9'6

[Hook] All I Ever Do Is Smoke Weed Lost In The Clouds With A Bunch Of Pretty Bitches On The Hood That I Met Last Week I Bump That Shit From The 90s All Day On The Hood Muthafucker Thats Me What The Fuck They Know About 1996 West Coast Who The Fuck Wants Beef? If Its On, Then Its On Rest In Peace Eazy-E (Eazy) [Verse 1] Surrounded By The Killas, Up In 9'6 Nice Wrist, Nice Whip, With a Fly Bitch I'm Rolling 4 Deep In The Camaro And I Keep It Fully Loaded When I Ride Thru The Ghetto Don't Ever Try To Get Caught Slippin' By The Goons If Your Homies Don't Like It Fuck It They Can Get It Too Old English Letters On The Wall Trying To Bang Tough, We Was Way Too Small But I'm Glad I Made It Thru, Boy I Put That On My Moms Couldn't Think Straight, We Was Running From The Law Back In High School We Would Ride For The Cause At A House Party With A Tank Full Of NOS Party Till The Helicopter Came Thru Don't Never Let The Money Or The Fame Change You I Took A Few Hoes From My Enemies Shout Out To Jessica, Veronica & Destiny [Hook] [Verse 2] All You Pussy Ass Bitches Better Lay Low They Better Let My Homies Out, Free Kato From The 213 To San Diego Drug Dealer By The Border, Getting Pesos I Walk Around With It Tatted On My Face Keep That Automatic On My Waist My Girl Keeps Trippin' But I Don't Lie And My Girl Kept Callin' But My Phone Died I Was Up In Long Beach By The 405 Don't Get Caught Slippin' At The Wrong Time You Just Got A Thousand More And You Ain't Got Money For The Child Support Thats Why Your Baby Mama Talk Alot Of Shit About You Don't Try To Act Brand New No, no, no, no Don't Try To Act Brand New Stop Getting Bitches Names Tattoo'd, Sucka [Hook] [Verse 3: EMC Senatra] Crazy Muthafucka Named EMC Got Juice With The Mob That Pay Me Got Juice On The Streets Where The Dogs Be I Be Worried About My Money Fuck All Beef I Was Just A Mexican Off Slauson Stealing In My Area, The Law Broke Often When I Walk Cooper, I Feel Closer To My Coffin Your Girl Eyeballin', When She Know You Watchin' Click So Strong They Can't Even Get Close Taking Your Bitch, Off The Smell Of The Smoke She Asked What I Bump, I Say The West Coast I Asked If I Could Fuck And She Said Is That A Joke? And Now We Smokin' On Reefer Back To The A, Slappin' The Hoes Jockin' The Bitches, Chucks On My Toes I Was Born In 9'5, Now I Chase The Gold [Hook]