Lyrics Earth Is My Turf - Sha Hef

Earth Is My Turf

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