作词 : Mitchell+Taylor+Gant
作曲 : Mitchell+Taylor+Gant
[Chorus] X2
American gangster,
US hustler
Home of the brave and in
God we trust
I'm just a
American gangster,
US hustler
Home of the brave and in
God we trust
I'm just a[Verse 1]
Chi-Town bred
Because I got to rep the city to the death
Annihilate them till
I don't see nothing left
Remember I spit it for the *****es
Now I'm spitting for the thugs
Hat cocked to the right
Hat cocked to the left
Brother it's a formal
It's a focus on your chest
I spit it for the lords
And the for the folks
And for the
Crips and for the
BloodsI'm like an
American dream
I role to the green
With the souls and the breeds
And the cobras a kings and the 2-16
Millimeter bullets for the ****** that
Trying to do opposite
They don't really want to see how psycho
I can getI don't really see a ************ stopping this
Trying to come at you and the apocalypse.40 cal will have you screaming, "I don't want to die!"
I am becoming nauseous with the fake thugs
So it's love
To the real
G's and under bosses
To the ****** in the caller case
That got into it big
To get what nobody gave us
We was born into this system
So don't be mad at what you made us
Pull the pistol and cock it and bust in the sky
One time for the
USFor turning my ****** to gangsters
Because getting money is what they do best
Hard to fight like
I ever did like
Al CaponeGangsters is bosses
K-Town is the **********ing hood
The Rock is the company, come and step into my office[Chorus]
X2[Verse 2]
Forever see me in a '
LacGot work but you never see me in a pack
A ************ say he never seen me with a strap
And I heard a ************ say he don't see me in the hood
Little *****
I don't see you
Because homie my hood is worldwide
And getting money is what we do
Make your knee joints lock when
I freak you
Hit the 3 point shot like
HedoTurkoglu up in the game
You killing the game like
******** we point
Glocks like he do, see you
No one will recognize
I'm the maker of the
MidwestI'm like for real?
Controversy in the middle
I guess I'm like
ShaquilleYou can go on feel like you feel
***** know the hands
I like to kill
But if you can hit me with the bangs
Little cheap for ****, let's strike the deal
Got my psychos in the city rolling with me
Always ready bust a cap at the king like do
I can bury your bodies like an animal
Because I'm a cannibal,
I eat a ***** like food
Ripping through your flesh so
I can devour your heart
Music is my playground
But if the rapping don't get you
I hit this head with the back of the pistol until this ***** ***** lay down
And no competition
I had to be ****ing a twig?
Whoever coming for me gangster
I'ma get it every time
I want to get it
I'm living proof
It's a 'Category
F5'[Chorus]
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