I own these streets I run this city And I got a gang Who runs it with me I was missed Cold as ice You wanna mess with us Think twice 'Cause I got a And wash and win a fake tattoo I got a, a hot blonde With plastic boobs But there's something missing from my crew I need a black man In my gang A black man doing black man things I need a black man In my crew And it could be you I got a dumb guy Who gets it wrong The young boy Who tags The mafioso and the wheelchair guy And the quiet one from Tokio Who's full with knives I got the, the tough chick Who might be gay And both types of indians I got the, the fat guy With his pants half down And a guy who's kinda ... He just ain't black enough to be the Black man In my gang A black man doing black man things I need a black man In my crew It could be you So what are you sayin', man? Do you want to be in my gang? I don't know, man What are the hours? Nine to five, with an hour for lunch And I gotta need to see some references I got your references right here, buddy I like your style, kid Welcome to my gang Black man In my gang A black man doing black man things I need a black man In my crew And you could be, too Black man In my gang A black man doing black man things I need a black man In my crew And you could be, too!