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