resolve my feelings. [Dee Money Chorus] I'm down 4 my stacks i'm rollin wit b.gizzle mayne i'm down 4 my cheddar [BG Chorus] I'm down 4 my stacks
s Down for my stacks Chorus: {E. Vicious} I'm down for my motherfuckin' stacks I'm born to jack and slang the fuckin' bozack I'm down for my motherfuckin' stacks
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gon' blow right through ya I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter Niggas think
me get back to this paper I'm a couple bands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin'
so I look both ways Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen
I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin I rep my town when you see me you know everything black and yellow [x4] I put it down from the whip to my diamonds
lose or you might die 'cause I'm the wrong Ice for your bruise and that's no lie Meanwhile the penile is stacked to the top With my niggaz, mostly for
my paper stack but I'm filthy It's funny how n***** get to screw facin' at me Anyhow they ain't got the heart to get at me I'll get down, Southside'
you simply, my pimpin don?t come with sympathy, she want it I got it, I got what she want, whatever you call it I?m taking it home, Shout out to my my
return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B
nothing 'bout that man The nigga the B.I.G. is high in flight like value jet You thinking about the B team 'cause my end is never met nigga Black man
Pampers Stack of questions With no answers Cure for Cancer Cure for AIDS Make a nigga want to stay on tour for days Get back home Thangs are wrong Well
for cold weather And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em Nigga know I, FedEx my shit, overnight express my shit Deliver my hits quick, who next on my
to flip my {shit} and keep it comin Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my
is, we made it do what it do Just remember this here, uh, huh This for my aces and my spades, all of my N.W.A's All of my above the law niggas knowin
