The Eulogy

Uhh, yeah Do you want to ride? Sippin yac, I blacks and the chronic fall Flashback in on days of me and my Doggs Said it shouldn't, wouldn't file when it was over but yet it still Started out, fools for real Now this of course was back when we sorta lacked this Wit no paper or dealin with a phone And I mean this broke shit was gettin old 'Cause we was in need of big clockin dollars And was in need to clock a mound, uhh, beat em out Situation became drastic and so therefore We chose twin hos, some of those cum-on-their-lipstick tactics Now low and behold, well I'll be goddamned If the stack didn't increase ten-motherfuckin-fold Must you cover that rolo again 'cause we was trippin To stay up on top of things, the ???? life we was livin Strictly business, we was in this to win it all Didn't give a fuck if no others didn't love us, me and my Doggs Now this is how it's done like one two three If the motherfuckers serve tryin to step to a G Only got love for me and my Doggs With Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg Now this is how it's done like one two three If the motherfuckers serve tryin to step to a G Only got love for me and my Doggs With Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg On a mission dippin down Imperial The name's Capone but first let me inforward the scenario (yeah) Creepin, holdin one wing to weaken In a BMW, there they go, I see them (who?) Them fools across me when I first started off With the kingpin Kurupt and a G named Boss Hogg But now I got a stack of Columbian crack I gots ta cook it in seven so a nigga can make his ends back Prepare to murder if I have to and I had to So I blasted the two in front and got the last few No one escapes as Capone demonstrates power And regulates the Westside's leading white powder Separates the boys from the men, you see who's your true friend And who ain't when you begin stackin ends That's why I never love no one but myself There ain't a nigga crossed me that lived to tell (BLAOW!) Now this is how it's done like one two three If the motherfuckers serve tryin to step to a G Only got love for me and my Doggs With Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg Now this is how it's done like one two three If the motherfuckers serve tryin to step to a G Only got love for me and my Doggs With Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg Liten now who's a rather step would be (She gotta look when) See we Kurupt, BG, who? What? (Simply not to be fucked with) Best to be on your guard We was stalkin the fuckin boulevard, really lord But since it wadn't enough for the two-man crew We disinobeyed em, contemplating on parlaying product in the revenue Thought about it a minute then we concluded We're been stupid as fuck not to get up in it So we's like "Shit! We had to do it!" Servin them cavi to make the cash flow, just to let em roll through it And so we gathered up the proper amounts Bought ourselves a flight o' motherfuckin birds and me and my niggas sat Down (To defeat the rest So we shook the fuck up from the east to west) Came up large and come out at ease Niggas started recitin philosophies like 'True as a rainbow' Yes why'all niggas was born into bawlin Since they was swimmin in Pop's balls And all of a sudden I started noticin decreasin my grip fingers And I'm like "What? Hold on, wait a minute" Wassup nigga with this shortness of my green He looked me in my face and said "Fuck, you think of me" And right before my eyes the partnership dissolved I sent him like he was a ho, showed him no love at all He reached for his Glock but I was quicker BLAOW! Used to be my homey but you's a dead motherfucker now I'm ashamed but I say fuck it, the day I became the Boss Hogg 'Cause today I buried my Dogg Check it This just a quick reminder to let all why'all motherfuckers know There ain't no friends in this game Especially when you're dealin with half white and black hearted, cross Eyed, curly haired motherfuckers, knowI'msayin? The name's Capone puttin it down with big CPO Boss Hogg For a second to let all why'all motherfuckers know that it's a cold world Niggas gotta supply they own hate, realise and analyse that shit ya did