The Game - Still Crusin' lyrics

[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]