The Game feat. Eazy E Still Cruisin' Lyrics

1 2 3 and to the 4
Eazy m_____fuckin E with the crome to ya dome
Cruisin in my 64 ragtop
I got alotta juice alotta f___in block
Now when i hit that switch im bouncin
More bounce to the ounce and im clownin
Keep the gat in my lap
Cuz im fully strapped
For the carjackas ,but no haps
Cuz i pack the tech 9' plus an ak47
Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven
Peep n____ i dont sleep
Bury m_____fuckers in the concrete
You try to creep kinda slow in the astro
But i peep you n____z out in my left window
So i blast and i blast 'til i blast no more
Yo they call a m_____fucker john doe
[chorus 3x]
Old n____ E still cruisin
Cruisin down the street in my 64

[Game]
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
Pumps in the trunk of that cherry red '64
Im riding with the ghost of Eazy hoppin the leany
He watching for demons
n____ if you try me then im c___ing the nina
Begging lucifer to gimmie a reason
To have a hundred thou. cash brought down to the precinct
Ima make bail money, this rap s___ is a monopoly
And i got property, thats get out of jail money
n____ i came from poverty
Shoot-outs, gang-banging, and robberies
Car-jacking, s_____ing Mata's impalas
Do that with or without the ... going inside of me
Hop out the ride and empty the 45 into his body
Im not to be f___ed with
Whether im straight out of Compton
Or straight out of Cashville on that Young Buck s___
Terrorizing Whoo Kid 24/7
'til 1 of you n____s put me with Eazy in heaven.

[chorus 3x]
Old n____ E still cruisin
Cruisin down the street in my 64