American Gangsta

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta

(Verse)

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 like an 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 that

Tryin to do opposite.

They dont really wanna see how phyco 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

I am becomin nauseous with the fake thugs

So its love

To the real G's and all 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 what u made us.

Pull the pistol and cock it and bust in the sky

One time for the U.S, for turnin my niggas to gangstas cuz gettin money is what they do best.

Hard to fight like i ever did like Al Capone

Gangsta's is boss's,

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

(Chorus)

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta

(Verse)

Forever see me in a lack

Got work but ya never see me in a pack

A mutha fucka said he never seen me with a strap

And I heard a mutha fucka say he dont see me in the hood.

Lil nigga I dont see u, cuz homie my hood is worldwide, and gettin money is wut we do.

Make ya knee joints lock when I freak u

Hit the 3 point shot like Hedo

Turkoglu up in the game

U killin the game like pac, nigga we point glocks like he do, see u.

No one will recognize im the maker of the Midwest

Im like for real?

Controversy in the middle....

I guess im like shaquille.

U can go on feel like ya feel

Nigga kno the hands I like to kill

But if u can hit me with the bangs

Lil cheap for shit, lets strike the deal

Got my phycos in the city rollin wit me

Always ready busta cap at the king like duuu.

I can bury ya bodies like an animal

Because im a cannibal, I eat a nigga like food.

Rippin thru ur flesh so I can devour the heart

Music is my playground, but if the rappin dont get u, 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, ima get it everytime I wanna get it. im living proof

Its a category F5.

American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla

Home of the brave and in god we trust

Im just a American gangsta