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Fuck all y'all\n\nMoney gone fuck friends\nI need a homie that know me\nWhen all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\nI got problems ain't nobody calling back\nNow what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\nRemember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\nAll we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\nYou can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around and all I see is snakes and faces\nLike scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\nAnd when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\nCause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscing on how close we was\nWay back in the day before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\nIt's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\nI recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\nThug for life scrawled all across the wall\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark\nThese marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\nAin't no fear in my heart\n\nWhat's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n\nI still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\nIn 94 I'll be going solo\n\nToo many problems with my own\n\nSo I'm rolling do-do\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\nI went from rags to riches quick\nTo socializing with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\nMixed with some indonesia watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\nWill I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\nFuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\nSoon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\nHa ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... 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Fuck all y'all\n[00:16.78] Money gone fuck friends\n[00:18.31] I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.88] When all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.40] I got problems ain't nobody calling back\n[00:24.35] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\n[00:27.64] Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.75] Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\n[00:33.18] All we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.47] We had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.24] You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\n[00:42.07] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.87] It took time but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.68] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.43] Look around and all I see is snakes and faces\n[00:53.33] Like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\n[00:56.38] And when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n[00:59.16] They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n[01:01.62] Fuck all y'all\n[01:08.28] Fuck all y'all\n[01:18.83] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\n[01:25.86] Cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.40] Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was\n[01:30.07] Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.83] And heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\n[01:35.76] It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\n[01:38.36] I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\n[01:41.31] I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\n[01:44.19] Thug for life scrawled all across the wall\n[01:47.23] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:50.12] Drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.87] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark\n[01:55.12] These marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\n[01:57.63] Ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.74] What's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n[02:01.23] I still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.99] In 94 I'll be going solo\n[02:05.79] Too many problems with my own\n[02:07.29] So I'm rolling do-do\n[02:09.06] Fuck all y'all\n[02:14.76] Fuck all y'all\n[02:20.14] Fuck all y'all\n[02:25.45] Fuck all y'all\n[02:31.74] I went from rags to riches quick\n[02:32.62] To socializing with the baddest bitches\n[02:33.87] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:39.71] I'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:42.64] I'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\n[02:46.00] Mixed with some indonesia watch me fly\n[02:49.37] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.26] Hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\n[02:53.57] Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.57] Fuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.43] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.70] But I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\n[03:05.23] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.40] And hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\n[03:09.02] Soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.83] And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.44] I'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\n[03:17.24] Ha ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... I don't need nobody\n[03:27.61] Fuck 'em... Fuck all y'all\n[04:11.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y'All\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: 2Pac\n  duration_ms: 273000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ha ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... I don't need nobody\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 12370\n- text: Fuck 'em... 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Fuck all y'all\n\n  Money gone fuck friends\n  I need a homie that know me\n  When all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\n  I got problems ain't nobody calling back\n  Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\n  Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\n  Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\n  All we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n  We had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\n  You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\n  A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n  It took time but finally the cash was mine\n  All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n  Look around and all I see is snakes and faces\n  Like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\n  And when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n\n  They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n\n  Fuck all y'all\n\n  Fuck all y'all\n  I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\n  Cause I'm a hopeless thug\n  Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was\n  Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way\n  And heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\n  It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\n  I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\n  I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\n  Thug for life scrawled all across the wall\n  And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n  Drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\n  I know it's gettin' crazy after dark\n  These marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\n  Ain't no fear in my heart\n\n  What's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n\n  I still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\n  In 94 I'll be going solo\n\n  Too many problems with my own\n\n  So I'm rolling do-do\n  Fuck all y'all\n  Fuck all y'all\n\n  Fuck all y'all\n  Fuck all y'all\n  I went from rags to riches quick\n  To socializing with the baddest bitches\n  Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n  I'm seein' death around the corner\n  I'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n  I'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\n  Mixed with some indonesia watch me fly\n  And even though I know the cops behind me\n  Hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\n  Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\n  Fuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\n  I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n  But I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\n  Got me locked in these chains\n  And hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\n  Soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\n  And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\n  I'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\n  Ha ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... 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Fuck all y'all\n\nMoney gone fuck friends\nI need a homie that know me\nWhen all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\nI got problems ain't nobody calling back\nNow what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\nRemember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\nAll we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\nYou can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around and all I see is snakes and faces\nLike scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\nAnd when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\nCause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscing on how close we was\nWay back in the day before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\nIt's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\nI recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\nThug for life scrawled all across the wall\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark\nThese marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\nAin't no fear in my heart\n\nWhat's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n\nI still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\nIn 94 I'll be going solo\n\nToo many problems with my own\n\nSo I'm rolling do-do\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\nI went from rags to riches quick\nTo socializing with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\nMixed with some indonesia watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\nWill I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\nFuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\nSoon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\nHa ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... 