Представляем точный текст композиции "Stack My Doe" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Head . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Stack My Doe» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Head передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Head - "Stack My Doe"
Lyrics to Stack My Doe : (feat. Mack Biggers) [talking:] You know, it doesnt matter what city or state you from You feel me Wood (yeah yeah), you always got them type of cats Thats worried about how the next man, making his money mayn (thats why they still walking baby), you know So what we about to do, for you ladies and gentlemen Me and my big bro, fin to explain how we feel about Them type of faggots, (finna get it on baby) [Hook:] Everybody wanna know, how Im gon stack my do Rule one I keep my focus, never trust these trifling hoes For niggaz that be hating on me, Im here to let yall know I never leave my crib, without packing my glock 4-0 [Lil Head:] Ok I never leave my crib, without packing Cause niggaz get around these hoes, and start acting Capping, like they living it up But when you run up on a nigga, hell be giving it up See Im a grown man, and for a while been on my own man And all I know is the streets, cause this my home man Im from the hood, of the go-getters Where I was taught to stick and move, back down from no nigga I suppose niggaz, wanna know my masterplan Face the fact I stay hustling, thats your fucking answer man All my life, I seen a bunch of thangs Hung around O.G.s, and count a bunch of change Paid attention to my dogs, now I got the game 21 years later, now I got the fame let me explain All the hustling that I did, it finally paid off Motherfuck a time card, and being laid off come on [Hook] [Mack Biggers:] With no love for a bitch, I hit the field and pitch A quarter brick, whipping it to 36 A fa sho thang, is a slow swang You can catch me in the gutter, putting the fork to some cocaine With them grimey niggaz, packing fos mayn Face it you niggaz basic, to getting do mayn You lames is square as a pool table, and twice as green In the field Im a pit, thats twice as mean My SK, dont play with the snipers beam Nigga I smother a punk, Im a righteous king Count my dollars, stay low to the ground And pop my collar, catch a nigga in my bidness And shotsll holla, this blood on mine Plus my block is hotter, boys playing games Trying to stop this rider, before you get it twisted Picture me in the kitchen, steady whipping and mixing [Hook] [Lil Head:] They wanna know do I got cash, do I have a lot of hoes Is it that bad, that yall really have to know Well heres your answer, you niggaz make me sick I think need my lanter, please pass me them pampers Cause these niggaz, acting baby-fied Steady whining and crying, because Im nationwide There go your pride and congratulate me, I know you punks glad to hate me Cause I got do got hoes, plus I smashed your lady C pass the gravy, for the wonderful dish Press the button on the Boulo, bout to fumble the kit Surran-wrapped em, then bundled the bricks Send em overseas, with a ease and told em go on fumble with this And these hoes, dont make it no better Steady roaching off the next man, instead of trying to make em some cheddar So thats why, a nigga play the role of being broke But if my real niggaz need, I take care of my folks no problem [Hook] [ Stack My Doe Lyrics ]
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