Waptrick Easy E - Cruisin in My 64 Song Lyrics

  • [dr. dre]

    Hey yo, remember that shit eazy did a while back

    Motherfuckers said it wasn’t gonna work (word)

    That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit

    Hey yo eazy! (yo!)

    Hey man why don’t you come off the piano for a minute

    And bust this crazy shit


    Woke up quick at about noon

    Just thought that I had to be in compton soon

    I gotta get drunk before the day begin

    Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends

    About to go and damn near went blind

    Young niggaz at the pad throwin up gang signs

    Ran in the house and grabbed my clip

    With the mac-10 on the side of my hip

    Bailed outside and pointed my weapon

    Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin

    Jumped in the fo’ hit the juice on my ride

    I got front back and side to side

    Then I let the alpine play

    Bumpin new shit by nwa

    It was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list

    Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:

    Cruisin down the street in my six-fo’

    Jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes

    Went to the park to get the scoop

    Knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops

    A car pulls up, who can it be?

    A fresh el camino rolled, kilo g

    He rolls down his window and he started to say

    It’s all about makin that gta


    Cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard

    You come talkin that trash we’ll pull your card

    Knowin nothin in life but to be legit

    Don’t quote me boy, cuz I ain’t sayin shit


    Down on b’s in the place to give me the pace

    He said my man jb is on freebase

    The boy jb was a friend of mine

    Til I caught him in my car tryin to steal my alpine

    Chased him up the street to call a truce

    The silly motherfucker pull out a deuce-deuce

    Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge

    One sucker dead, la times first page



    Bored as hell and I wanna get ill

    So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill

    The fellows out there, makin that dollar

    I pulled up in my 6-4 impala

    They greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin

    And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin

    Love to get my girl, to rock that body

    Before I left I hit the bacardi

    Went to her house to get her out of the pad

    Dumb hoe says something stupid that made me mad

    She said somethin that I couldn’t believe

    So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave

    She started talkin shit, wouldn’t you know?

    Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe

    Her father jumped out and he started to shout

    So I threw a right-cross and knocked his whole ass out



    I’m rollin hard now I’m under control

    Then wrapped the six-fo’ round the telephone poll

    I looked at my car and I said, oh brother

    I throw it in the gutter and go buy another

    Walkin home and I see the g ride

    Now ket is drivin kilo on the side

    As they busted a u, they got pulled over

    An undercover cop in a dark green nova

    Ket got beaten for resistin arrest

    He socked the pig in the head for rippin his guess

    Now g is cut for doin the crime

    For defence on the boy, he’ll do some time



    I went to get them out but there was no bail

    The fellaz start to riot in the county jail

    Two days later in municiple court

    Kilo g on trial straight cold cut a fork

    Distruption of a court, said the judge

    On a six year sentence my man didn’t budge

    Bailer came over to turn him in

    Kilo g looked up and gave a grin

    He yelled out fire!, then came suzi

    The bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi

    Police shot the bitch but didn’t hurt her

    Both up state for attempted murder


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