| Song | F*** Amerikkka |
| Artist | Ray Cash |
| Album | Cash on Delivery |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cheeks, Wilson | |
| Uh, Yo... | |
| I Feel Trapped, My Backs Against The Wall | |
| I Sold Crack, I Made Stacks, But Im Destined To Fall | |
| Anyway Yall, The Jail Cell Aint No Place For Me | |
| Anyway Its Overcrowded Aint No Space For Me | |
| Court Date No Way, Thats What They Hope To See | |
| Can U Believe They Told Me Wasnt No Hope For Me? | |
| That The Only Thing Out Here Was Dope For Me? | |
| You Might As Well Got A Tree And A Rope For Me, Im Hangin | |
| And I Got So Much Hate Inside | |
| I Done Seen So Much Wrong Dawg My Fate Done Died | |
| But Couldnt Let These Motherf**Ckers Take My Pride | |
| Yeah I Was Hurtin But You Never Seen No Tears In My Eyes | |
| And Everytime Im In These Streets My F**Kin Mom Was Cryin | |
| Cause Of You, Inside, My F**Ckin Mom Was Diein | |
| You Put Crack On These Streets, N**Gas Brains Is Fryin | |
| Im Sick Of Your **It Im Sick Of Your Liein | |
| Sick Of Hearin Bout A War On Drugs To Stop Crack | |
| Nothin But A War On The Thug To Lock Up A Black | |
| We Dont Own No Boats No Planes No Trains None Of That | |
| You Brought It Over Here So Mother F**Ker Send It Back | |
| And You Travel Space Other Planets Lookin For Martians | |
| Kids In Your Own F**Kin Cities Is Starvin | |
| Sendin Money To Feed People In The Third World Countries | |
| Motherf**Cker Sleepin On The Street Dirty And Hungry | |
| Cant Believe The Shit You Do, Know You Wrong | |
| You The Reason Why She Dropped Out Now She Dance In A Thong | |
| You The Reason Why I Spit With So Much Hate In This Song | |
| My 1st Ammendmants Free Speech And B*Tch I Know I Aint Wrong | |
| You The Reason Whya N*Gga Suffer From Paranoia | |
| Cuz You They Judge, Your Motherf**Kin Brother They Lawer | |
| You Runnin For Office In One State (?) | |
| And Your Brothers The Governor, Coincidence? Naw.. | |
| You Call Yourself The Land Of The Free, Home Of The Brave | |
| This Shit Belong To Me Bitch My People Were Slaves | |
| F**K Forty Acres In The Mule Now, I Gotta Tool Now | |
| And Im Just Waitin For One Of You Bitches To Move Now | |
| Thought Hed Cool Down, Always Da Fire, And Im The Fuel Now | |
| Lets See How Many People Shoot Up They Schools Now | |
| Im The N**Ga They Hate To See, Thats Why These Bitches Cant Stand Face To Face Wit Me | |
| Dawg Rap My Dawg Smoke Weed And Sell Crack | |
| Well You Gave This Shit To Me Now Im Just Givin It Back | |
| But Its Funny Im Gettin Money They Cant Deal With That | |
| But Im The Truth In The Booth Im Just Spittin The Facts | |
| F**Ck America Dawg...F**Ck America Dawg... | |
| F**Ck America Dawg...F**Ck America Dawg...Yea.....F**Ck America Dawg... | |
| F**Ck America Dawg... |
| zuo qu : Cheeks, Wilson | |
| Uh, Yo... | |
| I Feel Trapped, My Backs Against The Wall | |
| I Sold Crack, I Made Stacks, But Im Destined To Fall | |
| Anyway Yall, The Jail Cell Aint No Place For Me | |
| Anyway Its Overcrowded Aint No Space For Me | |
| Court Date No Way, Thats What They Hope To See | |
| Can U Believe They Told Me Wasnt No Hope For Me? | |
| That The Only Thing Out Here Was Dope For Me? | |
| You Might As Well Got A Tree And A Rope For Me, Im Hangin | |
| And I Got So Much Hate Inside | |
| I Done Seen So Much Wrong Dawg My Fate Done Died | |
| But Couldnt Let These Motherf Ckers Take My Pride | |
| Yeah I Was Hurtin But You Never Seen No Tears In My Eyes | |
| And Everytime Im In These Streets My F Kin Mom Was Cryin | |
| Cause Of You, Inside, My F Ckin Mom Was Diein | |
| You Put Crack On These Streets, N Gas Brains Is Fryin | |
| Im Sick Of Your It Im Sick Of Your Liein | |
| Sick Of Hearin Bout A War On Drugs To Stop Crack | |
| Nothin But A War On The Thug To Lock Up A Black | |
| We Dont Own No Boats No Planes No Trains None Of That | |
| You Brought It Over Here So Mother F Ker Send It Back | |
| And You Travel Space Other Planets Lookin For Martians | |
| Kids In Your Own F Kin Cities Is Starvin | |
