I do gangsta rap
They wanna blame the world problems on gangsta rap
It's our fault cause motherf**kers is dying in Iraq
It's our fault cause motherf**kers is starving in Africa
It's gangsta rap fault that people are poor
Can't get enough to f**king eat or live their life
That's rap music fault
It's rap music fault that we got all these goddamn laws
And restrictions and sh*t we can't do
They blame it all on us
I'm blamin' them motherf**kers for gangsta rap
Because if they didn't create these kind of conditions
I wouldn't have sh*t to rap about
You know what I mean
Alright alright 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 f**kin' with your sister
I'mma do it my way from here to Zimbabwe
It's too hot today
F**k what you got to say
F**k if you mad at me better go change your battery
Ain't go take my sunshine like I hit the lottery
Ah he's a show off a hot head go off
Yeah don't make him mad
He might tear the f**king door off
Take all his calls and don't try to blow off
Cuz one of his people might cut your f**king toe off
Ice Cube baby make you take him serious
Everthin' I say ends with a period
Everthin' I do ends with you curious
Stop lookin' for the best rapper
God damn here he is
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap
So thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
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 I know
I know you saved a little something
I know I know
I know your mouth is still runnin'
I know I know
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 f**kers like me now
Some of ya'll start to smile
Some of ya'll start to frown
Some of ya'll back up
All ni**as 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'
Rich as Phillip Drummond
Me and my ladies
Superman and Wonder Woman
He think he the sh*t the sh*t 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 ni**a in the mink
Don't trip
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap
So thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap
I know I know
I know you hate to see me comin'
I know I know
I know you saved a little something
I know I know
I know your mouth is still runnin'
I know I know
All smiles when I'm comin'
Thank God that the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God
Thank thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God the Gangsta's back
When will they realise they'll never stop me
They call me arrogant
They call me cocky
Just because I won't let them chop me
They want to whoop my a** but this ain't Rocky
I'm as hot as an habotchi
Star child comin'
And I promise ya'll I'mma keep it one hunted
Ya'll promise me you won't TRIP
Or I'mma have to hit your a** with a 2 piece
Hit you with some rice and two more sides
Don't you know my ni**as turn haters in the mash poetatus
I'm the macaroni with the cheese ni**a please
When you see me on the red carpet down on your knees
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap
So thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
Thank God
Thank God the Gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up with this brainless rap