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A Stack of Steeleye Span (1973-1975) (Steeleye Span) · Stack of Soul (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Stack O'Lee Blues (Mississippi John Hurt) · Stack a Records (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Stack Waddy/Bugger Off! (Stack Waddy) · Stack of Dreams (Thad Cockrell) · Stack It Up (Alley Boy) · Stack-a-Tracks (Jellyfish) · Stack O' Lee: The Very Best of Mississippi John Hurt (Mississippi John Hurt) · Stack-o-Tracks (The Beach Boys) – and 90 other albums »


Of truth, Asiatic discipline's frightenin
some who act dumb embraced by decadence
The weak in the wake of true black militants
Hear the call and all heed
what you sayin'?)

(Chorus)

Ya'll live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money

(repeat 8x)

(Master P verse 1)
I stack greens like cheese
played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once
out man I groove like dat
I'm smooth like dat
I jive like dat
I roll like dat

Yeah I'm thick like dat
I stack like dat
I'm down like dat
I'm black like
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once
fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5, double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5,
the g's 
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese

You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you 
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
[Chorus]
What are the true keys to being a ninja?
Dressed in all black, perfect vision,
And that movement is in silence, ah
What are the true
through the club seeing sister on with some tight skirts
But what I got on ya a sack black lips and lungs
I got what I got to stack hunds and ones
Now I
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once
played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards
("Cause ain't no fiends coming in between me an my dreams
 See what I mean black? I gets the paper")

Microphone thugs flip keys and shit
coconut rum with a lil umbrella
Game shooter, I take trips to the Bramuter so many cars
I got more keys than a computer
Screens fall like snow
(Bun B)
When I first started back in 1989
I wasn't movin keys I barely movin dimes
Started comin up fiends recognize my face
Started payin off
We, we are the champions, we can't stop
Cause you just can't keep them
Ruff Ryders down, down, down

By any means necessary, I'mma hold down
da stack my pockets is fat 
And my daughters is too 
Just think of all the thousands of dollars we run through

[Chorus: x2]

I'm goin' ten a key
played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once
When I first started back in 1989
I wasn't moving keys I barely moving dimes
Started coming up fiends recognize my face
Started paying off
Thirty thousand feet up in the air, up in the Leer
Dressed in a black tux, forty cal tucked, strapped in a chair
Half-asleep hoppin' out of my
Premo
Stack loot with my nigga Dino and Enno (Julio)
Spliff and my other nigga Chico
Uno dos tres quatro cinco (Gimme five)
Count from ten all the way
on crack
G'z gotta serve them everybody want to stack
Keys it don't hurt them cold blooded will it eva be?
ain't no love you can die and still neva see
That