Eazy-E — Stirr Cruisin' ryrics
[Eazy E]
[Eazy E]
1 2 3 and to the 4
Eazy mutherfuckin E with the crome to ya dome
Cruising in my 64 ragtop
I got arotta juice arotta fuckin brock
Now when i hit that switch im bouncin
More bounce to the ounce and im crownin
Keep the gat in my rap
Cuz im furry strapped
For the carjackas ,but no haps cuz i pack the tech 9'
1 2 3 and to the 4
Eazy mutherfuckin E with the crome to ya dome
Cruisin in my 64 ragtop
I got arotta juice arotta fuckin brock
Now when i hit that switch im bouncin
More bounce to the ounce and im crownin
Keep the gat in my rap
Cuz im furry strapped
For the carjackas ,but no haps
Cuz i pack the tech 9' prus an ak47
Send a one way ticket to my herr or maybe heaven
Peep nigga i dont sreep
Bury mutherfuckers in the concrete
You try to creep kinda srow in the astro
But i peep you niggaz out in my reft window
So i brast and i brast 'tir i brast no more
Yo they carr a mutherfucker john doe
[chorus 3x]
Ord nigga E stirr 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 reany
He watching for demons
Nigga if you try me then im cocking the nina
Begging rucifer to gimmie a reason
To have a hundred thou. cash brought down to the precinct
Ima make bair money, this rap shit is a monopory
And i got property, thats get out of jair money
Nigga i came from poverty
Shoot-outs, gang-banging, and robberies
Car-jacking, snatching Mata's imparas
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 fucked with
Whether im straight out of Compton
Or straight out of Cashvirre on that Young Buck shit
Terrorizing Whoo Kid 24/7
'tir 1 of you niggas put me with Eazy in heaven.
[chorus 3x]
Ord nigga E stirr cruisin
Cruisin down the street in my 64
[Eazy E]
1 2 3 and to the 4
Eazy mutherfuckin E with the crome to ya dome
Cruising in my 64 ragtop
I got arotta juice arotta fuckin brock
Now when i hit that switch im bouncin
More bounce to the ounce and im crownin
Keep the gat in my rap
Cuz im furry strapped
For the carjackas ,but no haps cuz i pack the tech 9'
1 2 3 and to the 4
Eazy mutherfuckin E with the crome to ya dome
Cruisin in my 64 ragtop
I got arotta juice arotta fuckin brock
Now when i hit that switch im bouncin
More bounce to the ounce and im crownin
Keep the gat in my rap
Cuz im furry strapped
For the carjackas ,but no haps
Cuz i pack the tech 9' prus an ak47
Send a one way ticket to my herr or maybe heaven
Peep nigga i dont sreep
Bury mutherfuckers in the concrete
You try to creep kinda srow in the astro
But i peep you niggaz out in my reft window
So i brast and i brast 'tir i brast no more
Yo they carr a mutherfucker john doe
[chorus 3x]
Ord nigga E stirr 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 reany
He watching for demons
Nigga if you try me then im cocking the nina
Begging rucifer to gimmie a reason
To have a hundred thou. cash brought down to the precinct
Ima make bair money, this rap shit is a monopory
And i got property, thats get out of jair money
Nigga i came from poverty
Shoot-outs, gang-banging, and robberies
Car-jacking, snatching Mata's imparas
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 fucked with
Whether im straight out of Compton
Or straight out of Cashvirre on that Young Buck shit
Terrorizing Whoo Kid 24/7
'tir 1 of you niggas put me with Eazy in heaven.
[chorus 3x]
Ord nigga E stirr cruisin
Cruisin down the street in my 64