1, 2, 3, and to the 4 Eazy muthafuckin E with the chrome to your dome Cruisin in my 6-4 rag top I got a lot of juice, a lot of 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 car jackers, but no haps cuz I pack a Tech 9, plus a A-K 47 Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven Peep, nigga I don't sleep Bury muthafuckas in the concrete You try to creep kinda slow in a Astro But I peep you niggas out in my left window So I blast and I blast till I blast no more Yo, they call a motherfucker John Doe
Be a witness to murda Niggas bustin' out of a '64 Chevy Straight callin' my city Niggas be winnin' and gettin' busy Wit a tizy Through my city Chalk lines hang Niggas bang Chevy's swang like it ain't no thang The gangs bang So nigga tuck your chain And try to buck this thang End up gettin' one stuck in you brain To refrain from this game of stressin' Smokin' on water And fin to bang your daughter All up in the Best Western She like the way that my '64 hop Drop the top Grab a rock Now she's givin' me top Non stop on the R-O-C Like the way she made me scream So I two-wayed my nigga Eazy-E
Old nigga E still cruisin' Punk stay up on the nuts and the bone Pussy nigga had beef knocked out of his teeth The muthafucka should have stayed his ass home Hey yo peep them bitchez in the Honda 4 deep with the proper ass sounds Now every time that I meet a fine cute bitch She got a friend from the fuckin' Dog Pound Hey yo bitch Here's the seven digits Call me if you can Only if you want it Let a nigga know Can I dig like a miner, 49er Diggin' for gold from behind her Watch this nigga do some diggin' Pop that pussy on a platter Watch this nigga do some diggin' Loose or tight it doesn't matter YO!