Lyrics Amy - David Banner, Trinidad Jame$

Amy

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