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 always startin somethin
and beefin with rappers, why our music so
and so dramatic, the love?
Why go so much static
Is it real for real or all for
I'm like, you must be sick'
We been gettin burned like the kids
I don't need to diss for recognition
You better check the files: Infamous, on Earth, Murda Muzik
You be SE-RIOUS
We this drama shit, we set the trend
We taught you niggaz diamonds and guns
And ways we choose to earn funds
We veterans, we got a of albums
Niggaz done and went, and we still poppin
Our name is carved in
the new blood know, we ain't no joke so

Let us solidify - what's that?
We solidified this - but of course!
Lot of new and young kids - uh-huh
They all +The Infamous+ - but of course!
We been for this Dunn - c'mon man!
Who do it better than us? - man!
Who continue to and bump? That's right
asked me why..'}

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

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

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

Believe nothin that you hear and only half of you see
Niggaz never cooked in the and never clapped heat
wanna be thugs but on the inside so sweet
Niggaz on they records but they never handle beef
Know bout 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)