Stock In The Game Lyrics - Singles - Freddie Foxxx

Hi, I'm Jona, Freddie Foxxx is my dad 

And I wanna say that all you rappers are wack 

Wordup, baby, yeah, you ready? 

It's Bumpy Knuckles, baby, we tear this motherfucker down 

Welcome to the underground where hardcore niggas are found 

We're beatin' niggas down, make you world renown 

Where street beef set off once never forgiven 

Where real niggas never give up, we fugitivin' that's how we be livin' 

Where niggas vibe on the raw shit 

Come out, your face fucked up and get your jaw split 

We will pick your teeth up and put 'em on a string like bones 

And send your punk ass home alone 

I got stock in this microphone, you innuendos 

And get you beat the fuck up and played like Nintendo 

Maybe smoke like the hydro, endo, you niggas is hookers 

I hit you with the four pound tuckers 

Have you ever seen a rap stampede? 

We'll bring 'em underground and I'll 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 fuck 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 don't take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct 

I take it to nice niggas and fuck 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 eclipse your record and stole your shine 

Sixteen bars of homemade moonshine rhyme 

And I still had you motherfuckers payin' me mine 

What's up? Watch me snatch a hundred grand on you niggas 

No tax while you loudmouth braggin' ass niggas fake jacks 

I'm nice with my mothafuckin' 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' 

It's Bumpy Knuckles and raw niggas incorporated 

The real niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it 

You motherfuckers ready for this? Check it out, here we go 

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 got stock in the 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 go one, two, three, four, five, I make it live 

Simple ass shit like that be soundin' wack 

But when I spit the lyrical terror that makes niggas hide they jewels 

Wild niggas start cockin' they tools 

I got my ethics from the older school 

If you wack then I spit it 

Somethin' to steal, I come get it 

If Freddie Foxxx want beef, niggas ain't with it 

Some niggas wanna try my style but can't fit it 

I be hearin' niggas that sound like me 

But ain't never ever really put it down like me 

Plus them niggas ain't really underground like me 

Street reputation, love town to town like me 

You bitch ass motherfuckers 

I squared off in the mainstream world actin' like a mothafuckin' girls 

I wet you like a jheri curl and you'll explode like uranium 

The only thing you'll have to fall back on is your cranium 

You soft niggas could never be iller than the hole maker 

Hole filler, Bumpy Knucks keep it realer, the blood spiller 

Don't fuck with a mothafuckin' killer, turn it up 

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 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 

Then all you motherfuckers will be gone, word 'em up 

Now, check it out, all you motherfuckers better know 

Baby, it's Bumpy Knuckles and I never die 

If half you niggas was really as you say you was 

We wouldn't have had no wars between the Coast 

But you niggas is bitches 

'Cause when they did it to us we never did it to them 

So I'd do it to every motherfuckin' body, baby 

The lone soldier, Bumpy Knuckles, motherfucker 

You better watch your back, nigga, kill me