| I do gangsta rap
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| They wanna blame world problems on gangsta rap
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| It’s our fault, cause motherfuckers is dying in Iraq
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| It’s our fault, cause motherfuckers is starving in Africa
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| It’s gangsta rap fault, that people are poor can’t get
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| enough to fucking eat or live their life
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| That’s rap music fault
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| It’s rap music fault, that we got all this goddamn laws
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| and restriction and shit we can’t do
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| They blame it all on us
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| I’m blamin' them for gangsta rap,
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| because if they didn’t create this kind of condition
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| I wouldn’t have shit to rap about
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| You know what I mean?
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| A’right, a’right, everybody back up, star status comin' through
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| The man is in the building
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| Don’t touch him, don’t look at him, and don’t ask to take a picture
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| I walks in, with that California swagger
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| With that attitude that it ain’t nothin' badder
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| Now you can call me rapper
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| Or you can call me mister
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| Big money trapper, 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
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| Fuck what you got to say
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| Fuck if you mad at me, better go change your battery
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| Ain’t gonn take my sunshine, like I hit the lottery
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| Ah, he’s a show off, a hot head go off
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| Yeah don’t make he mad
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| He might tear the fucking door off
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| Take all his cars, and don’t try to fall
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| Cuz one of his people, might cut your fucking toe off
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| Ice Cube baby, make you take him serious
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| Everthin' I say, ends with a period
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| Everthin' I do, ends with you curious
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| Lookin' for the best rapper
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| God damn period
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| (Thank God)
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| Thank God The Gangsta’s back
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| And we don’t gotta put up with this brainless rap
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| (So thank God)
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| Thank God The Gangsta’s back
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| And we don’t gotta put up with this brainless rap
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| Comin' live from Los Angeles
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| I know you hate to see me comin'
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| (I know, I know)
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| I know you saved a little something
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| (I know, I know)
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| I know your mouth is still runnin'
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| (I know, I know)
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| All smiles when I’m coming
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| When I step up in the spot
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| Is he a thug or not
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| Is he a jugganaught, no I’m a astronaught
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| Nose all in the clouds, Ya’ll think I’m too proud
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| Got to stay above the crowd, How you fuckers like me now
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| Some of ya’ll start to smile
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| Some of ya’ll start to frown
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| Some of ya’ll back up
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| All niggers start to clap
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| Now I gotta act up, kinda like Bobby Brown
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| Better call for back up, 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 gatorade
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| Boy is it in you
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| hate to see me comin'
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| Riches full of drummin' ??
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| Me and my ladies
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| Superman and Wonder Woman
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| He think he the shit, the shit think he me
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| So come smell mine, I bet it don’t stink
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| I am the link, the food and the drink
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| The colour in the Kool aid, the nigger in the meat
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| (Don't trip)
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| (Thank God)
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| Thank God The Gangsta’s back
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| And we don’t gotta put up with this brainless rap
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| (So thank God)
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| Thank God The Gangsta’s back
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| And we don’t gotta put up with this brainless rap
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| I know you hate to see me comin'
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| (I know, I know)
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| I know you saved a little something
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| (I know, I know)
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| I know your mouth is still runnin'
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| (I know, I know)
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| All smiles when I’m comin'
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| Thank God that The Gangsta’s back
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| When will they realise, they’ll never stop me
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| They call me arrogant
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| They call me cocky
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| Just because, I wont let them chop me
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| They want to whoop my ass, but this ain’t Rocky
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| I’m as hot as an habotchi
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| Star child comin'
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| And I promise ya’ll I’ma keep it one hun’ed
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| Ya’ll promise me you wont T.R.I.P
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| Or I’ma have to hit your 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 niggers turn haters in the mash poetatus
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| I’m the macaroni with the cheese nigger please
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| when you see me on the red carpet, down on your knees
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| (Thank God)
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| Thank God The Gangsta’s back
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| And we don’t gotta put up with this brainless rap
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| (So thank God)
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| Thank God The Gangsta’s back
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| And we don’t gotta put up with this brainless rap
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| I know you hate to see me comin'
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| (I know, I know)
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| I know you saved a little something
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| (I know, I know)
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| I know your mouth is still runnin'
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| (I know, I know)
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| All smiles when I’m comin' |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thank God, artist - Ice Cube. Album song Raw Footage, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп