"Solid Niggaz" lyrics
Dave East & araabMUZIK Lyrics
"Solid Niggaz"
(feat. Cruch Calhoun)
There's a difference in being solid
Being a coward nigga
Still on it
This is the same sample I did with Fab and Don
The product raw, I promise it hit the Ave it's gone
I thought they had to drop on the spot but the Addy wrong
Running for they life a triathlon when the Mac get drawn
NYPD hate on me act like I'm actually wrong
Babylon ducking the swine I feel like Farrakhan
He no longer an artist the day that barrel drawn
She's from France met her in Philly, that's my parents jawn
Switch making spray like I'm disinfecting with aerosol
Stories all through these apartments nigga every wall
If they try to hide in the bathroom we checkin' every stall
Shopped in every department I toured out every mall
Every star gets a chance to shine on the right night
The tan got a blonde cut we baggin' ice spice
I crammed every dime up to get some white Nikes
Couldn't be Calvin Cambridge trying to be like Mike
Dice nights, smell gunpowder, razor and knife fights
Some niggas choose to go banshee he live a bike life
I was counting blues in Miami watching the high life
Olympic shit, East & Cruch, come and take a pic of this
Ridiculous energy over here cuz we've been through this
Blocks been through it ski on knocking the infamous
Mob shit the paper on fire, I put my pen to it
Mob shit the paper on fire, I put my
Solid niggas
Put up they money to set they family up
Coward niggas
Try to backdoor you and set your family up
Solid niggas
When they get paper, they show they bros how
Coward niggas
Searchin' for weed, I guess you smoke now
Solid bitches
Don't need no nigga to get they money up
Coward bitches
Try to get bougie soon as they run it up
Solid bitches
Know when you need them, they hold they man down
Coward bitches
Have you think they solid, but they ran down
Niggas know I get active watch how I disrespect
The idol was a user Mazda dealer that's a disconnect
Statue of limitations can't speak on what I did for Cet
Cops plant bugs before we speak gotta disinfect
Fuck the internet niggas shooting off keyboards
Caught him at the back door heard him yelling from three floors
Niggas dying why the fuck you think I need this piece for
Pump make him hunch like Igor
Why they mad at me for
I got my side jumping like a see-saw
Spin down this block and you can detour
No blemish on my report
Married to the game, it ain't no way, I'm getting divorced
Played the corner like D Ross
I was pourin' Henny and cuz was trying to get E off
Squabbles over spellers niggas try and wack the C off
3,500 a plate, let's knock this P off
Fitted with a D on, I'll call plays like Deon
Solid niggas
Put up they money to set they family up
Coward niggas
Try to backdoor you and set your family up
Solid niggas
When they get paper, they show they bros how
Coward niggas
Searchin' for weed, I guess you smoke now
Solid bitches
Don't need no nigga to get they money up
Coward bitches
Try to get bougie soon as they run it up
Solid bitches
Know when you need them, they hold they man down
Coward bitches
Have you think they solid, but they ran down
- AZLyrics
- D
- Dave East Lyrics
album:
"Living Proof" (2024)
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