[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]