Haters - So Solid Crew

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…