Still cruisin'

... like we always do about this time 1, 2, 3 and to tha 4 Eazy mutharfreckin' E wit a chrome to ya dome Cruisin' in my 64 ragtop I got alotta juice alotta frickin' block Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin' More bounce to the ounce and I'm clownin' Keep the gat in my lap Cuz I'm fully strapped For the carjackaz, but no haps Cuz I pack a TEC-9 plus an AK-47 Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven Peep nia I dont sleep Bury mutazion in tha concrete You try to creep kinda slow in the astro But I peep you niz out in my left window So I blast and I blast 'til I blast no mo Yo they call a metafora John Doe Old ni E still cruisin' Cruisin' down the street in my 64 Old nia E still cruisin' Cruisin' down the street in my 64 Old nia E still cruisin' Cruisin down the street in my 64 Old nia E still cruisin' Cruisin' down city of Compton 1, 2, 3 and to tha 4 Pumps in the trunk of that cherry red '64 I'm ridin' with the ghost of Eazy hoppin' the leany He watching fo demons Nia if you try me then I'm cockin' the nina Beggin' Lucifer to gimmie a reason To have a hundred thou cash brought down to the precinct I'mma make bail money, this rap hit is a monopoly And i got property, that's get out of jail money Nia I came from poverty Shoot-outs, gang-banging, and robberies Car-jackin', snatchin' Mata's impalas Do that with or without the ... going inside of me Hop out the ride and empty the 45 into his Life hee-hee I'm not to be freeked with Whether im straight out of Compton Or straight out of Cashville on that Young Buck slit Terrorizing Whoo Kid 24/7 'til 1 of you niaz put me with Eazy in heaven. Old nia E still cruisin Cruisin down the street in my 64 Old nia E still cruisin' Cruisin' down the street in my 64 Old nia E still cruisin' Cruisin' down the street in my 64 Old nia E still cruisin' Cruisin' down city of Compton The Game – Still Crusin' Lyrics Genius