[{"id":7412592,"name":"Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)","trackName":"Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)","artistName":"2pac","albumName":"The Best Of 2Pac","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\nPart two, still ballin'\nWestside\n\nNow, ever since a nigga was a seed\nOnly thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\nRidin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\nIn a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\nBlame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\nUp before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\nTell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\nBust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n\nAin't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\nFinger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\nI love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\nI get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\nRidin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\nI got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\nDid I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.34] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:17.16] Westside\n[00:19.55] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.14] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.50] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.16] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.31] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.17] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.53] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.99] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.11] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.74] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.42] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.02] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.47] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.86] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.26] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.52] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.48] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.23] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.40] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.93] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.02] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.38] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.90] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.20] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.51] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.73] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.93] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.00] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.90] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.76] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.57] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.44] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.92] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.37] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.82] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.83] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.24] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.65] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.91] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.76] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.98] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.53] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.97] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.26] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.99] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.56] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.67] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.85] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.97] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.21] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.67] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.94] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.20] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.98] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.85] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.63] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.71] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:29.55] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:34.52] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:41.18] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:42.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)\n  artist: 2pac\n  album: The Best Of 2Pac\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11340\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11340\n  end_ms: 17160\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17160\n  end_ms: 19550\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19550\n  end_ms: 21140\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21140\n  end_ms: 24500\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24500\n  end_ms: 26160\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26160\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 31170\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31170\n  end_ms: 33530\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33530\n  end_ms: 35990\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35990\n  end_ms: 39110\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39110\n  end_ms: 40740\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40740\n  end_ms: 43420\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43420\n  end_ms: 46020\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46020\n  end_ms: 48470\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48470\n  end_ms: 50860\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50860\n  end_ms: 53260\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n  For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\n  Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n  Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n\n  Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n  When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n  Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n  But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\n  With clientele, any rhyme sells\n  Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n  Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n  Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\n  I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n  Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n  And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n  And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n  'Til the day I die\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n\n  Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n  Shot to death, bullets to the head\n  Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n  Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n  Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n  'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n  Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n  Busters thought we was frontin'\n  So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n  (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n  You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n  Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n  (Thug life), still ballin'\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n  Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n"},{"id":12636061,"name":"2 - 2Pac - Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)","trackName":"2 - 2Pac - Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)","artistName":"2Pac, Trick Daddy","albumName":"The Best Of 2Pac","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Tupac)\nStraight muthafuckin' ballin'\nPart two-\nStill ballin'\n\nWestside...\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\nNow ever since a nigga was a seed\nOnly thing promised to me was the penitentiary\nStill Ballin'\nRidin' on these niggaz cause they lame\nIn a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\nCan you feel me?\nBlame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\nUp before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\nTell me if it's on\nNigga then we first to bomb\nBust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\nWESTSIDE!...\nAin't nobody love me as a broke nigga\nFinger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\nI leave my female strapped\nLove fuckin' from the back\nI get my currency in stacks\nCalifornia's where I'm at\nRIDEN...\nPass by\nWhile these niggaz wonder why\nI got shot but didn't die\nLet em' see who's next to try\nDid I cry, hell nah...\nNigga tear shed\nFor all my homies in the pen many peers dead\nNigga\nStill Ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n\n(Still ballin')\nUntil the day I die\n(Until I die)\nYou can bring your crew\n(You can bring your crew)\nBut we remain true\n(Yeah)\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n(I be ballin')\nNiggaz wonder why\n(They wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\nNow if you kneel and pray\nAnd hope the lord understands\nWhen he's gone the father become a dangerous man\nAin't crazy or deranged\nI'm sane (I'm sane)\nBut when these kids go to spray him\nBoy I won't be playin'\nBut clienteles\nAnd rhyme sell's\nQuestion is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\nHuh?\nBitch nigga this is g rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nNow fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\nAnd you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\nAnd I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\nI'm still ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac)\n\nStill Ballin'\nUntil the day I die\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\nNiggaz wonder why\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 3: Tupac)\nNow everybody wanna see us dead\nTwo murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\nNiggaz holla out my name\nAnd it's similar to rain\nMuthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\nWATCH!\nSwoop down with my nigga from the pound\nCuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\nBlast!\nKeep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\nBustas thought we was frontin'\nSo we load and keep dumpin'\n\n(Chorus repeated till the end)\n\n(Trick Daddy)\nThug Life!\n\n(Tupac)\nStill ballin'\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\nStraight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.99] (Tupac)\n[00:11.43] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'\n[00:14.70] Part two-\n[00:16.06] Still ballin'\n[00:17.29] Westside...\n[00:19.17] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:20.59] Now ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.54] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary\n[00:23.40] Still Ballin'\n[00:24.61] Ridin' on these niggaz cause they lame\n[00:25.89] In a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\n[00:27.51] Can you feel me?\n[00:28.52] Blame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\n[00:29.90] Up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\n[00:31.43] Tell me if it's on\n[00:34.35] Nigga then we first to bomb\n[00:35.90] Bust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\n[00:37.42] WESTSIDE!...\n[00:38.82] Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.65] Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\n[00:42.32] I leave my female strapped\n[00:43.56] Love fuckin' from the back\n[00:44.60] I get my currency in stacks\n[00:45.89] California's where I'm at\n[00:47.95] RIDEN...\n[00:49.08] Pass by\n[00:49.19] While these niggaz wonder why\n[00:49.75] I got shot but didn't die\n[00:50.74] Let em' see who's next to try\n[00:52.14] Did I cry, hell nah...\n[00:52.54] Nigga tear shed\n[00:53.14] For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n[00:53.78] Nigga\n[00:54.14] Still Ballin'\n[00:55.61] (Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n[00:56.37] (Still ballin')\n[00:59.22] Until the day I die\n[01:00.12] (Until I die)\n[01:00.94] You can bring your crew\n[01:01.56] (You can bring your crew)\n[01:03.67] But we remain true\n[01:05.00] (Yeah)\n[01:05.68] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:06.52] (I be ballin')\n[01:06.92] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:07.38] (They wonder why)\n[01:07.78] You can bring your crew\n[01:08.30] But we remain true\n[01:09.10] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:10.96] (Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\n[01:12.03] Now if you kneel and pray\n[01:13.06] And hope the lord understands\n[01:14.22] When he's gone the father become a dangerous man\n[01:17.05] