Mac Shawn - Turf Stories lyrics

Intro: [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories Bout the golden childs b**h-a** n***a [Daz Dillinger] I thought you knew we run this motherf**er [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories [Daz Dillinger] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories Chorus: [a singer] We tell the story [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories [Daz Dillinger] Said you Don't really wanna f** around with us Jack a fool, remenis and capture us To all y'all b**h-a** n***as what's up Verse 1: [Daz Dillinger] Slow down a little bit innocent Plus a little bit of that Time to rip some good sh** Make 'em scrap To my hat, to the back I'm loadin' my sh** Start up the bus Aim at everything livin' and movin' Cause I don't give a f** My turf And it ain't to be f**ed with We run this Got no time for no bullsh** n***a you heard it [Mac Shawn] Check it out You get some rounds A quarter ounce No doubt Another day for this paper round Shut your mouth And peep what I tell ya about It's a drout on the turf in the damn shown herb But I got mo' bu*ter than Miss bu*terworf [Tires slippin] Through your turf and we're servin' to work Ice Cream can't be seen Pineapples and apple Get your rifles I cause a ha**le f** the fortune and fame Got me rings and chains [Daz Dillinger] You on my Turf, young n***a This my hood and this my gang Chorus: x4 [Singer] We tell the story [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories Verse 2: [Daz Dillinger] What am I Automatic weapons pumped in It ain't there, now they gone n***a, would that be wrong Dippin' relocated Hopin' we get away Hopin' they won't see my face To catch another case Me and Mac Shawn higher that motherf**er Poppin' on the bomb Dip the stick and now homie it's on Motherf**ers gettin' money Livin' like king k** a motherf**er just for my dream Now what I mean [Mac Shawn] You see what we mean, n***a This game ain't funny Cause we smash the sunguns And take they money On the turf we keep it runnin' like an avenue Get gettin' revenals We ride Benzes and old schools Now what the f** am I supposed to do Stop sellin' Coca Quit mackin' and rappin' To all my Mob n***as Pull your gats and start cappin' (BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM) Chorus: [Singer]x3 We tell the story [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories [Singer] Tell my do you hear me [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories Verse 3: [Mac Shawn] The Mack 1-twicer The M-1-dozen The 9 mm The .45 fever We midnight servers We make believers ]From Vallejo to Oakland We keep on smokin' ]From Long Beach to Compton We keep on stompin' For our turf, I know it hurts I know we put in work We do dirt [Daz Dillinger] Motherf**ers to come around here Gettin' pimped, back slapped and jerked Ha, ha They hear us on the streets They don't worry bout us Cause me and my homeboys don't give a f** That's the way it's supposed to go (Way it's supposed) That's the way it's supposed to go (Way it's supposed) Crack peels, weed hot Sherm regulate to make paper That's how we make our paper everyday Gankin' n***as for a fulltime hobby This lifestyle that I live is a fulltime hobby For all the fame and glory The rap wanna step Born never to take no sh** from no n***a f** everybody (Everybody) It's like I'm born everyday Each and every way The way that we tend to do it like this (like this) n***a Chorus: [Singer] We tell the story [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories [Singer] We tell the story [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories Motherf**in' turf Stories [Singer] We tell the story [Mac Shawn] Turf Stories We tell turf Stories [Singer] Tell me do you hear me [Mac Shawn] I hear you man Yeah yo Verse 4: [Tray Deee] When you fantasize of takin' lives Bangin' and born to be Exoted callin' shots Like a boss in his hogs (Boss in his hogs) When they likin' and they mackin' n***as actin' infront (Actin' infront) But we dumb, steady bluffin' And they touchin' us not (Touchin' us not) When the seas known to freeze At the sound of shot (Sound of a shot) We run 'em out Once they Glock fell down at the spot (Down at the spot) You missed the whole juice Once gettin' the boot I be rude cause they swooped up a ? (?) Like it's you thought it's new Cute b**hes and coupes When the truth we movin' huge With or without Snoop (Without Snoop) We get loose like dogs Heavin' scrabble and beat Eatin' n***as it they think They can challenge with me (Challenge with me) We put it down for the glory We tellin' turf stories We tellin' stories We tellin' turf stories Chorus: [Singer] We tell the story [Trey Deee] Turf Stories We tellin' turf Stories [Singer] We tell the story Outro: [Mac Shawn] Tray Deee the beast Mac Shawn and Daz