Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
N.W.A
N.W.A
Performer
C. Wolfe
C. Wolfe
Bass
Curtis Mayfield
Curtis Mayfield
Sampled Artist
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Vocals
Eazy-E
Eazy-E
Vocals
MC Ren
MC Ren
Vocals
Mike Sims
Mike Sims
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tracy Lynn Curry
Tracy Lynn Curry
Songwriter
Lorenzo Patterson
Lorenzo Patterson
Songwriter
George Clinton
George Clinton
Composer
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Composer
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
William Collins
William Collins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Dj Yella
Dj Yella
Producer
Donovan Sound
Donovan Sound
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me? Well, it's because motherfuckers want to blast me And run me outta my neighborhood They label me as a dope dealer, yo, and say that I'm no good But I can't find jobs, so niggas wouldn't have to go out Gave up some dope on the corner, so they could show out When the cops came, they gave a fake name Because the life in the streets is just a head game So, therefore to make more A fifteen year old black kid will go and rob a liquor store And get shot in the process He ate up a nine bullet and now he's put to rest Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me? I guess it's the way shit has to be Back, when I was young gettin' a job was murder Fuck, flippin' burgers 'cause I deserve a Nine to five, I can be proud of that I can speak loud of And to help a nigga get out of Yo, the concrete playground But most motherfuckers only want you to stay down But I'm a smart motherfucker, you see One of the best producers in the rap music industry Gettin' paid like a mother fucker A young brother, who don't give a fuck about another, yeah Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me? Because police always wanna harass me Every time that I'm rollin' They swear up and down that the car was stolen Make me get faced down in the street They throw the shit out my car on the concrete In front of a residence A million white motherfuckers on my back like I shot the President Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me? Because my mouth is so mother fuckin' nasty Bitch this, bitch that, nigga this, nigga that In the mean while my pockets are gettin' fat Gettin' paid to say this shit here Makin' more in a week than a doctor makes in a year So, why not call myself a nigga? It's better than pulling the trigger and goin' up the river And don't I get called a nigga anyway? Booked as a motherfucker and locked away So, so, cut out all that bull shit Yo, I guess I'll be a nigga 4 life Niggaz, crack heads, thieves If there's Hell below, we're all gonna go Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, please I'm treated like a fuckin' disease You say, why do I call myself a nigga so quick? 'Cause I can reach in my draws and pull out a bigger dick Yo, niggaz say nigga we cool But, cracker say nigga, nigga not to fuck up But I got to be a fast nigga to never be the last nigga Or I have to beat your ass, nigga In the city you see action first Then hear about it later in a verse I curse Because I'm real with this to keep my shit straight bumpin' Murder created by the streets of Compton And I get it from the underground poet I live it, I see it and I write it because I know it And if you think I'm fucking your wife Your mother fuckin' right, yo, because I'm a nigga 4 life Nigga, this, nigga, that The actual fact is that I'm black and bound to attract The attention of another, I mean the other But I'm a mother fucker that'll have them running for cover You see, I don't give a fuck about nothing Except getting paid, getting bitches and with stitches Which is all needed to read it and find a rhyme And then it's time to say, the nigga's here to stay But what about the fake niggas, the house niggas To get paid quick they gotta suck a fat dick But NWA is outta your mother fuckin' range We ain't gonna change a mother fuckin' thing I call myself a nigga 'cause my skin won't whiten I call myself a nigga 'cause the shit that I'm writing Hypes me, hypes other mother fuckers around me And that's the reason why they wanna surround me And ask me, why do I call myself a negroe Ain't none of their fuckin' business 'cause I'll let the trigger go So, get out of my presence and get out of my sight 'Cause MC Ren is a nigga 4 life, yeah You're a nigga 'til you die If you're a poor nigga, then you're a poor nigga If you're a rich nigga, you're a rich nigga But you never stop being a nigga And if you get to be educated, you's an educated nigga It's plain to see, you can't change me 'Cause I'ma be a nigga 4 life It's plain to see, you can't change me 'Cause I'ma be a nigga 4 life It's plain to see, you can't change me 'Cause I'ma be a nigga 4 life It's plain to see, you can't change me 'Cause I'ma be a nigga 4 life It's plain to see, you can't change me 'Cause I'ma be a nigga 4 life It's plain to see, you can't change me 'Cause I'ma be a nigga 4 life
Writer(s): Tracy Curry, Lorenzo Patterson, Andre Young, Bootsy Collins, Bernie Worrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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