Down For My Stacks – B. Gizzle – letras

Ya see I’m not takin’ no fuckin’ shorts nigga come with it allYeah you got to stand tall and have yo back against the wallNigga let yo nuts hang it’s that iron you got to slangIf some fuckin’ drama jump act a fool with yo bankBuck! Buck! with yo chrome blood gushin’ from they domeGot the company can’t be safe carry ’em to they fuckin’ drapeYou ask for one simple favor come with all my fuckin’ cashCouldn’t hunt two quarter front so I had to bust that assYou went and got all my dope then you stuck like ChuckLike Slim said don’t take no loses that you can’t make upSee I don’t want my 98 fuck with 99I want all my fuckin’ money but bitch you got to dieNiggaThe game ain’t the same you can’t be lameYou got to be a true thug ain’t let yo fuckin’ nuts hangA nigga like me want all my heat or I have to split yo wigStank bitch can suck my dick motherfuck a pussy pigI straight handle my business and I strap my gatDown Baby and Slim them old school gee’sDown for my stacksI’m down for my motherfuckin’ stacksI’m born to jack and slang the fuckin’ bozackI’m down for my motherfuckin’ stacksI’m born to jack and slang the fuckin’ bozackI’m down for my motherfuckin’ stacksI’m born to jack and slang the fuckin’ bozackIt’s some fucked up shit with all this fuckin’ killin’But I just sit back stack I’m steady hustlin’ and chillin’Watchin’ niggas kill niggas over doppin’ bitchesAnd these so called gangsters turned snitchesBut I don’t get involved with that dumb shitI want the bitches, the riches and the power to run shitSo dog ass hoes don’t even step to meIf you don’t suck dick or pay bills you ain’t no help to meTop notch hustler I’m buryin’ busters six feet underYeah I’m that nigga wonder and I ain’t takin’ shit>From this crackers and jackers I’m on the come upSo bitches you can run upPeep this situation about this bitch that I knowNever gave my play but heard me on the radioShe wants to know what I’ve been doin’ all the timeYou stupid bitch I know you heard I’ve been writin’ rhymesI’m the same nigga you wouldn’t fuck with a year agoNow I’m doin’ shows makin’ a little cash flowSport Girbauds walkin’ like I got a attitudeYou ain’t know the Vicious on the come up moveMy niggas gave me love my niggas gave me dubsMy niggas watch me come up from a motherfuckin’ scrubSo it’s gonna be like that me and my niggasDoin’ shows, fuckin’ hoes and pullin triggersCuz hoes these days back door ya with yaMotherfuckin’ brother I call ’em freaks under coverSee I can give a fuck about these dog ass hoesBlack I’m down for my motherfuckin’ stacksYou know it’s all about money bitchSmokin’ on that chronic gettin’ buzzed outDrinkin’ on that gin and juice a blunt hangin’ from my mouthI sold crack from the time I was a juvenileThe money hungry nigga that wouldn’t avoid a fuckin’ p nileGet out of jail I went to ballin’ on they dog assStarted sellin’ hats I went to countin’ bundles of cashGot out of jail again caught myself a felonyI knew I should have listened towhat the fuck my mama was tellin’ meThen seven months of fuck school and den I rolled outStarted missin’ money so that’s why the fuck I moved outCuz I’m a baby gangster fightin’ to surviveWhen I close my eyesI got to make sure it’s passed twenty-fiveI’m on the map now to teach you’ll a lessonI’m bustin’ caps, cops try’na take my Smith n Wesson manBlok Boom on that ass again introduce you to a lil’ friendI swore to crack that I was gonna be gettin’ paid fastGettin’ paid cash then I blast niggaI’m makin’ bank had police not gettin’ off my backI’m on that ass down for my fuckin’ stacks