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作曲 : Barry White/Bob Relf/O'Shea Jackson/Teak Underdue/Tom Brocker/Dejon Underdue

I do gangsta rap

They wanna blame world problems on gangsta rap

It's our faul cuz ************* is dyin' in Iraq

It's our faul cuz ************* is starvin' in Africa

It's gangsta rap faul that people are pour

can't get enough to ******' eat or live their life!

That's rap music faul!

It's rap music faul that we got all this goddamn laws

and restriction and **** we can't do

They blame it all on us

I'm blamin' em for gangsta rap

because if they didn't create this kind of condition

I wouldn't have **** to rap about!

You know what I mean?

A'right, a'right, everybody back up, star status comin' through

The man is in the building

Don't touch him, don't look at him, and don't ask to take a picture

I walks in, with that California swagger

With that attitude that it ain't nothin' badder

Now you can call me rapper

Or you can call me mister

Big money trapper, ******' with your sister

I'ma do it my way, from here to Zimbabwe

It's too hot today

**** what you got to say

**** if you mad at me, better go change your battery

Ain't gonn take my sunshine, like I hit the lottery

Ah, he's a show off, a hot head go off

Yeah don't make he mad

He might tear the ******* door off

Take all his cars, and don't try to fall

Cuz one of his people, might cut your ******* toe off

Ice Cube baby, make you take him serious

Everthin' I say, ends with a period

Everthin' I do, ends with you curious

Lookin' for the best rapper

God damn period

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Comin' live from Los Angeles

I know you hate to see me comin'

I know you saved a little something

I know your mouth is still runnin'

All smiles when I'm coming

When I step up in the spot

Is he a thug or not

Is he a jugganaught, no I'm a astronaught

Nose all in the clouds, Ya'll think I'm too proud

Got to stay above the crowd, How you ******* like me now

Some of ya'll start to smile

Some of ya'll start to frown

Some of ya'll back up

All niggers start to clap

Now I gotta act up, kinda like Bobby Brown

Better call for back up, when I shut this lobby down

When will you realise the cycle will continue though

Commercials for gatorade

Boy is it in you

hate to see me comin'

Riches full of drummin'

Me and my ladies

Superman and Wonder Woman

He think he the ****, the **** think he me

So come smell mine, I bet it don't stink

I am the link, the food and the drink

The colour in the Kool aid, the nigger in the meat

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

I know you hate to see me comin'

I know you saved a little something

I know your mouth is still runnin'

All smiles when I'm comin'

Thank God that The Gangsta's back

When will they realise, they'll never stop me

They call me arrogant

They call me cocky

Just because, I wont let them chop me

They want to whoop my ass, but this ain't Rocky

I'm as hot as an habotchi

Star child comin'

And I promise ya'll I'ma keep it one hun'ed

Ya'll promise me you wont

Or I'ma have to hit your ass with a 2 piece

Hit you with some rice and two more sides

Don't you know my niggers turn haters in the mash poetatus

I'm the macaroni with the cheese nigger please

when you see me on the red carpet, down on your knees

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

I know you hate to see me comin'

I know you saved a little something

I know your mouth is still runnin'

All smiles when I'm comin'

作曲 : Barry White/Bob Relf/O'Shea Jackson/Teak Underdue/Tom Brocker/Dejon Underdue

I do gangsta rap

They wanna blame world problems on gangsta rap

It's our faul cuz ************* is dyin' in Iraq

It's our faul cuz ************* is starvin' in Africa

It's gangsta rap faul that people are pour

can't get enough to ******' eat or live their life!

That's rap music faul!

It's rap music faul that we got all this goddamn laws

and restriction and **** we can't do

They blame it all on us

I'm blamin' em for gangsta rap

because if they didn't create this kind of condition

I wouldn't have **** to rap about!

You know what I mean?

A'right, a'right, everybody back up, star status comin' through

The man is in the building

Don't touch him, don't look at him, and don't ask to take a picture

I walks in, with that California swagger

With that attitude that it ain't nothin' badder

Now you can call me rapper

Or you can call me mister

Big money trapper, ******' with your sister

I'ma do it my way, from here to Zimbabwe

It's too hot today

**** what you got to say

**** if you mad at me, better go change your battery

Ain't gonn take my sunshine, like I hit the lottery

Ah, he's a show off, a hot head go off

Yeah don't make he mad

He might tear the ******* door off

Take all his cars, and don't try to fall

Cuz one of his people, might cut your ******* toe off

Ice Cube baby, make you take him serious

Everthin' I say, ends with a period

Everthin' I do, ends with you curious

Lookin' for the best rapper

God damn period

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Comin' live from Los Angeles

I know you hate to see me comin'

I know you saved a little something

I know your mouth is still runnin'

All smiles when I'm coming

When I step up in the spot

Is he a thug or not

Is he a jugganaught, no I'm a astronaught

Nose all in the clouds, Ya'll think I'm too proud

Got to stay above the crowd, How you ******* like me now

Some of ya'll start to smile

Some of ya'll start to frown

Some of ya'll back up

All niggers start to clap

Now I gotta act up, kinda like Bobby Brown

Better call for back up, when I shut this lobby down

When will you realise the cycle will continue though

Commercials for gatorade

Boy is it in you

hate to see me comin'

Riches full of drummin'

Me and my ladies

Superman and Wonder Woman

He think he the ****, the **** think he me

So come smell mine, I bet it don't stink

I am the link, the food and the drink

The colour in the Kool aid, the nigger in the meat

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

I know you hate to see me comin'

I know you saved a little something

I know your mouth is still runnin'

All smiles when I'm comin'

Thank God that The Gangsta's back

When will they realise, they'll never stop me

They call me arrogant

They call me cocky

Just because, I wont let them chop me

They want to whoop my ass, but this ain't Rocky

I'm as hot as an habotchi

Star child comin'

And I promise ya'll I'ma keep it one hun'ed

Ya'll promise me you wont

Or I'ma have to hit your ass with a 2 piece

Hit you with some rice and two more sides

Don't you know my niggers turn haters in the mash poetatus

I'm the macaroni with the cheese nigger please

when you see me on the red carpet, down on your knees

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

Thank God The Gangsta's back

And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap

I know you hate to see me comin'

I know you saved a little something

I know your mouth is still runnin'

All smiles when I'm comin'

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