Attention all Units, be on a look out

John Doe, black male, 16 and certified

Been on last seein' dippin' through Compton

Then he was seein' dippin' through Watts

We sent this mothafucker match head to L.A.

Don't shoot at this mothafucker, he'll shoot back





I'm that nigga that you've been warned about

When Villain talkin' nigga shut your mouth

I spit it with the best of them

Mothafucker and then shit it on the rest of them

Villain the great, I'm a throw a fuckin' twist nigga up in the game

John Doe that's my mothafuckin' name

I'm still that nigga for life, I still got wise

Poor black in America crappin' the dice

Lookin' for a better way homey fiendin' to make it



They say generation X

But these little white horney-Ass-Bitches is fiendin' for sex

All my homies nigga smokin' the bud

If we ain't asleep, we're smokin' the bud

Feds is tryin' to catch a nigga say somethin' on the phone

So my black ass won't never come home...

























We hittin' corners in the U.S.

Smokin' bud, drive-bys with Gorilla thugs

Layin' niggaz like wads, wicked slubs

Spot you like light bob, infront of you niggaz at the club

Show you how bitch they was

I'll pull my shit they scatter like bugs

Forgot who done fuck you up, John Doe nigga bout to bubble a tub

Niggaz better squash that grudge

Before you be layin' on the side of your dubs

Have your homies cryin' sayin' damn nigga what

Gotta them thinkin' they the next nigga outta lock

Better keep your ass in the cut

When you beef with John Doe your ass just stuck

Keep peace with John Doe and I won't bury you

In this mothafuckin' harder side of America...

























I gives the fuck, I get done my business

Get in this, leave no witness

Convected, when I spit this before I committed the crime

But spit it or I'm a, spit it or not

They be tryin' to give a nigga some time, not 211

Can't you picture Chip Dirty straight droppin' the dime

While they fuckin' with mines

Tryin' to cut the nigga a deal

Bitch I won't snitch, so feel, that you can keep your bill

Just where my cell at

Homey I locked down and blocked down from the homies

When I touched down, get a creep down with the top down with the homies

Almost with the rag top 10, paint and switches

Oh yeah some Gold D's

Go sounds for the bitches, so I can floss on

Three wheel motion, and hit switches

Get up all way thang to bang and hit snitches

Nigga virgin American dream is what I'm sellin' you

Shit, we duz what want in America...