Various Artists - The Eulogy lyrics

Uhh, yeah Take ya on a ride? [Verse 1: CPO aka Boss Hogg] Sippin' yak, I laxin' in Chronic fog Flashbackin' on days of me and my Doggs See the sh** went foul, when it was over But Yet and Still Started out, Fools 4Real Now this of course was back when we sorta lacked ends Wasn't no paper available to fold And I mean this broke sh** was gettin' old Cuz we was in need to be clockin' dollars And we was in need to clock'um Now Unh, deedee mow Situation became drastic and so therefore We chose to impose, some of those criminalistic tactics And low and behold, well I be goddamned If the stack didn't increase ten-motherf**in-fold Much to clever to go low again cuz we was driven To stay up on top of thangs, loving the life we livin' Strictly bidness, we was in this to win it all Didn't give a f** if no others didn't love us, me and my Doggs [Hook x2: Kurupt] Now this is how it's done like one two three Different motherf**ers served tryna step to a G I only got love for me and my Doggs Slip Capone on a mission with that n***a Boss Hogg [Verse 2: Slip Capone] On a mission dippin' down Imperial The name's Capone but first let me unfold the scenario (yeah) Creepin', holdin' one winter weekend In a BMW, there they go, I see them (who?) Them fools that crossed 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 to cook it in seven so a n***a can make his ends back Prepared 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 weed and white powder Separates the boys from the men, ya 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 And ain't a n***a crossed me that lived to tell (BLAOW!) [Hook x2: Kurupt] [Verse 3: CPO] Listen, now whosoever stepped would be (sh** outta luck wit) See we, Two Uhh, BGz, who was, (Simply not to be f**ed with) Best to been on your guard We was stalkin' the f**in' boulevard, really lawd But since it wasn't enough for the two-man crew We did some debating and contemplating on parlaying product in the revenue Thought about it a minute then we concluded We'd be stupid as f** not to get up in it So we's like "sh**! We had to do it!" Servin them cavi would make the cash flow Just a little mo fluid And so we gathered up the proper amounts Bought us up a flock o' motherf**in birds and me and my n***as set out (To defeat the rest Sowin sh** the f** up from the east to west) Came up large in commodities n***as started recitin philosophies like 'Sure as the rain falls Yes y'all n***as was born to be ballin' Since they was swimmin' in Pop's balls Then all of a sudden I started noticin decreasin my grip figures And I'm like "What? Hold on, wait a minute" Wa**up n***a with the shortness of my green He looked me in my face and said "f**, you think it mean" And right before my eyes the partnership dissolved I seen 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 homie but you's a dead motherf**er now I'm ashamed but I say f** it, today I became the Boss Hogg Cuz today I buried my Dogg [Outro: Slip Capone] Check it This just a quick reminder to let all y'all motherf**ers know There ain't no friends in this game Especially when you're dealing with this half white and black hearted, cross Eyed, curly haired motherf**er, know I'm sayin? The name's Capone puttin' it down with big CPO Boss Hogg For a second to let all y'all motherf**ers know that it's a cold world n***as gotta supply they own heat We recognize, realize, and an*lyze that sh** ya dig Hahahahaha