Tonalité : F major•
Verse 1
Dm
I do gangsta Rap
They want to blame the world problems
on Gangsta Rap
It's our fault,
Cause motherfuckers
are dieing in Iraq
Gm
It's our fault,
Cause motherfuckers is
starving in Africa
C
It's Gangsta Raps fault,
Am
That people are poor
C
Can't get enough to fucking eat
Gm
or live their life
(That's bullshit)
That's rap musics fault.
It's rap musics fault,
Dm
We got all these god damn laws,
Gm
and restrictions and shit we can't do
(That's bullshit)
C
They blame it all on us
Eaug
C
I'm blamin' them motherfuckers
for Gangsta Rap
Gm
Because if they didn't create
Eb
these kind of conditions
Gm
I wouldn't have shit to rap about
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F
You know what I mean!
Interlude 1
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Verse 2
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A'right, a'right, everybody back up,
star status comin' through.
The man is in the building.
F
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Don't touch him, don't look at him,
and don't ask to take a picture.
Verse 3
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I walks in, with that California swagger
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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
fuckin' with your sister
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I'ma do it my way,
from here to Zimbabwe
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It's too hot today
Fuck what you got to say
Fuck if you mad at me,
better go change your battery
Ain't gon' take my sunshine,
F
like I hit the lottery
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Ah, he's a show off, a hot head go off
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Db
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Yeah don't make he mad
He might tear the fucking door off
Take all his cars, and don't try to fall
Cause one of his people,
F
might cut your fucking toe off
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Ice Cube baby,
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make you take him serious
Everthin' I say, ends with a period
Everthin' I do, ends with you curious
Lookin' for the best rapper
F
God damn period.
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(Thank God) Thank God the
Verse 4
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gangsta's back
F
Thank God the gangsta's back
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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
F
Thank God the gangsta's back
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Thank God the gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up
with this brainless rap
Verse 5
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Comin' live from Los Angleas
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
Verse 6
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When I step up in the spot
Is he a thug or not
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Is he a Juggernaut,
Db
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no I'm a astronautic
Nose all in the clouds,
y'all think I'm too proud
Got to stay above the crowd,
F
How you fuckers like me now
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Some of y'all start to smile
Some of y'all start to frown
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Some of y'all back up
All niggas start to clap
Now I gotta act up,
kinda like Bobby Brown
Better call for back up,
F
when I shut this lobby down
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When will you realise the cycle
will continue though
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Commercials for hatorade.
Boy is it in you
Hate to see me comin'
?
Me and my ladies
F
Superman and Wonder Woman
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He think he the shit, the shit think he me
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Db
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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,
F
the nigga in the meat
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(Don't trip)
Verse 7
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(Thank God) Thank God the
gangsta's back
F
Thank God the gangsta's back
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Ab
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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
F
Thank God the gangsta's back
Bbm
Thank God the gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up
with this brainless rap
Verse 8
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I know you hate to see me comin'
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(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)
Interlude 2
All smiles when I'm comin'
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Verse 9
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Thank God that The gangsta's
F
back
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(Crazy remix style)
Verse 10
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When will they realise,
they'll never stop me
Ebm
They call me arrogant
They call me cocky
Just because, I wont let them chop me
They want to whoop my ass,
F
but this ain't Rocky
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I'm as hot as a habotchi ?
Star child comin'
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Db
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And I promise y'all I'ma keep
it one hun'ed
'Yall promise me you wont T.R.I.P
Or I'ma have to hit your
F
ass with a 2- piece
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Hit you with some rice
and two more sides
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Don't you know my niggas turn
haters int' mash potatus
I'm the macaroni with
the cheese nigga please
When you see me on the red carpet,
F
down on your knees!
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(Thank God) Thank God the
Verse 11
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gangsta's back
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F
Thank God the gangsta's back
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Thank God the gangsta's back
Bbm
And we don't gotta put up
with this brainless rap
Bbm
(So thank God)
Thank God the gangsta's back
Thank God the gangsta's back
Bbm
Thank God the gangsta's back
And we don't gotta put up
with this brainless rap
Verse 12
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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'
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