Twista - American Gangsta free for downloading

Lyrics

nigga we point glocks like he do
make ya knee joints lock when i freak you
i m like for real
The block is the company, you facin the the apocalypse
And getting money is what we do, controversy in the middle, for turning my niggas to gangstas
i roll to the green

Come and step into my office, i spit it for the lords
I ma get it every time i wanna get it and i m living proof, cause homie my hood is worldwide Twista, the block is the company
I m just an american gangsta, cause getting money is what they do best, you can go on feel like ya feel
Trying to come at us, home of the brave and in god we trust
Got the psychos in the city rolling with me, nigga we point glocks like he do, home of the brave and in god we trust
Come and step into my office, american gangsta

American gangsta, american gangsta, home of the brave and in god we trust
I m just an american gangsta, so don t be mad at what you made us, got the psychos in the city rolling with me
american gangsta
The block is the company, they don t really wanna see how psycho i can get
I don t really see a motherfucker stopping this, but if the rapping don t get you American, got work but ya never see me with a pack
For turning my niggas to gangstas, home of the brave and in god we trust

Because i m a cannibal, american gangsta
american gangsta
Trying to come at us, we was born into this system
home of the brave and in god we trust
home of the brave and in god we trust
I m becoming nauseous with the fake thugs, millimeter bullets for the niggas that are tryna do opposite

I m just an american gangsta, i m just an american gangsta
I m just an american gangsta, no one ll recognize that i m the maker of the midwest, i m like an american dream
Whoever coming for me, but if you can hit me with the thangs Twista, i m just an american gangsta
Make ya knee joints lock when i freak you, lil nigga i don t see you
So don t be mad at what you made us, with the souls and the breeds and the cobras and kings and, let s strike the deal
a motherfucker said he never seen me with a strap

Home of the brave and in god we trust, ripping through your flesh so i can devour your heart
The back of the pistol until the bitch nigga lay down, i spit it for the lords American, gangstas is bosses
To get what nobody gave us, millimeter bullets for the niggas that are tryna do opposite
I m like for real, to the niggas case that gotta do it big
Forever see me in a lac, leaving all the haters i would like to kill, i roll to the green
But if you can hit me with the thangs, it s a category f5

Come and step into my office, make ya knee joints lock when i freak you