Return Of The G lyrics

Artist  : Outkast 
Song : Return Of The G



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[Dre]

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 8 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 sh*t get down



Return of the gangsta thanks ta'

them niggas that thank [think] you
soft

and say y'all be gospel rappin'

but they be steady clappin' when you talk
about

bit*hes & switches & hoes & clothes & weed

let's talk about time travelin' rhyme javelin

somethin' mind unravelin' get down



Return of the gangsta thanks ta'

them niggas who got them kids

who 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 as* daylight get down



Return of the gangsta thanks ta'

them niggas that get the wrong impression of
expression

Then the question is Big Boi what's up with
Andre?

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!



[Big Boi]

Man a nigga don't want no trouble

a playa just want to kick back with my gators
off

and watch my lli'l Gull blow bubbles

But still ready to rhyme

standin' my ground never back down

Willin' to rob steal & kill any thang 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 your side my nigga 'cause we got gats

the first nigga to buck 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 for 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 motherf**kers