Amy - David Banner, Trinidad Jame$

Thought you was my homeboy, man

Hah!

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Crackers call you nigga, we down on one knee (Hah)

But Jesus look like you, Jesus look like me (Yessir!)

Michelangelo lied, hear the 743 (Woo)

I guessed they had to had rights and they shot us

Why we call ourselves G (Hah)

OD, now we, in Paris like my nigga (My nigga)

Thats why they treat

That’s why they beat your ass like a nigga (Slave)

Fuck Gucci, Fuck Louie, 'til they come to my hood (Fuck 'em)

Fuck Tom Ford, Fuck Versace, yeah I said it, I’m good (Yeah)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, cock the hammer (Woo, woo, woo)

FLA, they killed Tray, Micheal done shot Jay in his face (Bow)

68 cent half nigga, NFL, they laugh nigga (Hah)

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, their 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

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, 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 too, 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

Ollie North up in the whole hood

Snow white but it ain’t soap

So who’s to blame for this shady word?

Say it how you want, it’s the same word

No matter what wings, it’s the same bird

From pyramids to dope serve

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

Aye, my nigga!

(Why you call yourself that?)

Aye, my nigga!

(You supposed to be a god)

You supposed to be a god

You supposed to be a god

You are supposed to be a god