Lyrics

[Intro: Esham] I want it all in that in there, that's the cool shit (Yeah) Pff-haha, y'all understand? Look on the map We don't need to wear with gloves on (Gloves on, gloves on) We've been have a gloves on (Gloves on, gloves on), huh-huh We're from Michigan (Michigan, Michigan) But we called the map (Hahaha), it's cold (When we bring safe, baby! What!?) (You got) Yo, for all the people out there claimers, sends me Claimin' [members, wannabes, products?] (Pryor Tigers) (That's mine) That's mine (Oh my!) (That's mine), yo (That's mine) (Oh my) Do you know what time it is? You better come down to Motown, y'all (That's right) You got mail [Verse 1: Esham] Yo, I'm a Detroit Playa like Biggie Smalls saids So I never on tricks thats bald head And the car you ridin' in, I know you loves black I'm from Detroit baby, I been test drove back And plus you dirty rat, you need a chineese slap You say you wanna battle me, but you can't rap In the new millenium, I hope you all would die 'Cause some of those styles yaw chouse is wild [Chorus: Esham] Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (313) Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (313) Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (313) Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (313) [Post-Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G] My Detroit players [Verse 2: TNT, Esham] From the East out-of-towner, where you find TNT With the smoke in my hand, in the fithy reme Back 7 Mile, West to East, Westside, hit crashes, swervin' One hundred spokes, hatas want me to crashin' Pust I pack the plastic, the situation drastic Clackin' all digital, the addition be critical Still political, still poetic ho, yeah [Chorus: Esham & TNT] Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (Yeah) (313) Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (Yeah) (313) Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T [Post-Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G] My Detroit players [Verse 3: Esham] You say you wanted to get your gamble on, get your ride on Get your bang on, slang on, get your trick on and get gone In the wind like Ghandie, out huntin' for a fine little mommy Might see "E" on 7 M-I-L-E, Manhattan N-Y-C, East Coast to Cali I be runnin' through this bitch like Barry Sanders Detroit underground commander [Pre-Chorus: Esham] You say you wanna bust somethin', disscus sometin' Smoke a little crush somethin', plus ride a little plus on 'em Bust somethin', disscus sometin' Smoke a little crush somethin', plus ride a little plus on 'em [Chorus: Esham] Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (313) Baby, D-E-T-R-O-I-T (313) [Post-Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G] My Detroit players [Outro: Esham & The Notorious B.I.G] This goes out to all my homies! (313) (My Detroit players) (Detroit! Now what?! What?! What?!) New York calendars for all the players! (My Det-my Det-my-my Detroit players) ([?] [4343, you see?]) Down in the dirty side! (313) (My Detroit players) 'Cause I (My Det-my Det-my-my Detroit players) ([?]) KFC y'all players, all over the planet! (My-my Detroit players) Yo, it causes outta yo' rush ya or rush out! (My Det-my Det-my-my Detroit players) (Yo, [?] and keep your hands out!) Eh-heh, yo! (Detroit) Did ya catch me? Check this Slovakia! (Welcome to Centra!) Yo Goodbye