paroles de chanson Still Cruisin' - The Game

... like we always do about this time
1, 2, 3 and to tha 4
Eazy muthafuckin' E wit a chrome to ya dome
Cruisin' in my 64 ragtop
I got alotta juice alotta fuckin' 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 nigga I dont sleep
Bury muthafuckaz in tha concrete
You try to creep kinda slow in the astro
But I peep you niggaz out in my left window
So I blast and I blast 'til I blast no mo
Yo they call a muthafucka John Doe
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down the street in my 64
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down the street in my 64
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Cruisin down the street in my 64
Old nigga 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
Nigga 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 shit is a monopoly
And i got property, that's get out of jail money
Nigga 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 body
I'm not to be fucked with
Whether im straight out of Compton
Or straight out of Cashville on that Young Buck shit
Terrorizing Whoo Kid 24/7
'til 1 of you niggaz put me with Eazy in heaven.
Old nigga E still cruisin
Cruisin down the street in my 64
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down the street in my 64
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down the street in my 64
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Cruisin' down city of Compton