Pimps, Playas & Hustlas Lyrics - Operation Stackola - Luniz

[Chorus] 

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot callas, all of us. 

T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe me. 

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot callas, all of us. 

T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't nuthin nice, Yukmouth let me 

Hear ya. 

Well it's the one of the mill nigga 

The Vill niggaz, that spill niggaz guts to the fullest 

Fill niggaz up wit bullets 

Kill niggaz, Yuk don't bullshit 

An I pull licks if I have to, no laughter 

Or chit-chat I juss clack my shit back an then I blast ya 

When it's the wig split 

Come wit big shit fo the 9-Feva-roo 

'Cause ya fuckin' either two 

Of yo baby ma'mas 

Got em on camera 

Doin' a tootsie roll wit a hammer up her coochie hole, an a 40 up her 

Bootsy hole 

Fo sho, I pimp nights like Gladis 

Niggaz better knock on wood like havock, when I'm in yo hood wit an 

Automatic 

So crack ends, givin me jaw, I be call fuckin' around wit mo ups & downs 

Then a see-saw 

Sometimes I feel like I'm broke, sometimes I'm shot calla 

Who got all the bitches lost in the motions like Pala 

Balla than shisty, mo betta blues then Spike Lee 

Might be off the 40 'cause I'm OG like Ice-T 

Ya dig? 

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Smoke hoes, an coke hoes, are sumpthin' like the same 

One fo the white dope, one fo the nigga that's in the game 

Now I know bitches that say "Richard, do what ya want to" 

But like old Vogues them bitches cry when I hit the corner 

My 7-duce, produce, 'cause the zues was pissed off 

I'm still gettin' zips off 

Niggaz feelin' ripped off, an clipped off 

Until they told me, it was Knumskull, Yuk an Dru 

Now what you want to do? 

It's thirty five-hundred for the straight laced triple gold, wit the vogues 

That's what they cost in the store, yeah 

An you can reach, but you can not touch 

Ever figga, scared nigga that you feared too much? 

If you scared go to church, I know it hurts 

To find out, she works for me 

Brought me that Jeep 

That's why I, keep my bitch business in the cut 

That way I gets yo skrilla, plus I get to fuck, 

'Cause we. 

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I'm steadily stackin' up on the green 

Ballas will use the triple beam 

Shot calla use they words 

Hustlas will use they shoulders, playas sit back an get served 

Now observe the definition of the pimp-mode 

I take hoes, an break hoes, an hoes is stayin mobile, really though 

Doe is what I love, so what's up? 

Nigga who you tellin, that life always been tough 

Nigga I had it rough 

An nigga it ain't no bluff 

An potna I had my own mama sufferin', that's sumpthin' 

Yeah okay 

I turned straight into a hustla 

Crap on bustas 

Skrilla fo reala from them suckas 

I gave my mama half, me half, I'm out the door 

Ready to bubble 

I turned into a balla, shot calla 

Two for twamp 

With in a year I'm back on the spot 

Zippas in zipper, I'm ready to hit some fences, it's so wicked 

Bitch you jack rabbit call me Bugsy 

Four-four up in the Paddy wagon, to break my niggaz love me 

An I'll be sure the next time niggaz see me I'll be high 

Do or die, throwin up the 5, in the 5th lane right 

Side, I'm watchin' the rearview juss for po-po's 

I swerve to the curb, about 3 an you know that I straight broke that 

Hoe. 

Fa sho. G-A fo checks 

Pimp bitches fo sex, might as well go all out an pimp the whole block 

Wit 4 techs 

Niggaz on this, on the move in many 

Plenty taken, playa hatin', Caddy's 

That ain't my thang ruger 

It's good to roll skrill that's the best thang 

My S-S-I check came, you gotta be a big mack to do some shit like that, 

An issued this game 

My buddies, who ever can better my Operation Stackola 

Smack, mack, the greenery an crackola 

Homies want to be down rollin' big stacks 

You want to make an effort towards paper, then bitch get crack 

So sick wid it 

That's why I shitted on raps fo luck 

I'm like what ever it takes to make a buck 

Could never be stuck 

I'm facin' a life of brokeness already 

Fuck the pain, it juss make sense fo me to stay on my hustle and game 

Blame no nigga fo my down fall 

But pimpin' is the final frontier, I gets around y'all 

We all. 

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