American Gangsta

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Chi-town bred

Cuz I gotta rep my city to the death

Annialate them till I dont see nothin left

Remember I spit it for the bitches

Now im spittin for the thugs

Hat cocked to the right

Hat cocked to the left

Brotha its a formal

Its a focus on ya chest

I spit it for the lords, and the for the folks and for the crips and for the bloods

Im at the american dream

Role to the green, with the souls and the breeds and the cobras a kings and the 2-16

Millimeter bullets from the niggas

Tryin to do opposite.

They dont really wanna see how syko I can get

I dont really see a mutha fucka stoppin this

Tryin to come at u and the apocalypse

.40 cal will have ya screamin, I dont wanna die

Im becomin nauseaus with the fake thugs

Show us love

To the real G's and to all of the boss's

To the niggas in the caller case

That got into it big

To get wut nobody gave us

We was born into this system, so dont be mad at wut u made us.

Pull the pistol and cock it and bust in the sky

1 time for the U.S, for turnin my niggas to gangstas cuz gettin money is wut we do best.

Gangsta's is boss's,

K-town is the mutha fuckin hood, the Rock is the company, come and step into my office.

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust