Luyện nghe bài hát Solidified

Yeah you know the shit stop, never, never
As we on
more of this drama for yo' ass
{'She me why..'}

You niggaz always somethin
and beefin with rappers, why our so violent
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 must be
We been gettin burned like the kids
I need to diss rappers for recognition
You better check the files: Infamous, Hell on Earth, Murda
You be SE-RIOUS
We created drama shit, we set the trend
We taught you niggaz bout diamonds and
And numerous we choose to earn funds
We veterans, we got a of albums
Niggaz done and went, and we still poppin
Our is carved in stone
Even the new know, we ain't no joke so

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

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

Won't if I lose, bet your ass won't live
to collect this splurge of mines, that
I'm a loser the (?), reverse with hammers
Hit your mans up if they press the
Some dead, the other crippled, and I'm a monster with led
Lodge a slug in your abdomen, in the 7
Knowin in the stash box a best friend
Get it twisted and you WILL get with chrome biscuits
Make no difference my nigga, we business
So please with the questions they right in, front of face
Homey stunt he gettin to' the gate, so

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

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