Born and raised in the U.S.A.
By way of New Orleans where the killas stay
Okay, alright

Born and raised in the U.S.A.
Where the government`s watchin` what you do and say
Yeah, alright

Well, I`ma tell you this story `bout a ni**a with glory
Ya, I come from piss poor and now I live in six story houses
Now, how`s this?

Listenin` to my own voice in my black Rolls Royce
Get the girls of my choice to take off their shorts and blouses
I take off my trousers, you don`t know nothing `bout this

Yeah, I`m a dope boy with a guitar
Hey, daddy, can you let me
Ride with the band in the backseat
Ridin` with the dope boy

I`m a dope boy with a guitar
Tell `em if they looking for me
I`m on the road to the next city
Ridin` with the dope boy
Dope boy with a guitar

Born and raised in the U.S.A.
By way of New Orleans where the killas stay
But that`s okay, yeah, that`s alright, yeah

I`m loved and praised in the U.S.A.
My ancestors were slaves in the U.S.A.
But not today, it`s alright

Dope boy with a guitar
Hey, daddy, can you let me
Ride with the band in the backseat
Ridin` with the dope boy

I`m a dope boy with a guitar
Tell `em if they lookin` for me
I`m on the road to the next city
Ridin` with the dope boy

Bridge, born and raised in the U.S.A.
Where my president is B-L-A-C-K
Where my president is B-L-A-C-K
Where my president is B-L-A-C-K

I was born and raised in the U.S.A.
And all I wanna do is play
So turn me up, turn me up
Just turn me up, turn me up