Opération stackola
Luniz Lyrics
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To make a buck I had to sell nuff drugs
Showed up, an rolled up, bubbled wit tough thugs that love to bust slugs
I had much love, from dope fiends
Plug 'em wit mo cream, my dangla
Used to sport Wranglers wit Pro Wings
Fa sho green-ery stacked up, that macked up
Quick to put the gat up an blast on niggaz that act up
I been broke, rollin' through yo mutha fuckin' hood in trench coats
Wit double barrels get yo narrow ass on the floor
I'm not play, I don't play though
I'm out to get yo pay roll
Say hoe, you get yo monkey ass stomped wit the steel toe
Fucked in the game like a dildo
From the Vill hoe
To the mutha fuckin' Fil-Mo fo real though
None can get wit this sick wit it man slaughter
Practice lookin' harder than 40 Water
Niggaz all over claimin' they foldin' weight
I caught yo slippin', rippin' that duct tape over yo face an off the Golden Gate
Let go, I'm down to break jaws when I takes all's
Yo cash, blast that ass won't last fo' one mo day like Nate Dog
Break laws
Lethal weapon like Danny
Slangin' candy
Livin' lavish about my cabbage understands me
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
It ain't me fuck gettin, fronted
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
It ain't me fuck gettin, fronted
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
I see what you see, but you don't see what I see
Mill an zips come up the whole grip like Kadafi
Twenty years of age, waitin' fo' the say someone say cap me
A whole line of felonies on my rap sheet
Any means to make loot in the East Oakland Bay route
It's all about makin' mail fuck bein' cute (woo)
That's the sound when it's time to lay down my hustle
Why there's so many bubbles, I choose to throw rocks like Barney Rubble
Can't lie back, wit a gang of top scratch
I gots to move on, an scoot on
Now mutha fucka can you buy that?
Lay low make no mistakes, make it successful
And if a nigga run up then make his chest full
I toss niggas that try to struggle off me
Cross me
A gang of jealousy because I'm saucy
It's not my fault that I grew to become a licksta
Instead I say moms meetin' pops was a mix up
Pick up
Hennessy got my brain runnin' quicka than I can think
Adrenaline pumpin' about to faint
Ain't no shame
Can't be no nine to five nigga
The "O" is where I'm from, so I gots to survive nigga
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
It ain't me fuck gettin, fronted
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
It ain't me fuck gettin, fronted
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
Nigga notice I'm broke wit a loaded four-fifth gat
The real nigga rolled an showed us where you hide yo doe an shit at
He did just that, showed me where the kicks at
An big scratch told Knum to come nigga lets get that
Yuk pull over
Park the Nova
Tonight's the night, so I hope you write about the yola
I hold the Mag, lookin' for the attack
Search the whole fuckin' crib 'cause I know he got scratch
Creep up the mutha fuckin' stairs wit the ski mask
On the second floor in the drawer there should be cash
But we laugh
'Cause we see task cars right next door
But we poor, no budget fuck it, so kick down the door
Boom kick it once
Boom kick it twice
Three times it's breakin' got the whole fuckin' building shakin'
Make our way through the house nothin' less nothin' more
(Where the kicks at?)
I think they in the third drawer
There's more
An that's a fa sho-sho I got the doe, now we up out the door
Before the neighbors call po-po
To the mobile, to count the real deal bank roll
In my sock, I rub daily 'cause it's scratchin' my ankle
It's morning
We unleash to the streets
Wit twelve G's a piece
Headed straight to the East
Better recognize this game is bought to be sold
That's why I pull licks fo' some paper to fold
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
It ain't me fuck gettin', fronted
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
It ain't me fuck gettin' fronted
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
Bitch!
The Luniz's song Operation Stackola talks about the struggles of making money through illegal means in East Oakland. The song describes the life of a drug dealer and thief, who roams around Oakland with his tough friends to make quick cash. They sell drugs to dope fiends and earn a lot of money, which they stack up. They are quick to pull out their guns and shoot anyone who tries to act up. The singer of the song is shown as someone who is desperate for money, so much so that he robs people at gunpoint to make a quick buck. The song talks about the challenges and risks involved in criminal activities, such as getting caught by the police, being shot by rivals or being killed in a gang war. However, the singer takes these risks because he has no other option.
