Eazy-e - Street Thug lyrics

(Eazy-E) 1,2,3, and to the 4 Eazy muthaf**in' E With the chrome to your dome Cruisin' in my '64 rag top I got a lot of juice A lot of f**in' 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 car jackers f** no hapsters I pack a Tech-9 Plus a AK-47 Send a one way ticket to my hell Or maybe heaven, peep n***a I don't sleep Burry muthaf**as in the concrete You try creep kinda slow in a Astro But I peep you n***as out in my left window So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo Yo, they call a muthaf**a John Doe p**y n***a had beef knocked out of his teeth The muthaf**a should have stayed his a** home Hey yo peep them b**hez in the Honda 4 deep with the proper a** sounds (2Pac) Just wait until rain turn to sunshine Born in the ghetto as a street thug It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love Lost Souls (2Pac) Just wait until rain turn to sunshine Born in the ghetto as a street thug It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love Lost Souls (Eminem) When me and Fif' got together to do this music The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it It's no pretend sh**, it's friendship, me nemesis is su nemesis Ain't for him, it's just media, see to them it's just images But this sh** is no gimmicks, this is blood in and blood out When there's beef you just gotta know when to bu*t in and bu*t out If there's a problem we solve it, if we don't resolve it It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it We should all get a merit, this much beef we inherit And wear it like a badge of honor, pa** it around and share it And let it go to whoever's holdin' the most current people on their shoulders And their soldiers got their backs till it's over But tonight, we ain't comin' here to beef with nobody We came to party, Banks, Ca$his and Mr. Ferrari So it's Shady Aftermizat back in that a**, you wizza** Come hizzon what kinda fuzukin' quizition is that (2Pac) Just wait until rain turn to sunshine Born in the ghetto as a street thug It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love Lost Souls (2Pac) Just wait until rain turn to sunshine Born in the ghetto as a street thug It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love Lost Souls (2Pac) I'm barely standin, and plus my secondhand say it's midnight Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right Like misdemeanors is a small thang With DJ Quik in this b**h, I let my balls hang Runnin through the street lights, cause we like, yo n***a Get your mobb on show em what a G like Around the corner it's like Vegas, or better yet like Reno n***as poppin, welcome to our casino, cause you and me know