American gangsta chords and lyrics - TWISTA

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[Intro 1]
[Em][C#][Em][D][Em][G#m][Am][Em]
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[Am]American

[Verse 1]
[Em]gangsta,
U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American [Em]gangsta,
U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American [Em]gangsta

[Verse 2]
Chi- [Em]town bred
Cuz I gotta rep my city to
the death
Annialate them till
I dont see nothin left
Remember I [Am]spit it for
the bitches
Now I'm spittin for the [Em]thugs
Hat cocked to the right
Hat cocked to the left
Brotha its a formal
Its a focus on ya chest
I spit it for the [Am]lords, and the for the folks
and for the crips and for the [Em]bloods
Im like an american dream
Role to the green, with the souls and the
breeds and the cobras a kings
and the 2- 16
Millimeter [Am]bullets from
the niggas that
Tryin to do [Em]op posite.
They dont really wanna
see how phyco I can get
I dont really see a mutha
fucka stoppin this
Tryin to come at u and the apocalypse
[Am].40 cal will have ya screamin,
I dont wanna [Em]die
I am becomin nauseous with the fake thugs
So its love
To the real G's and all the boss's
[Am]To the niggas in the caller case
That got into it [Em]big
To get wut nobody gave us
We was born into this system,
so dont be mad at what u made us
Pull the [Am]pistol and cock it
and bust in the [Em]sky
One time for the U.S,
for turnin my niggas to
gangstas cuz gettin money
is what they do best
Hard [Am]to fight like I ever did like
[Em]Al Capone
Gangsta's is boss's,
K- town is the mutha fuckin hood,
the Rock is the company
come and step into my office
[Am]American gang

[Verse 3]
[Em]sta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American [Em]gangsta,
U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American gang[Em]sta,
U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American [Em]gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American gang[Em]sta

[Verse 4]
Forever see me in a lack
Got work but ya never
see me in a pack
A mutha fucka said he never
seen me with a strap
And I heard a [Am]mutha fucka say he dont
see me in [Em]the hood
Lil nigga I dont see u, cuz homie
my hood is worldwide
and gettin money is wut we do.
Make [Am]ya knee joints lock when I freak u
[Em]Hit the 3 point shot like Hedo
Turkoglu up in the game
U killin the game like pac,
nigga we point glocks like he do, see [Am]u
No one will recognize [Em]I'm the maker
of the Midwest
Im like for real?
Controversy in the middle
I guess I'm like [Am]shaquille
U can go on feel like ya [Em]feel
Nigga kno the hands I like to kill
But if u can hit me with the bangs
Lil cheap for shit, lets strike the deal
[Am]Got my phycos in the city rollin
[Em]wit me
Always ready busta cap at the king like du
I can bury ya bodies like an animal
Because I'm a cannibal,
I eat a nigga like food
[Am]Rippin thru ur flesh so I
can devour the [Em]heart
Music is my playground,
but if the rappin dont get yo
I hit this head with the back of the
pistol until this bitch nigga lay down
And no [Am]competition I had to
be fuckin a [Em]twig?
Whoever comin for me gangsta,
ima get it everytime I wanna get it
I'm living proof
[Am]Its a category F5

[Verse 5]
American gang[Em]sta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American [Em]gangsta,
U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American gang[Em]sta,
U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a [Am]American [Em]gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta