America

[Intro: Bigg Rocc]
(*Samle of Police Sireens*)
Attention all Units, be on a look out
John Doe, black male, 16 and certified
Been on last seein' dippin' through Compton
Then he was seein' dippin' through Watts
We sent this mothaf*cker match head to L.A
Don't shoot at this mothaf*cker, he'll shoot back

[Verse 1: MC Ren]
I'm that n*gga that you've been warned about
When Villain talkin' n*gga shut your mouth
I spit it with the best of them
Mothaf*cker and then sh*t it on the rest of them
Villain the great, I'ma throw a f*ckin' twist n*gga up in the game
John Doe that's my mothaf*ckin' name
I'm still that n*gga for life, I still got wise
Poor black in America crappin' the dice
Lookin' for a better way homey fiendin' to make it
The pen' s look good, n*gga day to take it ------] Bigg Rocc
They say generation X
But these little white horney-Ass-b*tches is fiendin' for sex
All my homies n*gga smokin' the bud
If we ain't asleep, we're smokin' the bud
Feds is tryin' to catch a n*gga say somethin' on the phone
So my black ass won't never come home..........

[Chorus]
[MC Ren] mothaf*ckers livin' good in America
[Chip Dirty] n*gga mothaf*ckers poor in America
[MC Ren] They say you can't smoke bud in the America
[Bigg Rocc] we puff a big bud in the America
[MC Ren] They say everybody is free in the America
[Bigg Rocc] fool n*ggas still slaves in the America
[MC Ren] Is it that f*cked up in America
[Bigg Rocc] Ain't no love for the n*ggas in America

[Verse 2: Bigg Rocc]
We hittin' corners in the U.S
Smokin' bud, drive-bys with Gorilla thugs
Layin' n*ggas like wads, wicked slubs
Spot you like light bob, infront of you n*ggas at the club
Show you how b*tch they was
I'll pull my sh*t they scatter like bugs
Forgot who done f*ck you up, John Doe n*gga bout to bubble a tub
n*ggas better squash that grudge
Before you be layin' on the side of your dubs
Have your homies cryin' sayin' damn n*gga what
Gotta them thinkin' they the next n*gga outta lock
Better keep your ass in the cut
When you beef with John Doe your ass just stuck
Keep peace with John Doe and I won't bury you
In this mothaf*ckin' harder side of America........

[Chorus: with variations]
[MC Ren] mothaf*ckers livin' good in America
[Chip Dirty] n*gga mothaf*ckers poor in America
[MC Ren] they say you can't smoke bud in the America
[Bigg Rocc] we puff a big bud in the America
[MC Ren] They say everybody is free in the America
[Bigg Rocc] fool n*ggas still slaves in the America
[MC Ren] Is it that f*cked up in America
[Bigg Rocc] Ain't no love for the n*ggas in America

[Verse 3: Chip Dirty]
I gives the f*ck, I get done my business
Get in this, leave no witness
Convected, when I spit this before I committed the crime
But spit it or I'ma, spit it or not
They be tryin' to give a n*gga some time, not 211
Can't you picture Chip Dirty straight droppin' the dime
While they f*ckin' with mines
Tryin' to cut the n*gga a deal
b*tch I won't snitch, so feel, that you can keep your bill
Just where my cell at
Homey I locked down and blocked down from the homies
When I touched down, get a creep down with the top down with the homies
Almost with the rag top 10, paint and switches
Oh yeah some Gold D's
Go sounds for the b*tches, so I can floss on
Three wheel motion, and hit switches
Get up all way thang to bang and hit snitches
n*gga virgin American dream is what I'm sellin' you
sh*t, we duz what want in America......

[Chorus]
[MC Ren] mothaf*ckers livin' good in America
[Chip Dirty] n*gga mothaf*ckers poor in America
[MC Ren] they say you can't smoke bud in the America
[Bigg Rocc] we puff a big bud in the America
[MC Ren] they say everybody is free in the America
[Bigg Rocc] fool n*ggas still slaves in the America
[MC Ren] Is it that f*cked up in America
[Bigg Rocc] Ain't no love for the n*ggas in America