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 'cause I gotta rep my city to the death
Annialate them 'til I don't see nothin' left
Remember I spit it for the bitches, now I'm spittin' for the thugs
Hat cocked to the right, hat cocked to the left
Brotha it's a formal, it's a focus on ya chest
I spit it for the lords and the for the folks
And for the crips and for the bloods
I'm 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 don't really wanna see how syko I can get
I don't really see a muthafucka stoppin' this
Tryin' to come at you and the apocalypse
40 cal will have ya screamin', I don't wanna die
I'm becomin' nauseous 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 don't be mad at wut you 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
'Cause getting' money is wut we do best, gangsta's is boss's
K-town is the muthafuckin' 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
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
Forever see me in a lack
Got work but ya never see me in a pack
A muthafucka said he never seen me with a strap
And I heard a muthafucka say he don't see me in the hood
Lil' nigga I don't see you 'cause homie my hood is worldwide
And getting' money is wut we do
Make ya knee joints lock when I freak you
Hit the 3 point shot like we do
[Unverified] terra look a money? You killin' the game like pac
Nigga, we point glocks like he do, see you
No one will recognize I'm the maker of the Midwest
I'm like for real? Controversy in the middle
I guess I'm like Shaquille, you can go on feel like ya feel
Nigga know the hands I like to kill
But if you can hit me with the bangs
Lil' cheap for shit, let's strike the deal
Got my sykos in the city rollin' wit me
Always ready busta cap at the king like du
I can bury ya bodies like an animal
Because I'm a cannibal, I eat a nigga like food
Rippin' through your flesh so I can devour the heart
Music is my playground but if the rappin' don't get you
I hit this head with the back of the pistol
Until this bitch nigga lay down
And no competition, I had to be fuckin' a twig?
Whoever comin' for me gangsta
I'ma get it every time I wanna get it
I'm living proof, it's a Category F5
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
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