The lyrics of the song also suggest that the singer is trapped in a life of crime and violence. He has grown up in the "O" and has no other way of making a living. The song portrays the harsh realities of ghetto life, where people are forced to commit crimes and indulge in violence to survive. The singer of the song is someone who is tough, fearless and street-smart. He is used to fighting and killing his rivals and will stop at nothing to make money.
Line by Line Meaning
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I positioned myself in a hidden location
To make a buck I had to sell nuff drugs
In order to earn money, I had to sell a large quantity of drugs
Showed up, an rolled up, bubbled wit tough thugs that love to bust slugs
I arrived and associated with intimidating individuals who enjoy shooting guns
I had much love, from dope fiends
I received a lot of affection from drug addicts
Plug 'em wit mo cream, my dangla
I provided them with more drugs, my friend
Used to sport Wranglers wit Pro Wings
I used to wear Wrangler jeans with Pro Wing sneakers
Fa sho green-ery stacked up, that macked up
Definitely, an abundance of money accumulated, causing jealousy
Quick to put the gat up an blast on niggaz that act up
I swiftly raised my gun and fired at individuals who caused trouble
Snatched the scratch up, quick hit the back fence loc
I grabbed the money quickly then fled through the back fence, my friend
I been broke, rollin' through yo mutha fuckin' hood in trench coats
I have experienced poverty while driving through your neighborhood wearing long coats
Wit double barrels get yo narrow ass on the floor
With two guns, I demand that you get on the floor
I'm not play, I don't play though
I am not kidding, I am serious
I'm out to get yo pay roll
I am determined to obtain your paycheck
Say hoe, you get yo monkey ass stomped wit the steel toe
Listen, woman, you will be beaten with a steel-toed boot
Fucked in the game like a dildo
I have been cheated in this lifestyle, similar to a sex toy
From the Vill hoe
From the Vill neighborhood, woman
To the mutha fuckin' Fil-Mo fo real though
To the Filmore neighborhood, for real though
None can get wit this sick wit it man slaughter
No one can compete with my aggressive and deadly style
Practice lookin' harder than 40 Water
I practice appearing tougher than the rapper E-40
Niggaz all over claimin' they foldin' weight
Men everywhere pretend to have large amounts of drugs
I caught yo slippin', rippin' that duct tape over yo face an off the Golden Gate
I took advantage of your momentary vulnerability, placing duct tape over your face and throwing you off the Golden Gate Bridge
Let go, I'm down to break jaws when I takes all's
Release me, I am ready to violently break jaws when I take everything
Yo cash, blast that ass won't last fo' one mo day like Nate Dog
Your money will be gone quickly, just like the late rapper Nate Dogg
Break laws
Violate rules and regulations
Lethal weapon like Danny
I am a dangerous weapon, similar to the character Danny's in the movie 'Lethal Weapon'
Slangin' candy
I am selling drugs
Livin' lavish about my cabbage understands me
I am living a luxurious lifestyle due to my money, and hopefully, you can comprehend that
Can't slang cream, can't lay low
I am unable to sell drugs discreetly
Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold
I am swift to commit robberies to obtain money
It ain't me fuck gettin, fronted
I am not interested in receiving drugs in advance
(Gaffed and licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted)
(I have successfully carried out robberies, which is why I am always smoking marijuana)
I see what you see, but you don't see what I see
We may witness the same event, but you lack understanding of my perspective
Mill an zips come up the whole grip like Kadafi
Large quantities of drugs and money accumulate, just like the infamous Kadafi
Twenty years of age, waitin' fo' the say someone say cap me
At the young age of twenty, I am anticipating someone attempting to kill me
A whole line of felonies on my rap sheet
My criminal record consists of numerous serious crimes
Any means to make loot in the East Oakland Bay route
I am willing to use any method to make money in the East Oakland Bay area
It's all about makin' mail fuck bein' cute (woo)
The focus is on earning money rather than appearing attractive
That's the sound when it's time to lay down my hustle
That is the signal indicating it is time to retire from my criminal activities
Why there's so many bubbles, I choose to throw rocks like Barney Rubble
I question the presence of numerous drug dealers and choose to engage in confrontations like the cartoon character Barney Rubble throwing rocks
Can't lie back, wit a gang of top scratch
I cannot relax while possessing a large amount of money
I gots to move on, an scoot on
I must continue moving and progressing forward
Now mutha fucka can you buy that?
