"Stocking" lyrics - THE ALCHEMIST
[Bridge:]
You bad?
Keep kicking that soldier shit I'll unload a clip
Put a fucking hole in your DU-RAG
You don't wanna fight me, hype me up motherfucker and got touched
Motherfucker that's too bad
You wanted to play thug, took the trey-8 slug
And now you using a doo-doo bag
Family first and that's til the day I'm under the earth, bitch look
Yo, I be guzzling the henny and listening to Many Men
Smoking some bud that got me red like an Indian
When 50 say Many Men, wish death 'pon him
Feel him 'cause I know kids that wish they did me in
But they couldn't get me though
And now they see me, and Al creep slow
For a G in the video
And niggas hating our guts, 'cause they know
To the face where they girls probably taking our nuts
My name Saigon nigga, I get any chick that I got my eye on nigga
Stronger than corn liquor
Nah I'm not a battle rapper
You talk shit I'ma take this razor and run the shit across your adams apple
I stand 5'7 and a quarter, but boy when I reach for that thing
I'm taller than Yao Ming
Peedi Crakk's mac goes "ring" my mac goes "BLAT"
I hit you in your hat take that
[Hook:]
(This gun) And you can get popped with that
(So bitch run) When I cock it back
(Cause you know) if I cock the gat
I'ma put a few holes in your stocking cap
(This gun) And you can get popped with that
(So bitch run) When I cock it back
(Cause you know) if I cock the gat
I'ma put a few holes in your stocking cap, boom!
I spit liver, not the kid you want to bother
Your mom's child destiny, well I'll be her survivor (I'm a survivor)
I was a robber, before I heard of Big Poppa
The dirty nigga in school with tools in his locker
Can't forget the Vodka, dime bag of shocker
Couple of sharp things that'll send you to see the doctor
Who am I - S to the A to the I and
When they say I bust that iron, they ain't lyin
Niggas who know me, know
Go ask them, say "Sai his gun blow" they say "Oh, for sure"
I can tell you mad shit that I did
And some shit that I got away with
But my lawyers advice me not to say shit
To keep shit basic, niggas play sick we can all get ill
I'm jacking my man Jay shit
If I'm a thug or not I ain't got to rhyme bout
C'mon come fuuck with a nigga and find out
[Hook:]
(This gun) And you can get popped with that
(So bitch run) When I cock it back
(Cause you know) if I cock the gat
I'ma put a few holes in your stocking cap
(This gun) And you can get popped with that
(So bitch run) When I cock it back
(Cause you know) if I cock the gat
I'ma put a few holes in your stocking cap, boom!
[Bridge:]
Keep kicking that soldier shit I'll unload a clip
Put a fucking hole in your DU-RAG
You don't wanna fight me, hype me up motherfucker and got touched
Motherfucker that's too bad
You wanted to play thug, took the trey-8 slug
And now you using a doo-doo bag
Family first and that's til the day I'm under the earth, bitch look
