Текст песни The Luniz - Operation Stackola
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Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*Posted up in the cutto make a buck I had to sell nuff drugsshowed up, an rolled up, bubbled wit tough thugs that love to bust slugsI had much love, from dope fiendsplug `em wit mo cream, my danglaused to sport Wranglers wit Pro Wingsfa sho green-ery stacked up, that macked upquick to put the gat up an blast on niggaz that act upsnatched the scratch up, quick hit the back fence locI been broke, rollin through yo mutha fuckin hood in trench coatswit double barrels get yo narrow ass on the groundI`m not play, I don`t play thoughI`m out to get yo pay rollsay hoe, you get yo monkey ass stomped wit the steel toefucked in the game like a dildofrom the Vill hoeto the mutha fuckin Fil-Mo fo real thoughnone can get wit this sick wit it man slaughterpractice lookin harder than 40 Waterniggaz all over claimin they foldin weightI caught yo slippin, rippin that duct tape over yo face an off the Golden Gatelet go, I`m down to break jaws when I takes all`syo cash, blast that ass won`t last fo one mo day like Nate Dogbreak lawsleathal weapon like Dannyslangin candylivin lavish about my cabbage understands me.*(Chorus- Knumskull)* x2Can`t slang cream, can`t lay lowquick to pull licks for some paper to foldit ain`t me fuck gettin fronted(Gaffled an licks I done it, that`s why a nigga always gets blunted.)Verse 2 *(Knumskull)*I see what you see, but you don`t see what I seemill an zips come up the whole grip like Kadafi20 years of age, waitin fo the say someone say cap mea whole line of felonies on my rap sheetany means to make loot in the East Oakland Bay routeit`s all about makin mail fuck bein cute (whoo)that`s the sound when it`s time to lay down my hustlewhy there`s so many bubbles, I choose to throw rocks like Barney Rubblecan`t lie back, wit a gang of top scratchI gots to move on, an scoot onnow mutha fucka can you buy that?lay low make no mistakes, make it successfulan if a nigga run up then make his chest fullI toss niggaz that try to struggle off mecross mea gang of jelousy because I`m saucyit`s not my fault that I grew to become a lickstainstead I say moms meetin pops was a mix uppick uphennessy got my brain runnin quicka than I can thinkadrenaline pumpin about to faintain`t no shamecan`t be no 9 to 5 niggathe "O" is where I`m from, so I gots to survive nigga.*(chorus)* x2Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*Nigga notice I`m broke wit a loaded four-fifth gatthe real nigga rolled an showed us where you hide yo doe an shit athe did juss that, showed me where the kicks atan big scratch told Knum to come nigga lets get that.Verse 4 *(Knumskull)*Yuk pull overpark the Novatonight`s the night, so I hope you write about the yolaI hold the Mag, lookin for the attacksearch the whole fuckin crib cuz I know he got scratch.Verse 5 *(Yukmouth)*Creep up the mutha fuckin stairs wit the ski maskon the second floor in the drawer there should be cashbut we laughcuz we see task cars right next doorbut we poor, no budget fuck it, so kick down the door.Verse 6 *(Knumskull)*Boom kick it onceboom kick it twicethree times it`s breakin an have the fuckin building shakinmake our way through the house nothin less nothin more(where the kicks at??!!)I think they in the third drawer.Verse 7 *(Yukmouth)*There`s morean that`s a fa sho-sho I got the doe, now we up out the doorbefore the neighbors call po-poto the mobile, to count the real deal bank rollin my sock, I rub daily cuz it`s scratchin my ankle.Verse 8 *(Knumskull)*It`s morn-ingwe unleash to the streetswit 12 g`s a pieceheaded straight to the Eastbetter recognize this game is bought to be soldthat`s why I pull licks fo some paper to fold.*(Chorus)* x2BIA-TCH!!