Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Haters, artist - So Solid Crew. Album song They Don't Know, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Concord, Craft
Song language: English
Haters |
So many haters are clocking our figures |
So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers |
But all we did was bring garage through |
From the underground straight to you |
Used to wanna screw and bawl |
Now they wanna join the crew |
T to the H, U to the G Thuggin’and we’ll be 'til we D.I.E |
M to the A to the C that’s me Three thugs representing So Solid family |
Stackin’the chips an’the bricks |
You’ll see you’ll see |
M-a-c's taking over |
Ladies call me Cassanova |
I thought I told you I’m a So Solid soldier |
You see me coming in a broke down Nova |
Mind out 'cos you will get run over |
Reason be I’m a So Solid soldier |
Reason be I’m a So Solid soldier |
Reason be I’m a So Solid soldier |
I thought that I told ya You wanna hate on me 'cos I’m the one that’s chosen |
Looking kinda frozen |
L double O flow, you don’t know, don’t know |
So Solid is a family, we got a key in this life |
To just make it, break it Hate it don’t ya Ya’ll better recognise me like a true Solid soldier |
Now you believe in us Wanna roll with us Get lean with us Before you was hatin’us |
Are you sure you believe in us You said we would never bust |
Now you hand you roll up and you smoke the dust |
It’s better you bite the dust |
I’m crazy believe me trust |
Like a grenade I’m about to bust |
While you playing you’re hatin’us |
When I bust all you see is dust |
If you’re here then you’re feelin’us |
I won’t sweat but I’m serious |
Suicide and dangerous |
So Solid can you handle us So Solid can you handle us So many haters are clocking our figures |
So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers |
But all we did was bring garage through |
From the underground straight to you |
Used to wanna screw and bawl |
Now they wanna join the crew |
Spit |
Crooky nigga going a trip |
Use your cast now I’m writing the rich |
I quit, now I’ve had my turn on the rips |
I better tripping in the base |
I’m a vocalist |
You must be mad, to come on the fray mad |
You see your friend and they’re really your friend’s dad |
'Cos if I hit ya will you really defend that |
Just remember your wife and two kids |
Yaga Yo Why you watchin’me |
Why you clockin’me |
Why you hatin’me |
Why you biting me Is it the ice, I’m on fire |
Is it the cream, I got fire |
Is it the hits |
Is it the whips |
Is it the tricks |
Please let me know |
So many haters are clocking our figures |
So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers |
But all we did was bring garage through |
From the underground straight to you |
Used to wanna screw and bawl |
Now they wanna join the crew |
While you be hatin’it’s money I makin' |
I’m demonstrating, your honey I’m takin' |
I talk now 'cos the players are hatin' |
I’m at home but the front a be waiting |
It’s on this year |
Better beware |
Clips and we bust like a firing line of duty |
It’s on this year |
Better beware |
Clips and we bust like a firing line of duty |
Don’t give me no bullshit |
Hesitant never step to the clique |
With a droll like yo and the ice style clips |
And the ice on my wrist |
Ya’ll haters ain’t shit |
So Solid’s my clique |
And we’re making the hits |
And we’re making you sick |
And we’re spitting the bricks |
With a thoughtless eclipse |
So many haters are clocking our figures |
So many haters don’t like us rakin’papers |
But all we did was bring garage through |
From the underground straight to you |
Used to wanna screw and bawl |
Now they wanna join the crew… |