Gangstas (feat. Eazy E)

(feat. Eazy-E)
 (Intro)
 Rock this mic
 Jody Breeze, Young Jeezy, Big Gee, Duke
 Eazy E, Wiz, Block E-N-T
 Boyz N Da Hood, Bad Boy, E Serm, Lets Go
 (Jody Breeze)
 From the A all the way to Compton
 They say the new N-W-A is comin
 Keep your basses bumpin
 Stay away from who fake & frontin
 Try and play me, Imma take your face to thumpin
 I'm a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin
 And only play games in the A or Compton
 Hop by the box chevy murder any man standin
 Its more than the hood, E, tell em where its standin
 (Eazy-E)
 I got beat for the street to tha beach I'll be rolling
 Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding
 Girls in the daisies drive Eazy crazy
 Rolled up my windows as I turned on my A-C
 Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking
 Sunday nights popping, See tha foes hopping
 My stereo's bumpin that A-T-L funk
 You can call it what ya want, either way that shit bumps
 (Chorus)
 (Eazy-E)
 Being a gangsta is so neat yeah
 Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
 (Jody Breeze)
 All this gutter gutter, pulled up with it
 This just the beginning so don't fuck with us
 (Eazy-E)
 Being a gangsta is so neat yeah
 Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
 (Young Jeezy)
 Them boyz in the hood will keep your heart
 Come talkin that trash and we'll pull your car
 (Young Jeezy)
 I'm in the 6-4 5th, bitch strapped, no roof
 The Snowman pimp, bitch shoes on the coupe
 Stepped in 100 deep, deep, blew a few bucks
 G'd up a pair of black strings in the chucks
 My wrist so rocky and my neck so bright
 My stones change colors like a disco light
 Whole team strapped up, let a nigga trip
 Desert Eagle in the club, better, nigga flip
 (Duke)
 From the south to west, I stay in a vest
 Fully loaded, Smif N Wess to protect my nest
 Let you trip, you disrespect, you get checked
 More direct, you end up with a hole in your neck
 I must confess theres got to be somethin in the water
 Cause every year I age, i gets harder and harder
 Got a team of cutthroats, niggaz with hood hoes
 Tryin to cope slum dough, whenever the guns blow
 (Chorus)
 (Wiz)
 Yeah, I'm crusin down the street in my L-A-C
 Blowin good kenwood, bumpin eazy e
 We dem boyz in the hood, in the hood I be
 We out the fryer, freakin all the g's
 ?, for all the J's I got thanks for you
 If crime pays, we looking for a gangsta lean
 You badd niggaz better tang your lip
 You gon fuck around and get in some gangsta shit
 (Big Gee)
 All black boys with them toys four deep
 Tote heat, four speed, grow tree, in a spokes?
 So, niggaz don't want beef
 Nigga run up on the corner, match a barrel through his teeth
 Four foot celebrate, Fifth all kinda ways
 Oh he ain't gotta say he think he gonna get away
 Toting that thang, I'm d-cap that-a-way
 The punk went that-a-way, The punk went that-a-way
 (Chorus)