Return Of The "G"

Ugh, yeah, yeah, it goes like this, right here, like, uh Niggas always be hollering peace, you know what I'm sayin'? Peace, my brother Peace this, peace that, you know what I'm sayin'? But everytime I-uh, I try to get a peace of mind Niggas try to get a piece of mine (Ooh ooh ooh) So I gotta grab my piece 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 thank y'all 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 that got them kids That 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 André? 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 It's the return, it's the return, 'turn, return It's the return, it's the return, 'turn it's the return It's the return Gangsta It's the return, it's the return, 'turn, return It's the return, it's the return, 'turn it's the return It's the return (yeah) Man, a nigga don't want no trouble A player 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 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 yo' side my nigga 'cause we got gats The first nigga to buck is 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 fo' 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 (yeah) So quit spreading them rumors We ain't Club Nouveau Gangsta It's the return, it's the return, 'turn, return It's the return, it's the return, 'turn it's the return It's the return Gangsta It's the return, it's the return, 'turn, return It's the return, it's the return, 'turn it's the return It's the return Gangsta It's the return, it's the return, 'turn, return It's the return, it's the return, 'turn it's the return It's the return Gangsta It's the return, it's the return, 'turn, return It's the return, it's the return, 'turn it's the return It's the return