Gansta Shit

This...
 This is, Compton's in the house, niggas
 (Compton, Lil' E) You know what this is
 Niggas keep screamin' that gangsta shit
 So I'mma give niggas that gangsta shit
 Mama I dig the way you dip & move ya hips
 So come here let me whisper you some gangsta shit {It go}
 Pop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Drop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby drop your ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby poppin that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 It ain't nothin' to a boss when you gettin' it
 It's the jump off now let the Crip in it
 Joint hittin' it, eyes low stay steamin'
 I'm the dopeman, dope hands stay fiendin'
 Everybody wanna see a G, back in the phat rollin' thru the city streets
 I guess... I guess I'm the one they wanna be
 First son of a legend named Eazy-E
 And now little E so famous
 Hands on action, everybody so anxious
 Game gon' change it, nigga face facts
 You can hate it or love it while I just lay back
 This Maybach put the loop on 'em
 '64 Impala no roof on 'em
 100 proof on 'em, I'm real with it
 Think otherwise homie we can deal with it
 Niggas keep screamin' that gangsta shit
 So I'mma give niggas that gangsta shit
 Mama I dig the way you dip & move ya hips
 So come here let me whisper you some gangsta shit {It go}
 Pop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Drop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby drop your ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby poppin that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Work it, on the block I work it, rock it up then serve it
 Watch how fast fiends purchase
 Nervous 'cuz cops is passin'
 Hustle hard for the dough with the cops harassin', mashin'
 Still tryin' to duck the coppers, see we all gettin' money so they love to watch us
 Feds can't stop us, choppers is circlin'
 Fiends need another fix so they chirped again
 Keep a murk in him
 When I'm stuck in the zone, back seat with the chrome
 Homie trip then it's on (Then it's on)
 Got the throne I'm just waitin' on the crown
 Comp. town is the city, he just wanna be down
 He a fake and he know that I'm the truth
 I'll show 'em streets already know, so it's nothin' (So it's nothin')
 Stop frontin' and you will be fine
 You was once number one now that spot bares mine, boy!
 Niggas keep screamin' that gangsta shit
 So I'mma give niggas that gangsta shit
 Mama I dig the way you dip & move ya hips
 So come here let me whisper you some gangsta shit {It go}
 Pop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Drop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby drop your ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby poppin that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 So flawless, I'm lawless
 Roll out the blue park, and I'm lookin' for targets
 Watch them, he's hot don't knock him
 That dude can't stop him, I'm one big problem
 See (See) I told them that the game's over
 I'm commercial without havin' to change over
 A-1 bakin' soda, this that uncut
 Kings of L.A. who tha fuck want what? (Yeah)
 Marcy, Marcy what since I retired, that's when Marcy lost me
 I'm a west coast ridah, flossy, flossy
 Grind hard for the dough dog, and rocks is costly
 (Yeah) Still servin', still pitchin' it
 Money on my mind so I'm still gettin' it
 Mav. In the six, D.L. in the five
 Four, three, two, one homie let's ride (ride)
 Niggas keep screamin' that gangsta shit
 So I'mma give niggas that gangsta shit
 Mama I dig the way you dip & move ya hips
 So come here let me whisper you some gangsta shit {It go}
 Pop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Drop that ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby drop your ass like a '64 (Impala)
 Baby poppin that ass like a '64 (Impala)