[Intro]
..like we always do about this time
[Verse 1: Eazy E]
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
Eazy muthaf**in E wit a chrome to ya dome
Cruisin' in my 6-4 ragtop
I got alotta juice alotta f**in block
Now when I hit dat switch im bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce and im clownin'
Keep tha gat in my lap
Cuz im fully strapped
For the carjackas, but no haps
Cuz I pack a TEC-9 plus an AK-47
Send a one way ticket to hell or maybe heaven
Peep n***a I dont sleep
Bury muthaf**az in tha concrete
You try to creep kinda slow in tha astro
But I peep you n***as out my left window
So I blast and I blast 'til I blast no mo
Yo they call a muthaf**a John Doe
[Hook: Eazy E]
Old n***a E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4
Old n***a E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4
Old n***a E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down city of Compton
[Verse 2: Game]
1, 2, 3 and to tha 4
Pumps in tha trunk of that cherry red 6-4
I'm ridin' with tha ghost of Eazy hoppin' the leany
He watching fo demons
n***a if you try me then I'm co*king tha nina
Begging Lucifer to gimme a reason
To have a hundred thou cash brought down to tha precinct
I'mma make bail money, this rap sh** is a monopoly
And I got property, that's get out of jail money
n***a I came from poverty
Shoot-outs, gang-banging, and robberies
Car-jacking, snatching Mata's impalas
Do that with or without the ... going inside of me
Hop out the ride and empty the 45 into his body
I'm not to be f**ed with
Whether I'm straight out of Compton
Or straight out of Cashville with that Young Buck sh**
Terrorizing Whoo Kid 24/7
'til 1 of you n***as put me with Eazy in heaven
[Hook]