Earth is my Turf

Lyrics

[Hook] The earth is my turf, bagging these pretty young actresses Like I be bagging my work, I'm acting berserk Running around with the 'matic, an addict, my habit is purp Sit back and observe, niggas is fresh off the curb But still got them packs of the herb, got cracks in the burbs Niggas is nice with the words but still we be trapping absurd [Verse 1] Magnum revolver, bigger than a toddler Turn a nigga block to Pearl Harbor Bullets real hot like lava, karma If a bitch hit me with the pussy I'ma beat it like Tarver Beat it like a father beat a momma, then I'ma Eat the pussy up like a cobbler, something like piranha Then I'ma light a lil skama Get my dick sucked while I finger fuck my llama 30 round clip cause I never been a marksman Big ass Larkin, sound like it's barking Heard he had them P's now they all in his apartment They sparked in and shot him, we don't do the talking Thought he had hope 'til the docs said we lost him Niggas be slipping too often, unfortunate Caught a new case but I fought it, I'm balling Put me in the game and I'm scoring, I'm scoring [Hook] The earth is my turf, bagging these pretty young actresses Like I be bagging my work, I'm acting berserk Running around with the 'matic, a addict, my habit is purp Sit back and observe, niggas is fresh off the curb But still got them packs of the herb, got cracks in the burbs Niggas is nice with the words but still we be trapping absurd [Verse 2] From my boots to my ski mask everything black While I'm riding through my city with my heater on my lap Got a pint of some Henny so a nigga pretty zapped And my palms real itchy, I'm just looking for some scratch Where it's at? Where it's at? got me looking for a sack Cause my homie just hit me, said my plug got snatched Said a nigga owed him money, he was stalling on the pack Nigga tried to make it up until he hit 'em with the Mac Still my clique is the hottest, my bitch is a goddess I'm just being modest, got zips in the projects I cook it, then rock it, you want it, I got it I pitch it then pop it, you snitching we chopping Distribute the profit to all of my team Straight from the block I was all with them fiends Still smell the work it was all in my jeans Now my niggas is popping, we all on the scene [Hook] The earth is my turf, bagging these pretty young actresses Like I be bagging my work, I'm acting berserk Running around with the 'matic, a addict, my habit is purp Sit back and observe, niggas is fresh off the curb But still got them packs of the herb, got cracks in the burbs Niggas is nice with the words but still we be trapping absurd