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    (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

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    [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]

    Por Kath DoGuEtO

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