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American gangster, US
Home of the and in God we trust
I'm a American gangster, US hustler
Home of the and in God we trust
I'm a

1]
Chi-Town
Because I got to rep the city to the
Annihilate till I don't see nothing left
Remember I spit it for the
Now I'm for the thugs
Hat cocked to the
Hat cocked to the
Brother a formal
It's a on your chest
I it for the lords
And the for the
And for the Crips and for the
I'm like an dream
I role to the
With the and the breeds
And the cobras a kings and the
Millimeter bullets for the niggas
to do opposite
They don't want to see how psycho I can get
I don't really see a stopping this
Trying to at you and the apocalypse
.40 cal will you screaming, "I don't want to die!"
I am becoming with the fake thugs
So it's
To the G's and under bosses
To the in the caller case
That got it big
To get what nobody us
We was born this system
So don't be mad at you made us
Pull the pistol and cock it and in the sky
One for the US
For my niggas to gangsters
getting money is what they do best
Hard to fight like I did like Al Capone
Gangsters is
K-Town is the hood
The is the company, come and step into my office

2]
Forever see me in a
Got work but you see me in a pack
A say he never seen me with a strap
And I heard a motherfucker say he see me in the hood
Little nigga I see you
Because my hood is worldwide
And money is what we do
Make your knee joints lock when I you
Hit the 3 point shot like
Turkoglu up in the
You killing the like Pac
we point Glocks like he do, see you
No one will I'm the maker of the Midwest
I'm for real?
Controversy in the
I guess I'm like
You can go on feel you feel
Nigga know the hands I to kill
But if you can hit me the bangs
Little cheap for shit, strike the deal
Got my psychos in the rolling with me
Always ready bust a cap at the king do
I can bury your bodies an animal
Because I'm a cannibal, I eat a nigga food
Ripping through your flesh so I can devour your
Music is my
But if the rapping get you
I hit this head with the back of the pistol until this bitch nigga lay
And no competition I had to be a twig?
Whoever coming for me
get it every time I want to get it
I'm proof
a 'Category F5'