The Luniz - Operation Stackola Lyrics
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Operation Stackola
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What Are The Lyrics For Operation Stackola By The Luniz?
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To make a buck I had to sell nuff drugs Showed up, an rolled up, bubbled wit tough thugs that love to bust slugs I had much love, from dope fiends Plug 'em wit mo cream, my dangla Used to sport Wranglers wit Pro Wings Fa sho green-ery stacked up, that macked up Quick to put the gat up an blast on niggaz that act up Snatched the scratch up, quick hit the back fence loc I been broke, rollin' through yo mutha fuckin' hood in trench coats Wit double barrels get yo narrow ass on the floor I'm not play, I don't play though I'm out to get yo pay roll Say hoe, you get yo monkey ass stomped wit the steel toe Fucked in the game like a dildo From the Vill hoe To the mutha fuckin' Fil-Mo fo real though None can get wit this sick wit it man slaughter Practice lookin' harder than 40 Water Niggaz all over claimin' they foldin' weight I caught yo slippin', rippin' that duct tape over yo face an off the Golden Gate Let go, I'm down to break jaws when I takes all's Yo cash, blast that ass won't last fo' one mo day like Nate Dog Break laws Lethal weapon like Danny Slangin' candy Livin' lavish about my cabbage understands me Can't slang cream, can't lay low Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold It ain't me f*ck gettin, fronted (Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted) Can't slang cream, can't lay low Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold It ain't me f*ck gettin, fronted (Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted) I see what you see, but you don't see what I see Mill an zips come up the whole grip like Kadafi Twenty years of age, waitin' fo' the say someone say cap me A whole line of felonies on my rap sheet Any means to make loot in the East Oakland Bay route It's all about makin' mail f*ck bein' cute (woo) That's the sound when it's time to lay down my hustle Why there's so many bubbles, I choose to throw rocks like Barney Rubble Can't lie back, wit a gang of top scratch I gots to move on, an scoot on Now mutha fucka can you buy that? Lay low make no mistakes, make it successful And if a nigga run up then make his chest full I toss niggas that try to struggle off me Cross me A gang of jealousy because I'm saucy It's not my fault that I grew to become a licksta Instead I say moms meetin' pops was a mix up Pick up Hennessy got my brain runnin' quicka than I can think Adrenaline pumpin' about to faint Ain't no shame Can't be no nine to five nigga The "O" is where I'm from, so I gots to survive nigga Can't slang cream, can't lay low Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold It ain't me f*ck gettin, fronted (Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted) Can't slang cream, can't lay low Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold It ain't me f*ck gettin, fronted (Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted) Nigga notice I'm broke wit a loaded four-fifth gat The real nigga rolled an showed us where you hide yo doe an shit at He did just that, showed me where the kicks at An big scratch told Knum to come nigga lets get that Yuk pull over Park the Nova Tonight's the night, so I hope you write about the yola I hold the Mag, lookin' for the attack Search the whole fuckin' crib 'cause I know he got scratch Creep up the mutha fuckin' stairs wit the ski mask On the second floor in the drawer there should be cash But we laugh 'Cause we see task cars right next door But we poor, no budget f*ck it, so kick down the door Boom kick it once Boom kick it twice Three times it's breakin' got the whole fuckin' building shakin' Make our way through the house nothin' less nothin' more (Where the kicks at?) I think they in the third drawer There's more An that's a fa sho-sho I got the doe, now we up out the door Before the neighbors call po-po To the mobile, to count the real deal bank roll In my sock, I rub daily 'cause it's scratchin' my ankle It's morning We unleash to the streets Wit twelve G's a piece Headed straight to the East Better recognize this game is bought to be sold That's why I pull licks fo' some paper to fold Can't slang cream, can't lay low Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold It ain't me f*ck gettin', fronted (Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted) Can't slang cream, can't lay low Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold It ain't me f*ck gettin' fronted (Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted) Bitch! |
Who Wrote Operation Stackola By The Luniz?
Garrick Husband, Garrick Husbands, Jerold Ellis, Joseph Johnson
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What's The Duration Of The Operation Stackola By The Luniz?The duration of Operation Stackola is 4:36 minutes and seconds. |
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