| Sendin Money To Feed People In The Third World Countries | |
| Motherf Cker Sleepin On The Street Dirty And Hungry | |
| Cant Believe The Shit You Do, Know You Wrong | |
| You The Reason Why She Dropped Out Now She Dance In A Thong | |
| You The Reason Why I Spit With So Much Hate In This Song | |
| My 1st Ammendmants Free Speech And B Tch I Know I Aint Wrong | |
| You The Reason Whya N Gga Suffer From Paranoia | |
| Cuz You They Judge, Your Motherf Kin Brother They Lawer | |
| You Runnin For Office In One State ? | |
| And Your Brothers The Governor, Coincidence? Naw.. | |
| You Call Yourself The Land Of The Free, Home Of The Brave | |
| This Shit Belong To Me Bitch My People Were Slaves | |
| F K Forty Acres In The Mule Now, I Gotta Tool Now | |
| And Im Just Waitin For One Of You Bitches To Move Now | |
| Thought Hed Cool Down, Always Da Fire, And Im The Fuel Now | |
| Lets See How Many People Shoot Up They Schools Now | |
| Im The N Ga They Hate To See, Thats Why These Bitches Cant Stand Face To Face Wit Me | |
| Dawg Rap My Dawg Smoke Weed And Sell Crack | |
| Well You Gave This Shit To Me Now Im Just Givin It Back | |
| But Its Funny Im Gettin Money They Cant Deal With That | |
| But Im The Truth In The Booth Im Just Spittin The Facts | |
| F Ck America Dawg... F Ck America Dawg... | |
| F Ck America Dawg... F Ck America Dawg... Yea..... F Ck America Dawg... | |
| F Ck America Dawg... |
| zuò qǔ : Cheeks, Wilson | |
| Uh, Yo... | |
| I Feel Trapped, My Backs Against The Wall | |
| I Sold Crack, I Made Stacks, But Im Destined To Fall | |
| Anyway Yall, The Jail Cell Aint No Place For Me | |
| Anyway Its Overcrowded Aint No Space For Me | |
| Court Date No Way, Thats What They Hope To See | |
| Can U Believe They Told Me Wasnt No Hope For Me? | |
| That The Only Thing Out Here Was Dope For Me? | |
| You Might As Well Got A Tree And A Rope For Me, Im Hangin | |
| And I Got So Much Hate Inside | |
| I Done Seen So Much Wrong Dawg My Fate Done Died | |
| But Couldnt Let These Motherf Ckers Take My Pride | |
| Yeah I Was Hurtin But You Never Seen No Tears In My Eyes | |
| And Everytime Im In These Streets My F Kin Mom Was Cryin | |
| Cause Of You, Inside, My F Ckin Mom Was Diein | |
| You Put Crack On These Streets, N Gas Brains Is Fryin | |
| Im Sick Of Your It Im Sick Of Your Liein | |
| Sick Of Hearin Bout A War On Drugs To Stop Crack | |
| Nothin But A War On The Thug To Lock Up A Black | |
| We Dont Own No Boats No Planes No Trains None Of That | |
| You Brought It Over Here So Mother F Ker Send It Back | |
| And You Travel Space Other Planets Lookin For Martians | |
| Kids In Your Own F Kin Cities Is Starvin | |
| Sendin Money To Feed People In The Third World Countries | |
| Motherf Cker Sleepin On The Street Dirty And Hungry | |
| Cant Believe The Shit You Do, Know You Wrong | |
| You The Reason Why She Dropped Out Now She Dance In A Thong | |
| You The Reason Why I Spit With So Much Hate In This Song | |
| My 1st Ammendmants Free Speech And B Tch I Know I Aint Wrong | |
| You The Reason Whya N Gga Suffer From Paranoia | |
| Cuz You They Judge, Your Motherf Kin Brother They Lawer | |
| You Runnin For Office In One State ? | |
| And Your Brothers The Governor, Coincidence? Naw.. | |
| You Call Yourself The Land Of The Free, Home Of The Brave | |
| This Shit Belong To Me Bitch My People Were Slaves | |
| F K Forty Acres In The Mule Now, I Gotta Tool Now | |
| And Im Just Waitin For One Of You Bitches To Move Now | |
| Thought Hed Cool Down, Always Da Fire, And Im The Fuel Now | |
| Lets See How Many People Shoot Up They Schools Now | |
| Im The N Ga They Hate To See, Thats Why These Bitches Cant Stand Face To Face Wit Me | |
| Dawg Rap My Dawg Smoke Weed And Sell Crack | |
| Well You Gave This Shit To Me Now Im Just Givin It Back | |
| But Its Funny Im Gettin Money They Cant Deal With That | |
| But Im The Truth In The Booth Im Just Spittin The Facts | |
| F Ck America Dawg... F Ck America Dawg... | |
| F Ck America Dawg... F Ck America Dawg... Yea..... F Ck America Dawg... | |
| F Ck America Dawg... |