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3x krazy – stackin’ chips كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: keak da sneak]
all draped in teal
givin’ ’em something they can feel
you can call me the man of steel
kryptonite couldn’t k!ll
giving all reasons to chill
bumping keep it on the real
and you blindfolded
if you thought wasn’t gone make it a mil’ b-tch
been trying to further since the sixth grade
it’s urgent that i get paid
flowamatic when my sh-t laid
and representing that 3 kray’
mind set on one thang (what’s that?)
that skrilla, scratch, two strikes head of the gate
and just kick it like a sk-nk
some suckers hate
but not dem playa, man they love me
and always got something to say [?] looking lovely
smelly
me, big ben and charlie
rolling spiffy
and spinning like the rear end of a nifty
i strictly, take the [?] on me
hit the c-ck, something loud then i p-ss it to my homie
chicks be phony
paging me and b at the same time
seeing who’ll call back first but [?] ain’t mine
i gots no time to wine and dine
cause once they’ve been on the phone it’s just a waste of time
off the rine
and blunts, them stunts be devastating
[?] is out the window which is why the whole car fit

[hook]
i’m trying to stack my chips
(so i) clock a grip
(then i) make some hits
(and i) hate to snitch
(so i) sticks to scripts
hits my l1cks
(it ain’t nothing like them big head green dead presidents)

[verse 2: b.a.]
[?] change your franklins
they don’t take sh-ts in the telly
[?] and ready for fetti so bring the steak and spaghetti
n-ggas done let me
dig deep in they f-cking grab bag
can’t flip cause deep in they wallets is where my cash at
i’m on a
first come, first serve basis
when i hit the casinos, i’m headed out reno to vegas
stacking potatoes
no [?] to call the consequence
evident i’m about my scratch and i’m about to represent
through the crowd
freaking it loud with omega
fresh out like mike but coming back like the raiders
uh, i k!ll ’em in my gators
just pimping and players
linens, cannoli’s and rollies, i’m headed straight to the tailors
give a f-ck i’m in vegas b-tch
so raise up the dank from k!lla cali
to bali, they feed us [?] and steaks
these b-tches beg us for plates
so they touching sidewalks and bullies
better prepare for the schooling
never worry i’m overruling
don’t talk till ya do it
plus p-ssy drunk off the fluid
hookers good looking the crooked looking for b.a. to do it?
i can’t wait for the mission to k!ll it
just getting skrilla from [?] stack millions
500 drop on the spot on top of the ceiling
that’s on the reala
a pimp in my
f-cking rhyme
like ‘ball and mjg make sure you call it like you see it
just a g*nius
i know ya seen us
in the wind
so perving is just a matter of time before i do you in
off the gin, 500 benz
got me sliding
so bury the player haters and knock the game out the line

[hook]

[verse 3: agerman]
it’s going down in the bay
flossing cold cash around your area
thought you heard of a n-gga that’s stacking mo’ chips
than the bank of america
dropping them bombs like a specialist
finger eager to k!ll ’em all up
murderous mind, no misdemeanor
listen to the bark of my nine go “buck”
sparking off the krazyomatic
sparking up my bluntomatic
stacking chips up in the attic
buck ’em every time with the flowamatic
get ready to get dusted
fill up the bag with all your cash or catch a blast
no bluff we busting
so run everybody gon’ do math by a.g.e
this sick-o-path
wait till your body shoot through running your mouth
hit ’em up with the pump then put him in the trunk with the bump
crazy, mistreat that -ss, i’m [?] catching a blast
talking like some loud mouth b-st-rd
is enough to have that -ss subtracted
they claiming they be jacking
but i’m a tell you n-ggas be acting when they rapping
got sh-t full blown that’s backwards
prolly got a lil’ strap but scared to bust a strap
come around my way busting strap
n-gga i’m talking ’bout busting back
results of this money and the power
making about a g an hour
running machines around this b-tch and buck to ya cowards
and i ain’t forgot about what you said ho
n-gga you’ll come up missing from that lead smoke
cap that -ss, ‘fore we mack that -ss, another dead foe
hit him up, get him up, pick him up
i pop my trunk, no need for that ambulance
that boy ain’t getting up
call the coroner to pick him up
zip him up, split him up, technical chopping the funk
got big enough f-cking with [?]
[?] get sick enough
gotta get my cash like mitch-ll
get your cats before they get you
it’s clear as the picture in my 600 benz
that i’m out for my dead presidents

[hook]

- 3x krazy

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