AmeriKKKa's Nightmare

Rolling with my motherfucking strap on the side of me Don't fuck with the East Bay G ..Repeat three more times Buck 'em down with the clip and the trigga Screaming like Eiht yelling come on niggaz Nappy head muthafuckas in a coupe Deville Lightin shi

Smellin' stale fresh out the county jail Coppers gave me hell in a cell But now its Mo' Murder to make mail They thought my heart was playin' life at a different pitch But I stick to the scrip Dump a snitch in a ditch Its 94 I came to be fuckin' arou

You can get the gat for this And you can get the gat for that [Chorus] Niggas wonder why S-P-I do or die I don't give a fuck, I'm just a nigga stayin' high So why do you roll with a strap on ya side Cause these playin hatin niggas want to jack me for