STOCK_-Freddie Foxxx
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TXT STOCK_-Freddie Foxxx 文本歌词
STOCK_ - Freddie Foxxx
Yeah, uh-huh, you ready?
Its bumpy knuckles baby, we tear this motha*****er down!
Welcome to the underground where hardcore niggas are found
Were beatin niggas down, make you world-reknown
Where street beef set off once, never forgiven
Where real niggas never give up, we fugitivin
Thats how we be livin, where niggas vibe on the raw sh*t
Come out, your face *****ed up and get your jaw split
Ni**a, we pick your teeth up and put em on a string like bones
And send your punk a** home alone
I got stock in this microphone you innuendos
I get you beat the ***** up and played like nintendo
Maybe smoke like the hydro endo, you niggas is hookers
I hit you wit the four pound tuckers
Have you ever seen a rap stampede?
Well bring em underground, and Ill run em down
You know my reputation, my voice over disco beats is violation
New york walk, new york talk
And when I blow you niggas dime, I use my own chalk
So watch what the ***** you say and what you do
For real, niggas bring it to you and your whole crew
Bring in baby, you ready?
I got stock in this game
Got a bad reputation for bringin the glock to the game
You know my name
So if you ever come across me wrong
Just remember the words to this song
I be hearin mad mcs, I study your rhymes
And I noticed that you niggas is just wastin time
I dont take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct
I take it to nice niggas and ***** them up!
So the fact that you be shinin makes it even better for me
That just leaves more cheddar for me
I keep it blacker than cadillacs in 69
Total eclispe your record and stole your shine
Sixteen bars of homemade moonshine rhyme
And I still had you motha*****ers payin me mine
Wassup, watch me snatch a hundred grand on you niggas
No tax while you loudmouth braggin-a** niggas fake jacks
Yeah Im nice wit my motha*****in hands
And I bust my heats, freddie foxxx celebrity box out the beats
My flow is so cold
Start a rainy day snowin, my voice fertilize your thoughts to start growin
Its bumpy knuckles and raw niggas incorporated
The real niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it
You motha*****ers ready for this? check it out
Chorus 2x
I go one two three four five, I make it live
Simple-a** sh*t like that be soundin wack
But when I spit the lyrical terror that makes niggas hide they jewels
Wild niggas start *****in they tools
I got my ethics from the older school, if you wack then I spit it
Something to steal, I come get it
If freddie foxxx want beef, niggas aint wit it
Some niggas wanna try my style but cant fit it
I be hearin niggas that sound like me
But aint never ever really put it down like me
Plus them niggas aint really underground like me
Street reputation, love town-to-town like me
You *****-a** motha*****ers I squared off in the mainstream
World, actin like a motha*****in girls
I wet you like a jheri curl and youll explode like uranium
The only thing youll have to fall back on is your cranium
You soft niggas could never be iller
Than the holemaker, holefiller
Bumpy knucks keep it realer, the bloodspiller
Dont ***** wit a motha*****in killer, turn it up!
Chorus 2x
*on second time, last line is then all you motha*****ersll be gone*
