U.S.A. (Aiight Then)

Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b
 And my out of state niggas reppin NYC
 To my duns up in the clink stuck in the thing
 For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight
 For young lords livin like old time kings
 And old timers puttin young bloods on them things
 Just a lil something for ya block to sing
 Can you relate?
 Do you feel me?
 Aiight then
 Mind like the dutch
 Flow wit her backwards
 Couldn't clear my style like Anita Baker Rapture
 Frature
 Cry now laugh later
 We assist and compute data
 On ya IBM
 Dime bitches I be eyein them
 Shoot me down a hundred times
 Still come up wit new rhymes
 Rec exects dont like me
 Come up with new rhymes
 See you want it and you give a push for all mankind
 Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b
 And my out of state niggas reppin NYC
 To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think
 For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight
 For young lords livin like old time kings
 And old timers puttin young bloods on them things
 Just a lil something for ya block to sing
 Can you relate?
 Do you feel me?
 Aiight then
 Mike Tyson style
 Animal duns
 We live wild
 Too many ways to die
 We alive for now
 We cross borders
 Take the guns along with us
 Defend imfamous to the fullest
 Protect my duns that came with me
 They move with me
 Its risky
 For you to try to approach the god shiftly
 We all gorgeous
 The most fly
 The illest
 Its amazing what my mens do to ya bitches
 While you bearin witness
 We handelin ya chick b'ness (business)
 Thuggin out druggin out ya know the dealins
 Picture you dead and in the raw
 Flippin 2 not ready for what you and
 Moms already missin you
 Old fool from the old school
 You 36
 I been doin this since niggas sellin nicks
 Gettin head from tricks
 Takin shorts for kicks
 Niggaz mad ain't tell them where the stash was at
 If she a dime baby moms
 Know we baggin' that
 Smack em with the gat
 (what) React that
 Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b
 And my out of state niggas reppin NYC
 To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think
 For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight
 For young lords livin like old time kings
 And old timers puttin young bloods on them things
 Just a lil something for ya block to sing
 Can you relate?
 Do you feel me?
 Aiight then
 And to my fifth ward clique (how you like this)
 And to my dirty south thugs (how you like this)
 And to my westside niggas (yes you like this)
 And to my Chi-town gangstas keep thuggin it
 Connect the dots
 Merge with many a block
 My porto rock representitives blow plenty of shots
 Its love sincerely
 Even my heart
 For those that relate to this here song
 Thug of the age yo
 Have you noddin off like good dope
 And if the good then go regardless
 Finish it when you want to start shit
 Turn the body into carcus
 Handle mines regardless
 Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b
 And my out of state niggas reppin NYC
 To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think
 For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight
 For young lords livin like old time kings
 And old timers puttin young bloods on them things
 Just a lil something for ya block to sing
 Can you relate?
 Do you feel me?
 Aiight then
 And for my midwest terrorists rock this
 For my New Orleans team they cant stop us
 And to my Little Rock clique y'all is heartless
 This for my Beantown dogs in the life is
 From Seattle to ping houses
 Unified States of America lets get it right shit