Uh, ya, ya, ya, ya
Thought you was my home boy manA, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
Crackers called you nigga, we down on one knee
But G's look like you, G's look like me (yes sir!)
Michelangelo lied, hit the 743
I guessed they had to have rights and they shot us why we call ourselves G
OD now we, in paris like my nigga
Thats why they treat, thats why they beat
Your ass like a nigga (Slave)
Fuck Gucci, Fuck Louie
Till they come to my hood
Fuck Tom Ford, Fuck Versace
Yeah I said it I'm good
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, cock the hammer
FLA they killed Tray, Micheal done shot Jay in his face
68 cent half nigga, NFL they laugh nigga
Paltrow, they let go, and everybody gave her a pass nigga
And most folks , they said nothing, If a rapper breath, Everybody busting
Our kids dying, there blood rushing, cops laughing, we ducking
We dying, I'm trying to help our folks, man, I ain't lying
(Look i don't want to be your nigga no more)
Man I'm tired
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
They made niggas, we sprayed niggas
They got smart, gave us AIDS nigga
They killed kings, you a brave nigga
You GOD to, made nigga
Made to hate your dark skin
You God son, they satan
They killed natives, raped men
Then went to church hollering AMEN!
And gave us liquor, gave us coke
But blame niggas, for selling dope
Olie north, up in the whole hood
Snow white but it ain't soap
So whos to blame for this shady word
Say it how you want it, it's the same word
No matter what wings, it the same bird
From Pyramids to dope serveA, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
A, MY NIGGA! (why you call yourself that)
A, MY NIGGA! (you supposed to be a GOD)
You, Are supposed to be a GOD, (GOD)
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