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 niggas are found
We're beatin down, make you world-reknown
Where beef set off once, never forgiven
real niggas never give 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 your punk ass home alone
I got stock in microphone you innuendos
I get you beat the fuck up and played Nintendo
Maybe like the hydro endo, you niggas is hookers
I hit you wit the pound tuckers
you ever seen a rap stampede?
Well bring em underground, and I'll run em
You know my reputation, my voice disco beats is violation
New York walk, New York
And when I blow you dime, I use my own chalk
So watch what the fuck you say and you do
For real, niggas bring it to you and whole crew
in baby, you ready?

I got stock in game
Got a bad reputation for the glock to the game
You my name
So if you ever come me wrong
Just remember the words to this

I be mad MC's, I study your rhymes
And I noticed that you niggas is just time
I take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct
I take it to nice niggas and THEM UP!
So the fact that you be shinin it even better for me
just leaves more cheddar for me
I keep it blacker than in '69
eclispe your record and stole your shine
Sixteen bars of homemade moonshine
And I still had you mothafuckers me mine
Wassup, watch me snatch a hundred grand on you
No tax while you loudmouth braggin-ass fake jacks
Yeah I'm nice wit my hands
And I bust my heats, Freddie Foxxx box out the beats
My flow is so
a rainy day snowin, my voice fertilize your thoughts to start growin
It's Knuckles and raw niggas incorporated
The real niggas love it, the fake hate it
You mothafuckers for this? Check it out

2x

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

2x
*on second time, last line is "THEN ALL YOU BE GONE"*