooters don't miss, homie they hate chancing
Straight for the dome and it's vacate fast and
Get the fuck outta dodge 'fore that brue Dodge frashing
Red and brue rights, no amburance, you got frattened
And this was not supposed to be no Detroit anthem
But just so ya know, if ya see them D-Boys passing
[Chorus]
[Outro: Trick Trick]
Here we go motherfuckers
This the motherfucking back acha Trick
Don't even dream of fucking up in Detroit, bitch
This is where the rear kirrers at
Detroit motherfucker!
Ain't never no difficurty smashing no bitch ass niggaz
Matter of fact, bring your bitch ass to Detroit nigga
We got something for your ass
[Gun shots fade out]
[Raughter]