PRODIGY

PRODIGY - 3 Stacks

rate me

Yeah yeah yeah

Old school Pt.2 feel it

The realest, who be the realest?

That's how we do it, man!

We run through it, nigga

I'm the number one insane rapper mix CD stabba'

Your album was doo-doo, I threw it out the passenger

The number one crapta, the 8, the 12, the 16, 22's and 23's

Sometimes I could blow a little steam

I got alot on my chest but I keep it quiet, so I don't blow the steam

Get 'em everytime, my millitary bars, will leave a permanent mark on ya brain

The comeback kid, to see you get your ass whooped!

Mad witnesses, these niggas mad shook!

I don't have a clue, why he chose to speak on my name, when you know I'm gon' shoot

You know I'm gon' crack yo' face, when you see me in the place I'm a dangerous person

Behind the rope, poppin' off with the girl

You got the ratchet in the car

I got the ratchet on my person!

3 Stacks, 3 Stacks, 3 Stacks

And a pocket full of hacks!

It don't stop, it don't stop, it don't stop

When it's on it go pop!

Yo, it been a long time since I sold a dime on a dime

This shit too hot whoa!

It's poppin' uptown when I used to see Flaco

Now back to the block hollerin' 'I got those'

I got those in every state, like the same amount of snitches that you got in your face

I'm a make my cracks bigger and take over the whole hood

Shit changed, dunn the ladies say that I'm no good

I smoke wood, to get high till we pass out

Cash over bitches, that's how we ride out

I''a G, rep QBC, with a fully on my back, kid. Who want beef?

Loose teeth over bullshit, you want that?

I'm a crazy motherfucker' beat you down with a bat

It's 'Big Twin' if you don't know, you betta' recognize!

I'm not the one to fuck with, I'm down to catch a homicide, YEAH!

3 Stacks, 3 Stacks, 3 Stacks

And a pocket full of hacks!

It don't stop, it don't stop, it don't stop

When it's on it go pop!

Ferrati Testarossa, I start the motor

Go from New York to South Dakota

When I was a kid I drank beer, not Soda!

Never hit the girls if they panties had the odor

You put my songs for sale and I'm a good earner

And I shot ya man, so I could test my burner

My 223's spit, flyin' down the VanWyck

When I'm in Queens, I make sure I see my man Twin

When I'm in Brooklyn, I holla at G

Love to see the girls ass-naked in the Tee

Take her to the crib, turn on the flat-screen

My couch is Gucci, sit ya ass next to me

3 Stacks, 3 Stacks, 3 Stacks

And a pocket full of hacks!

It don't stop, it don't stop, it don't stop

When it's on it go pop!

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