It's the return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them niggas that's on that blow
That run up in yo' crib which contains
your lady and an eight month old
Child to raise plus you true blue 'bout this music
But they do not want to hear it because
They'd rather be bouncin' and shootin' and killin' and bouncin' and shit
Get down
Return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them niggas that think you soft
And say y'all be gospel rappin'
But they be steady clappin' when you talk about
Bitches and switches and hoes and clothes and weed
Let's talk about time travelin', rhyme javelin'
Somethin' mind unravelin'
Get down
Return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them niggas who got them kids
Who got enough to buy an ounce
But not enough to bounce them kids to the zoo
Or to the park so they grow up in the dark
Never seein' light so they end up being like yo' sorry ass
Robbin' niggas in broad ass daylight
Get down
Return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them niggas who get the wrong impression of expression
Then the question is, "Big Boi what's up with Andre?
Is he in a cult? Is he on drugs? Is he gay?
When y'all gon' break up? When y'all gon' wake up?"
Nigga I'm feelin' better than ever, what's wrong with you?
You get down
(Gangsta, ooh)
It's the return, turn, turn
(Gangsta, ooh)
It's the return, turn, turn
Man, a nigga don't want no trouble
A playa just want to kick back with my gators off
And watch my li'l girl blow bubbles
But still ready to rhyme
Standin' my ground, never back down
Willin' to rob, steal and kill any thang that threatens mine
But good luck couldn't be bought, see
Many a fights had to be fought, G
For a nigga to ride these Vogues
Oh so close to the sidewalk to be gawked at
Watch your side, my nigga, 'cause we got gats
The first nigga to buck gon' be the first nigga we attack
Don't want that, but it comes though
Most of the time you don't know
Stickin' together like flour and water to make that slow dough
We worked for everything we have
And gon' stick up for each other like we
Brothers from another mother
Kinda like Mel Gibson and Danny Glover
Strictly for the Caddy lovers
And never the nut huggin' punk motherfuckers
(Gangsta, ooh)
It's the return, turn, turn
(Gangsta, ooh)
It's the return, turn, turn
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