[dre] It's the return of the gangsta thanks ta' Them n***as 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 k**in' and bouncin' And sh** get down Return of the gangsta thanks ta' Them n***as that thank [think] you soft And say y'all be gospel rappin' But they be steady clappin' when you talk about b**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 n***as 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 a** Robbin' n***as in broad a** daylight get down Return of the gangsta thanks ta' Them n***as 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 d**? is he gay? When y'all gon' break up? when y'all gon' wake up? n***a I'm feelin' better than ever what's wrong with you You get down!