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Fuck all y'all\n[00:16.78] Money gone fuck friends\n[00:18.31] I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.88] When all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.40] I got problems ain't nobody calling back\n[00:24.35] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\n[00:27.64] Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.75] Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\n[00:33.18] All we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.47] We had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.24] You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\n[00:42.07] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.87] It took time but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.68] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.43] Look around and all I see is snakes and faces\n[00:53.33] Like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\n[00:56.38] And when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n[00:59.16] They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n[01:01.62] Fuck all y'all\n[01:08.28] Fuck all y'all\n[01:18.83] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\n[01:25.86] Cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.40] Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was\n[01:30.07] Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.83] And heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\n[01:35.76] It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\n[01:38.36] I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\n[01:41.31] I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\n[01:44.19] Thug for life scrawled all across the wall\n[01:47.23] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:50.12] Drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.87] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark\n[01:55.12] These marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\n[01:57.63] Ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.74] What's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n[02:01.23] I still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.99] In 94 I'll be going solo\n[02:05.79] Too many problems with my own\n[02:07.29] So I'm rolling do-do\n[02:09.06] Fuck all y'all\n[02:14.76] Fuck all y'all\n[02:20.14] Fuck all y'all\n[02:25.45] Fuck all y'all\n[02:31.74] I went from rags to riches quick\n[02:32.62] To socializing with the baddest bitches\n[02:33.87] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:39.71] I'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:42.64] I'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\n[02:46.00] Mixed with some indonesia watch me fly\n[02:49.37] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.26] Hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\n[02:53.57] Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.57] Fuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.43] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.70] But I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\n[03:05.23] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.40] And hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\n[03:09.02] Soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.83] And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.44] I'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\n[03:17.24] Ha ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? 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Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y’all - 2Pac\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: R U Still Down? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n  Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n  We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n  We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\n  You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n  A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n  It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n  All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n  Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n  It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n  And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n  They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n  (Yeah, that's right)\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\n  I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n  Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n  Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n  And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n  It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n  I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n  I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n  \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\n  And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n  Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n  I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n  Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n  What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n  I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n  In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n  Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\n  Huh, pardon me\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n  Fuck all y'all\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\n  I went from rags to riches\n  Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n  Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n  I'm seein' death around the corner\n  I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n  I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n  Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n  And even though I know the cops behind me\n  Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n  Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\n  Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n  I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n  But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n  Got me locked in these chains\n  And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n  Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n  And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n  I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\n  Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n  That's right, fuck all y'all\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n  I don't need nobody\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n  Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n  Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n  Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n"},{"id":12634877,"name":"11 - 2Pac - Fuck All Y'All","trackName":"11 - 2Pac - Fuck All Y'All","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"R U Still Down? [Remember Me]","duration":273.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\nFuck 'em\nFuck all y'all\n\nMoney gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\nWhen all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\nI got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\nNow what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\nRemember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 11 - 2Pac - Fuck All Y'All\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: R U Still Down? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y'all\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: R U Still Down! 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I don't need nobody\nFuck 'em... Fuck all y'all\n\nMoney gone fuck friends\nI need a homie that know me\nWhen all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\nI got problems ain't nobody calling back\nNow what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\nRemember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\nAll we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\nYou can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around and all I see is snakes and faces\nLike scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\nAnd when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\nCause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscing on how close we was\nWay back in the day before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\nIt's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\nI recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\nThug for life scrawled all across the wall\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark\nThese marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\nAin't no fear in my heart\n\nWhat's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n\nI still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\nIn 94 I'll be going solo\n\nToo many problems with my own\n\nSo I'm rolling do-do\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\nI went from rags to riches quick\nTo socializing with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\nMixed with some indonesia watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\nWill I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\nFuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\nSoon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\nHa ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y'all\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: R U Still Down? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y'all\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: Remember Me\n  duration_ms: 272567\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n  start_ms: 1650\n  end_ms: 5340\n- text: Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n  start_ms: 5340\n  end_ms: 8500\n- text: (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n  start_ms: 8500\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: Fuck 'em\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 13620\n- text: Fuck all y'all\n  start_ms: 13620\n  end_ms: 17090\n- text: Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n  start_ms: 17090\n  end_ms: 19950\n- text: When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n  start_ms: 19950\n  end_ms: 22120\n- text: I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n  start_ms: 22120\n  end_ms: 25020\n- text: Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n  start_ms: 25020\n  end_ms: 27740\n- text: Remember me? 