(feat. Shadow, Sekou 720, & Black Child)
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[Intro - Shadow - talking]
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Geah, Lou turn it up a little bit nigga
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(rowdy I see you nigga)
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Yeah (Queens)
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Yo this Shadow in this motherfucker (holla)
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Representin Hoodstock (Hussein)
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The Stock Family nigga (yeah)
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Haha, and its a motherfuckin takeover (geah, Ferrari Black)
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We invested in the hood nigga in a lot of different ways
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Geah (c'mon), but right now nigga
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[Chorus - Shadow - 2X - w/ ad libs]
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The bricks is back, the bricks is back
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The bricks is back, the bricks is back
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Big 'Dow ain't the toughest
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so I'll tell you right now when it's on it's nothin
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Shadow gettin to bustin
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[Verse 1 - Shadow]
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Let me tell you who I be and who I am
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Shadow Stock, ready rock, that's what I'm sellin and
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E pills, four hundred for fifty get you a refill
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Twenty-three a gram nigga, let's do the deal
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Representin the Stock Family
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I don't really care how big you get pussy, you can't handle me
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Won't say I'm the toughest
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So I'll tell you right now when it's on, it's nothin
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Shadow gettin to bustin
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Every class at school nigga was special ed
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Teacher got bored a nigga so we was all red
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Twenty four with no diploma I don't really care
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These cowards don't got it crackin and I'm out there
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Lou we got the brown, Ferrari got the green
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Smells caught in between, nigga doin his thing
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What I'm sayin it's a hustler's pain
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Bein rich by myself, it's a treacherous dream
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Damn!
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[Chorus - Sekou 720 - 2X - w/ ad libs]
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Queens is back, Queens is back
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Nigga Queens is back, Queens is back
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Man Sekou ain't the toughest
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I'll tell ya right now, when it's on it's nothin
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720 get to bustin
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[Verse 2 - Sekou 720]
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Oh my gangstaness
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All the anger in my heart who we thank for this
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Yo I can't thank a soul but God and guns
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Don't kill a damn fool it's a animant's steel (drugs)
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It's the liquor and the bills cause a man to steal
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It's the lack of Medicaid and these bitches got AIDS
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And they snaggin at the Y, player we too high
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I ain't really into ballin and tossin my chips (uh huh)
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Rather cop real estate then ride big whips
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Rather trick on my wife and go real a dick or hips
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Slick bitch that's strict man, she can't get shit
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But she get trashed on the car hood by Hoodstock
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We got good stock
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and size does matter bitch, that's why we slang good cock
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Back the thirty eight slug, back out (what what)
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Look out the way, 'fore your whole hood shot up (yeah)
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[Chorus - Black Child - 2X - w/ ad libs]
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The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back
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The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back
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The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back
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Black Child is gutter, it's on motherfuckers
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The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back
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The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back
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Black Child is gutter
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I don't give a fuck what I sell out with a gun motherfucker
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[Verse 3 - Black Child]
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I got stocks in the hood, sold rocks in the wood
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Pop up on your block, with the glock like its good
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Got niggaz scared to cop and drop like I'm Suge
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Pop if you could, watch if you would
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Nigga go platinum from the federal pen
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Go 150 months, and come home gettin rich again
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Nigga it's sicker than, I hope you listenin
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Nigga we glistenin, pop off and leave you in the dead man position
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Black Child is Murder, y'all forgettin
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The work I put in, the dirt I done did
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On this earth niggaz lives is worthless
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Unless you worth a few million, school your children
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Let the game get to 'em, then they brain get ruined
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Mine speak foreign languages fluently
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Hoodstock exchange ain't nothin new to me
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Cop and go, set 'em shoppin up to Unity
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I've been ticklin clit ever since puberty
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Might taste it if it smells clean to me
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Mama lean with me, holler and scream with me
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[Chorus - Ja Rule - 2X - w/ ad libs]
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The Rule is back, the Rule is back
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The Rule is back, the Rule is back
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Like 'Pac said "keep your head up man"
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Like Biggie Biggie "give me one more chance"
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Haha, niggaz
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[Verse 4 - Ja Rule]
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I +Clap Back+ just from my mental anguish
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This cash is aimless, cop the new yellow Vanguish
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And I ride swervin down the westside highway
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| Get high like a G4 o |
