Earth Is My Turf - Sha Hef

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

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

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

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

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