Представляем точный текст композиции "Down For My Stacks" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста B. Gizzle . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Down For My Stacks» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую B. Gizzle передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
B. Gizzle - "Down For My Stacks"
Lyrics to Down For My Stacks : First Verse: {B.G.} Ya see Im not takin no fuckin shorts nigga come with it all Yeah you got to stand tall and have yo back against the wall Nigga let yo nuts hang its that iron you got to slang If some fuckin drama jump act a fool with yo bank Buck! Buck! with yo chrome blood gushin from they dome Got the company cant be safe carry em to they fuckin drape You ask for one simple favor come with all my fuckin cash Couldnt hunt two quarter front so I had to bust that ass You went and got all my dope then you stuck like Chuck Like Slim said dont take no loses that you cant make up Verse Two: {E. Vicious} See I dont want my 98 fuck with 99 I want all my fuckin money but bitch you got to die Nigga Verse Three: {B.G.} The game aint the same you cant be lame You got to be a true thug aint let yo fuckin nuts hang A nigga like me want all my heat or I have to split yo wig Stank bitch can suck my dick motherfuck a pussy pig I straight handle my business and I strap my gat Down Baby and Slim them old school gees Down for my stacks Chorus: {E. Vicious} Im down for my motherfuckin stacks Im born to jack and slang the fuckin bozack Im down for my motherfuckin stacks Im born to jack and slang the fuckin bozack Im down for my motherfuckin stacks Im born to jack and slang the fuckin bozack Verse Four: {E. Vicious} Its some fucked up shit with all this fuckin killin But I just sit back stack Im steady hustlin and chillin Watchin niggas kill niggas over doppin bitches And these so called gangsters turned snitches But I dont get involved with that dumb shit I want the bitches, the riches and the power to run shit So dog ass hoes dont even step to me If you dont suck dick or pay bills you aint no help to me Top notch hustler Im buryin busters six feet under Yeah Im that nigga wonder and I aint takin shit >From this crackers and jackers Im on the come up So bitches you can run up Peep this situation about this bitch that I know Never gave my play but heard me on the radio She wants to know what Ive been doin all the time You stupid bitch I know you heard Ive been writin rhymes Im the same nigga you wouldnt fuck with a year ago Now Im doin shows makin a little cash flow Sport Girbauds walkin like I got a attitude You aint know the Vicious on the come up move Verse Five: {Baby} My niggas gave me love my niggas gave me dubs My niggas watch me come up from a motherfuckin scrub Verse Six: {E. Vicious} So its gonna be like that me and my niggas Doin shows, fuckin hoes and pullin triggers Cuz hoes these days back door ya with ya Motherfuckin brother I call em freaks under cover See I can give a fuck about these dog ass hoes Black Im down for my motherfuckin stacks Verse Seven: {Mr. Ivan} You know its all about money bitch Smokin on that chronic gettin buzzed out Drinkin on that gin and juice a blunt hangin from my mouth I sold crack from the time I was a juvenile The money hungry nigga that wouldnt avoid a fuckin p nile Get out of jail I went to ballin on they dog ass Started sellin hats I went to countin bundles of cash Got out of jail again caught myself a felony I knew I should have listened to what the fuck my mama was tellin me Then seven months of fuck school and den I rolled out Started missin money so thats why the fuck I moved out Cuz Im a baby gangster fightin to survive When I close my eyes I got to make sure its passed twenty-five Im on the map now to teach youll a lesson Im bustin caps, cops tryna take my Smith n Wesson man Blok Boom on that ass again introduce you to a lil friend I swore to crack that I was gonna be gettin paid fast Gettin paid cash then I blast nigga Im makin bank had police not gettin off my back Im on that ass down for my fuckin stacks [ Down For My Stacks Lyrics ]
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