Текст песни Outkast - Return Of The "G"
Outkast - Return Of The "G" слова песни
Andre:uh, yeah, yeah it goes like this right hereits like niggas always be hollerin peace, know what im sayinpeace my brutha, peace this, peace thatyou know what im sayin but...everytime i try to get a piece of minea nigga try to get a piece of mine (Oooh Oooh Oooh)so i gotta grab my pieceAndre:Its the return of the gangsta thanks tathem niggas thats on that blow that run up in yocrib, which contains your lady and an 8-month oldchild to raise, plus you trru-blue bout this music butthey do not want to hear itbecause they`d rather be bouncin and shootin and killinand bouncin and shitGET DOWN(its the) return of the gangsta thanks tathem niggas who say you soft and say yall begospel rappin but, they be steady clappin when youtalk about..bitches and switches and hoes and clothesand weed, lets talk about time travelin, rhyme javelinsomethin mind unravelinGET DOWN(its the) return of the gangsta thanks tathem niggas who got them kids to buy an ouncebut not enough to bounce them kids to the zooor to the park so they grow up in the dark neverseein light, so they grow being like yo sorry assrobbin niggas in broad ass daylightGET DOWN(its the) return of the gangsta thanks tathem niggas who get the wrong impression of expressionthen 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 DOWNchorus: GANGSTAAAAA, OOHHHHHHHHbackground: its the return-turnBig Boi:Man a nigga dont want no trroubleA playa just wanna kick back with my gators offand watch my lil girl blow bubblesbut still ready to rhyme, standin my ground never back downwillin to rob, steal and kill, anything that threatens minebut good luck couldnt be bought seemany a fights had to be fought - Gfor a nigga to ride these vouges, oh so close to the sidewalkto be gawked at, watch your side nigga, cause we got gatsthe first nigga to buck, gunna be the fist nigga we at-tackdont want that, but it comes thoughmost of the time you dont knowstickin together like flour and water to make thatslow dough, we worked for everything we haveand gunna stick up for eachother like brothersfrom another motherkinda like Mel Gibson and Danny Gloverstrictly for the Caddy loversand never the nut-huggin punk mother fuckersso quit spreadin them rumors.. we aint Club Nuvochorus out