Slip Capone, Kurupt, CPO - The Eulogy lyrics

Uhh, yeah take ya on a ride?

Sippin' yak, I laxin' in Chronic fog
Flashbackin' on days of me and my Doggs
See the shit 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 shit 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-motherfuckin-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 fuck if no
Others didn't love us, me and my Doggs

Now this is how it's done like one two three
Different motherfuckers served tryna step
To a G i only got love for me and my Doggs
Slip Capone on a mission with
That nigga Boss Hogg

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 nigga 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 nigga crossed me
That lived to tell (BLAOW)

Listen, now whosoever stepped would be
(Shit outta luck wit)
See we, Two Uhh, BGz, who was
(Simply not to be fucked with)
Best to been on your guard
We was stalkin' the fuckin' 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 fuck not to get up in it
So we's like "Shit! 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' motherfuckin birds
And me and my niggas set out
(To defeat the rest
Sowin shit the fuck up from the east to west)
Came up large in commodities
Niggas started recitin philosophies
Like 'Sure as the rain falls
Yes y'all niggas 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"
Wassup nigga with the shortness of my green
He looked me in my face and said "Fuck
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 motherfucker now
I'm ashamed but I say fuck it
Today I became the Boss Hogg
Cuz today I buried my Dogg

Check it this just a quick reminder to
Let all y'all motherfuckers 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 motherfucker
Know I'm sayin?
The name's Capone puttin' it down
With big CPO Boss Hogg
For a second to let all y'all motherfuckers
Know that it's a cold world
Niggas gotta supply they own heat
We recognize, realize
And analyze that shit ya dig ha ha hahaha