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Stack Yo Chips

by Master P

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featuring see Murder Master P (Ughhhhhh) Stack yo Chips get yo paper Ball til you fall young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips get yo paper Ball til you fall young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips get yo paper Ball til you fall young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips get yo paper Ball til you fall young nigga fuck the haters (Mystikal) I'm movin too fast doing to much for these niggas Hum bro I get paid to leave the house sideways Bitch stickn out, what I can take it without quessn' You the mutha fuckin coward And I'm the big bad wolf nigga And I'm coming to devoiour ain't nuthin better than money Sex and the power Oh how I love to be on top of the power Fuck I got it to go wit it, clownish out dat back cuttin up telly to telly bouncn' I got 5 women, 4 cars 3 homes and 2 apartments A rolex, 10 leather jackets, And 20 pair of Michael Jordans All in it, front and back wheels spinnin I might not bid to you But I'm the shit in the city Street things, represent the real no lim Razor sharp rhymes penatrating you skin The way I drop Bitch gotta feel them I'm that close Try to stop me from gettn' it (Ughhhhhh) Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters (C-Murder) I make a million dollar dream become reallity without a doubt I get paid for every rhyme coming out my mouth And gangsta rap pays the bills so I represent it And who we be, Some soldiers down that no limit My young thugs love to get high off of my lyrics I have em' tweakn' Possessed like an evil spirit We on the rise, But labeled as them bad guys We're family tied, And run like the enterprize Fool is you legal, But bugs is segal This ain't no sequil, You damn sure not my equal And playa haters don't last too long a million muthafuckas with my disc Sittin at they home My edvasaries is slowly being put to death I catch em gaspin And trying to breathe They last breath I mean you reaching for the stars But you can't grip I told ya, get yo paper nigga Stack yo chips. (Ughhhhhh) Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters Stack yo Chips, get yo paper Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters

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