Now can you understand that, my friend?
Lay low make no mistakes, make it successful
Remain discreet and avoid errors to achieve success
And if a nigga run up then make his chest full
If someone confronts me, I will shoot him in the chest
I toss niggas that try to struggle off me
I throw away individuals who resist against me
Cross me
Oppose me
A gang of jealousy because I'm saucy
There is a significant amount of envy towards me because I am confident and successful
It's not my fault that I grew to become a licksta
I cannot be blamed for evolving into a person who robs others
Instead I say moms meetin' pops was a mix up
Rather than acknowledging my own mistakes, I blame my parents for their mix-up
Pick up
Understand, my friend
Hennessy got my brain runnin' quicka than I can think
Hennessy alcohol affects my mind faster than I can process thoughts
Adrenaline pumpin' about to faint
My adrenaline is pumping, causing me to feel lightheaded
Ain't no shame
There is no embarrassment
Can't be no nine to five nigga
I cannot work a regular job
The 'O' is where I'm from, so I gots to survive nigga
I am from Oakland, so I need to survive in this environment
Nigga notice I'm broke wit a loaded four-fifth gat
People realize that I am financially struggling but possess a loaded .45 caliber gun
The real nigga rolled an showed us where you hide yo doe an shit at
The authentic individual led us and revealed the location of your money and valuable items
He did just that, showed me where the kicks at
He did exactly that, indicating where the valuable items were located
An big scratch told Knum to come nigga lets get that
My companion, Big Scratch, instructed Knum to join us and acquire those items
Yuk pull over
Yuk, please stop the car
Park the Nova
Park the Chevrolet Nova
Tonight's the night, so I hope you write about the yola
Tonight is the night, so I expect you to compose a song about the cocaine
I hold the Mag, lookin' for the attack
I possess the Magnum handgun, anticipating a possible assault
Search the whole fuckin' crib 'cause I know he got scratch
I thoroughly search the entire house because I am aware that he has money
Creep up the mutha fuckin' stairs wit the ski mask
I quietly ascend the stairs wearing a ski mask
On the second floor in the drawer there should be cash
On the second floor, money should be stored in a drawer
But we laugh
But we find it amusing
'Cause we see task cars right next door
We are amused because we notice police vehicles parked nearby
But we poor, no budget fuck it, so kick down the door
But we are financially lacking, so we decide to disregard any consequences and forcefully enter the premises
Boom kick it once
Boom, kick the door once
Boom kick it twice
Boom, kick the door twice
Three times it's breakin' got the whole fuckin' building shakin'
After kicking the door three times, it breaks and causes the entire building to tremble
Make our way through the house nothin' less nothin' more
We navigate through the house without hesitating or spending unnecessary time
(Where the kicks at?)
(Where are the valuable items?)
I think they in the third drawer
I believe they are located in the third drawer
There's more
There is additional booty
An that's a fa sho-sho I got the doe, now we up out the door
And that's for certain, I have the money, now we are leaving
Before the neighbors call po-po
Before the neighbors contact the police
To the mobile, to count the real deal bank roll
To the vehicle, where we will count the actual amount of money
In my sock, I rub daily 'cause it's scratchin' my ankle
I keep the money in my sock, causing discomfort and irritation on my ankle
It's morning
It is now morning
We unleash to the streets
We take to the streets
Wit twelve G's a piece
With twelve thousand dollars each
Headed straight to the East
We are going directly to the East
Better recognize this game is bought to be sold
You better acknowledge that this lifestyle is about making money
That's why I pull licks fo' some paper to fold
That is why I commit robberies in order to acquire money
Bitch!
Insulting exclamation
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Garrick Husband, Garrick Husbands, Jerold Ellis, Joseph Johnson
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