Hey, what up y'all? 

NPG's in the house kickin' the gift 

Talkin' about us livin' in an incubated society 

And ain't shit changed in 20 years y'all 

We just in a state of sobriety 

That's right - this one is subject 2 justification 

Cuz we shootin' 4 heads of state 

Hmph, and 2 my brothers and sisters strugglin' 2 try and learn 

Don't be confused by the term... 



Ahh, Goldnigga - a term that might seem offensive 2 some 

But one we've adapted - that means the money's earned 

By the knowledge and creative efforts of a black man 

Who can feel good cuz there's no blood on his hands 

In a time when respect is gotten, not from what a leader might say 

But 9 M's, Glock 7's and AK's 

It's a shame, but that's the way it is 

That's the reality of things - our state of mind has been twisted 

Demented in the way that seems irreversible 

2 much clout and status in the movers and shakers and people with pull 

Instead of leading, we are being led 

By generations of punk motherfu... Yo Tone, nuff said 

Yeah, U right, but I must speak on this 

Before me and my people die in this endless abyss 

So as we go round and round in an attempt 2 get bigger 

I send a shout out 2 all my fellow Goldniggaz 

Stay strong! 



CHORUS: 

Goldnigga - we can turn this mutha out 

Goldnigga - tell me what U're all about (Stay strong) 

Goldnigga - we can turn this mutha out 

Goldnigga - tell me what U're all about (Please, please stop!) 



Get up, stand up, stand up 4 your rights 

Cuz Goldniggaz don't go out without a fight 

Mentality's 2 strong, we bring brothers who struggle along 

Nevermind preachin' about the prior things they had did wrong 

Cuz every new day is a fresh start 

And I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart 

I place this burden on the shoulders with an upraisal in effect 

It's time we earn proper respect 

(Please stop!) {sample repeats in BG} 

Big up goldniggaz 



CHORUS 

(Yeah) (Come on, come on) 

(Mmm, say it) (We, we, we like it)