Luyện nghe bài hát Solidified

Yeah you know the shit don't stop, never,
As we on
With of this drama for yo' ass
{'She me why..'}

You niggaz startin somethin
and beefin with rappers, why our music so
and so dramatic, where's the
Why y'all go so static
Is it for real or all for sales?
I'm like, 'Shorty you be sick'
We been burned like the Waco kids
I don't need to rappers for recognition
You better check the files: Infamous, on Earth, Murda Muzik
You can't be
We created drama shit, we set the trend
We taught you niggaz bout and guns
And numerous ways we to earn funds
We veterans, we got a decade of
Niggaz done came and went, and we poppin
Our name is carved in
Even the new blood know, we ain't no so

Let us solidify this - that?
We been this - but of course!
Lot of new and young kids - uh-huh
They all love Infamous+ - but of course!
We been for music Dunn - c'mon man!
Who do it than us? - c'mon man!
Who to bang and bump? That's right
{'She me why..'}

I ride around the 'fore I get out twice
without the headlights, case niggaz know my
Wanna, me out, I ain't finished with life
I'ma, thug it out, you payin the price
And I'm a who can roll the dice, put up the crib

sweat if I lose, bet your ass won't live
to collect this of mines, never that
I'm a loser the (?), reverse with hammers
Hit your mans up if they the issue
Some dead, the other crippled, and I'm a monster with led
Lodge a slug in abdomen, puts in the 7
in the stash box a rapper's best friend
Get it and you WILL get twisted with chrome biscuits
no difference my nigga, we handle business
So please with the questions they right in, of your face
Homey stunt he to' from the gate, so

Nigga that you used to click turned on you
you used to rap with hatin on you
Did you really get for half a mill' in jewels
at the video shoot? I tell you this
My stick-o's still my
My stick man be my stick man the tombstone (mmm, mmm)
You got rhymes? You got for the Mobb?
You got for P? I get my rocks off

Believe nothin that you hear and only of what you see
never cooked in the kitchen and never clapped heat
Niggaz wanna be but on the inside so sweet
Niggaz on they records but they never handle beef
Know nothin golden seal, seein your P.O.
a dirty urine now you're snuffin a C.O.
F**kin right, I'm a man of the people but I will you
If you cock-blockin the paper the shit'll get real (so)