Luyện nghe bài hát Stock In The Game

[Freddie
Yeah, uh-huh, you
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby, we tear this down!
Welcome to the underground where hardcore are found
We're beatin niggas down, make you
street beef set off once, never forgiven
Where real niggas never up, we fugitivin
That's how we be livin, where niggas vibe on the raw
out, your face fucked up and get your jaw split
Nigga, we pick your teeth up and put em on a like bones
And send punk ass home alone
I got stock in this you innuendos
I get you beat the fuck up and like Nintendo
Maybe smoke like the hydro endo, you is hookers
I hit you wit the four tuckers
you ever seen a rap stampede?
Well bring em underground, and I'll run em
You know my reputation, my voice over disco beats is
New York walk, New York
And I blow you niggas dime, I use my own chalk
So what the fuck you say and what you do
For real, niggas bring it to you and your whole
Bring in baby, you

I got in this game
Got a bad reputation for bringin the to the game
You my name
So if you ever come across me
Just the words to this song

I be hearin mad MC's, I your rhymes
And I noticed that you is just wastin time
I don't take it to wack niggas, they
I it to nice niggas and FUCK THEM UP!
So the fact that you be shinin makes it better for me
That leaves more cheddar for me
I it blacker than Cadillacs in '69
Total eclispe record and stole your shine
Sixteen bars of homemade moonshine
And I had you mothafuckers payin me mine
Wassup, watch me a hundred grand on you niggas
No tax while you loudmouth braggin-ass niggas fake
Yeah I'm nice wit my mothafuckin
And I bust my heats, Freddie celebrity box out the beats
My flow is so
Start a rainy day snowin, my voice fertilize your to start growin
It's Bumpy Knuckles and raw niggas
The niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it
You mothafuckers for this? Check it out

2x

I go one two three four five, I make it
Simple-ass like that be soundin wack
But when I spit the lyrical terror makes niggas hide they jewels
niggas start cockin they tools
I got my ethics from the older school, if you then I spit it
to steal, I come get it
If Freddie Foxxx beef, niggas ain't wit it
Some wanna try my style but can't fit it
I be hearin niggas that sound me
But ain't never ever really put it down me
Plus them niggas ain't really underground me
reputation, love town-to-town like me
You bitch-ass mothafuckers I squared off in the
World, actin like a mothafuckin
I wet you like a curl and you'll explode like uranium
The only you'll have to fall back on is your cranium
You niggas could never be iller
the holemaker, holefiller
Bumpy Knucks keep it realer, the
Don't fuck wit a killer, TURN IT UP!

2x
*on second time, line is "THEN ALL YOU MOTHAFUCKERS'LL BE GONE"*