| So many haters are clocking our figures
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| So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers
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| But all we did was bring garage through
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| From the underground straight to you
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| Used to wanna screw and bawl
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| Now they wanna join the crew
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| T to the H, U to the G Thuggin’and we’ll be 'til we D.I.E
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| M to the A to the C that’s me Three thugs representing So Solid family
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| Stackin’the chips an’the bricks
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| You’ll see you’ll see
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| M-a-c's taking over
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| Ladies call me Cassanova
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| I thought I told you I’m a So Solid soldier
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| You see me coming in a broke down Nova
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| Mind out 'cos you will get run over
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| Reason be I’m a So Solid soldier
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| Reason be I’m a So Solid soldier
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| Reason be I’m a So Solid soldier
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| I thought that I told ya You wanna hate on me 'cos I’m the one that’s chosen
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| Looking kinda frozen
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| L double O flow, you don’t know, don’t know
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| So Solid is a family, we got a key in this life
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| To just make it, break it Hate it don’t ya Ya’ll better recognise me like a true Solid soldier
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| Now you believe in us Wanna roll with us Get lean with us Before you was hatin’us
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| Are you sure you believe in us You said we would never bust
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| Now you hand you roll up and you smoke the dust
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| It’s better you bite the dust
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| I’m crazy believe me trust
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| Like a grenade I’m about to bust
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| While you playing you’re hatin’us
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| When I bust all you see is dust
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| If you’re here then you’re feelin’us
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| I won’t sweat but I’m serious
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| Suicide and dangerous
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| So Solid can you handle us So Solid can you handle us So many haters are clocking our figures
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| So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers
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| But all we did was bring garage through
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| From the underground straight to you
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| Used to wanna screw and bawl
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| Now they wanna join the crew
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| Spit
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| Crooky nigga going a trip
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| Use your cast now I’m writing the rich
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| I quit, now I’ve had my turn on the rips
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| I better tripping in the base
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| I’m a vocalist
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| You must be mad, to come on the fray mad
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| You see your friend and they’re really your friend’s dad
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| 'Cos if I hit ya will you really defend that
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| Just remember your wife and two kids
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| Yaga Yo Why you watchin’me
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| Why you clockin’me
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| Why you hatin’me
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| Why you biting me Is it the ice, I’m on fire
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| Is it the cream, I got fire
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| Is it the hits
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| Is it the whips
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| Is it the tricks
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| Please let me know
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| So many haters are clocking our figures
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| So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers
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| But all we did was bring garage through
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| From the underground straight to you
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| Used to wanna screw and bawl
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| Now they wanna join the crew
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| While you be hatin’it’s money I makin'
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| I’m demonstrating, your honey I’m takin'
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| I talk now 'cos the players are hatin'
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| I’m at home but the front a be waiting
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| It’s on this year
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| Better beware
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| Clips and we bust like a firing line of duty
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| It’s on this year
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| Better beware
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| Clips and we bust like a firing line of duty
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| Don’t give me no bullshit
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| Hesitant never step to the clique
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| With a droll like yo and the ice style clips
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| And the ice on my wrist
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| Ya’ll haters ain’t shit
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| So Solid’s my clique
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| And we’re making the hits
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| And we’re making you sick
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| And we’re spitting the bricks
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| With a thoughtless eclipse
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| So many haters are clocking our figures
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| So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers
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| But all we did was bring garage through
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| From the underground straight to you
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| Used to wanna screw and bawl
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| Now they wanna join the crew… |