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I don't need nobody\nFuck 'em... Fuck all y'all\n\nMoney gone fuck friends\nI need a homie that know me\nWhen all these muthafuckin' cops be on me\nI got problems ain't nobody calling back\nNow what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats\nRemember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and\nAll we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins\nYou can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around and all I see is snakes and faces\nLike scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's\nAnd when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends\n\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use\nCause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscing on how close we was\nWay back in the day before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day\nIt's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court\nI recollect we used to ball now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall\nThug for life scrawled all across the wall\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark\nThese marks keep on huffin' and puffin'\nAin't no fear in my heart\n\nWhat's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive\n\nI still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai\nIn 94 I'll be going solo\n\nToo many problems with my own\n\nSo I'm rolling do-do\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n\nFuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\nI went from rags to riches quick\nTo socializing with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai\nMixed with some indonesia watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)\nWill I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court\nFuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried still throwing these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout\nSoon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all\nHa ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\nI still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\nIn '94, I'll be goin' solo\nToo many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n\nHuh, pardon me\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI went from rags to riches\nQuick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\nWent from a bucket to a rag with switches\nI'm seein' death around the corner\nI'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\nI'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\nMixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\nAnd even though I know the cops behind me\nHit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\nUntil I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n\nFuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\nI know they wanna see a nigga buried\nBut I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\nGot me locked in these chains\nAnd hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\nSoon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\nAnd when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\nI'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n\nHa ha ha (fuck all)\nThat's right, fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\nI don't need nobody\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\nFuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\nFuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n[00:12.54] Fuck 'em\n[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all\n[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y'All\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: Greatest Hitz 2009\n  duration_ms: 272562\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n  start_ms: 1650\n  end_ms: 5340\n- text: Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n  start_ms: 5340\n  end_ms: 8500\n- text: (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n  start_ms: 8500\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: Fuck 'em\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 13620\n- text: Fuck all y'all\n  start_ms: 13620\n  end_ms: 17090\n- text: Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n  start_ms: 17090\n  end_ms: 19950\n- text: When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n  start_ms: 19950\n  end_ms: 22120\n- text: I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n  start_ms: 22120\n  end_ms: 25020\n- text: Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n  start_ms: 25020\n  end_ms: 27740\n- text: Remember me? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n  Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n  We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n  We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\n  You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n  A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n  It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n  All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n  Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n  It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n  And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n  They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n  (Yeah, that's right)\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n  (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\n  I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n  Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n  Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n  And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n  It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n  I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n  I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n  \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\n  And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n  Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n  I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n  Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n  What's goin' on in the ghetto? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\nSippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\nWe used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\nWe had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n\nYou can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\nA nigga just got paid and we still was broke\nIt took time, but finally the cash was mine\nAll the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\nLook around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\nIt's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\nAnd when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\nThey straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n\n(Yeah, that's right)\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n\n(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n\nI'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\nAin't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\nWay back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\nAnd heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\nIt's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\nI recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\nI stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n\"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n\nAnd all about my dollars make me wanna holla\nDrop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\nI know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\nKeep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\nWhat's goin' on in the ghetto? 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I'm your homie that was down to brawl\n[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all\n[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew\n[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins\n[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc\n[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke\n[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine\n[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind\n[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes\n[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place\n[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?\n[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all\n[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)\n[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[01:13.47] \n[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug\n[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was\n[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way\n[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?\n[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs\n[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough\n[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall\n[01:44.12] \"Thug For Life\" sprawled all across the wall\n[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla\n[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow\n[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks\n[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart\n[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive\n[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai\n[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo\n[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all\n[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me\n[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all\n[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches\n[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches\n[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches\n[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner\n[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' \"Gloria,\" doin' 90 'cause I wanna\n[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai\n[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly\n[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me\n[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)\n[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court\n[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before\n[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried\n[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs\n[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains\n[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?\n[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out\n[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball\n[03:14.33] I'm screamin' \"Thug Life\", nigga, fuck y'all\n[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)\n[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all\n[03:24.95] I don't need nobody\n[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers\n[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all\n[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)\n[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n[03:57.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck All Y'All\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: R U Still Down (Remember Me) (CD 1)\n  duration_ms: 273000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)\n  start_ms: 1650\n  end_ms: 5340\n- text: Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all\n  start_ms: 5340\n  end_ms: 8500\n- text: (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody\n  start_ms: 8500\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: Fuck 'em\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 13620\n- text: Fuck all y'all\n  start_ms: 13620\n  end_ms: 17090\n- text: Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me\n  start_ms: 17090\n  end_ms: 19950\n- text: When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me\n  start_ms: 19950\n  end_ms: 22120\n- text: I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back\n  start_ms: 22120\n  end_ms: 25020\n- text: Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?\n  start_ms: 25020\n  end_ms: 27740\n- text: Remember me? 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