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There goes the neighborhood.

Here come them f*ckin' niggas
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them f*ckin' niggas
Those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club?
Did you make 'em pay?
Who let 'em on the stage?
Whose lettin' 'em play?

Don't they know rock's just for whites
Don't they know the rules?
Those niggas are too hard core
This shit ain't cool.
Those blacks want everything
In the f*ckin' world
That nigga plays so good
He took my muthaf*ckin' girl
There goes the neighborhood.

There goes the neighborhoooooood,
There goes the neighborhood,
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood.

Da, Da, Da, Da, Da

We're here,
We ain't goin' nowhere.
We're movin' right next door to you,
Body Count, muthaf*cka.
And those of you that don't like it
Can suck, my muthaf*ckin' dick, ha, ha, ha, ha.

There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
There goes the neightborhoooooood!
There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
There goes the neighborhood!

Here come them f*ckin' niggas
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them f*ckin' niggas
Those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club?
Did you make 'em pay?
Who let 'em on the stage?
Whose lettin' 'em play?
Don't they know rock's just for whites
Don't they know the rules?
Those niggas are too hard core
This shit ain't cool.
Those blacks want everything in the f*ckin' world.
That nigga plays so good,
He took my muthaf*ckin' girl.
There goes the neighborhood
There, there, there, there goes the neighborhood.
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There goes the neighborhood.

Here come them f*ckin' niggas
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them f*ckin' niggas
Those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club?
Did you make 'em pay?
Who let 'em on the stage?
Whose lettin' 'em play?

Don't they know rock's just for whites
Don't they know the rules?
Those niggas are too hard core
This shit ain't cool.
Those blacks want everything
In the f*ckin' world
That nigga plays so good
He took my muthaf*ckin' girl
There goes the neighborhood.

There goes the neighborhoooooood,
There goes the neighborhood,
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood.

Da, Da, Da, Da, Da

We're here,
We ain't goin' nowhere.
We're movin' right next door to you,
Body Count, muthaf*cka.
And those of you that don't like it
Can suck, my muthaf*ckin' dick, ha, ha, ha, ha.

There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
There goes the neightborhoooooood!
There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
There goes the neighborhood!

Here come them f*ckin' niggas
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them f*ckin' niggas
Those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club?
Did you make 'em pay?
Who let 'em on the stage?
Whose lettin' 'em play?
Don't they know rock's just for whites
Don't they know the rules?
Those niggas are too hard core
This shit ain't cool.
Those blacks want everything in the f*ckin' world.
That nigga plays so good,
He took my muthaf*ckin' girl.
There goes the neighborhood
There, there, there, there goes the neighborhood.
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Writer: ERNEST T. CUNNIGAN, TRACY LAUREN MARROW
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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