Andre:
uh, yeah, yeah it goes like this right here
its like niggas always be hollerin peace, know what im sayin
peace my brutha, peace this, peace that
you know what im sayin but...
everytime i try to get a piece of mine
a nigga try to get a piece of mine (Oooh Oooh Oooh)
so i gotta grab my piece
Andre:
Its the return of the gangsta thanks ta
them niggas thats on that blow that run up in yo
crib, which contains your lady and an 8-month old
child to raise, plus you trru-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
(its the) return of the gangsta thanks ta
them niggas who say you soft and say yall be
gospel rappin but, they be steady clappin when you
talk about..bitches and switches and hoes and clothes
and weed, lets talk about time travelin, rhyme javelin
somethin mind unravelin
GET DOWN
(its the) return of the gangsta thanks ta
them niggas who got them kids 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 grow being like yo sorry ass
robbin niggas in broad ass daylight
GET DOWN
(its the) return of the gangsta thanks ta
them niggas who get the wrong impression of expression
then the question is, Big Boi whats up with Andre?
is he in a cult?, is he on drugs?, is he gay?
when yall gunna break up?, when yall gunna wake up?
nigga im feelin better than ever... whats wrong wit you?
you GET DOWN
chorus: GANGSTAAAAA, OOHHHHHHHH
background: its the return-turn
Big Boi:
Man a nigga dont want no trrouble
A playa just wanna kick back with my gators off
and watch my lil girl blow bubbles
but still ready to rhyme, standin my ground never back down
willin to rob, steal and kill, anything that threatens mine
but good luck couldnt be bought see
many a fights had to be fought - G
for a nigga to ride these vouges, oh so close to the sidewalk
to be gawked at, watch your side nigga, cause we got gats
the first nigga to buck, gunna be the fist nigga we at-tack
dont want that, but it comes though
most of the time you dont know
stickin together like flour and water to make that
slow dough, we worked for everything we have
and gunna stick up for eachother like brothers
from another mother
kinda like Mel Gibson and Danny Glover
strictly for the Caddy lovers
and never the nut-huggin punk mother fuckers
so quit spreadin them rumors.. we aint Club Nuvo
chorus out
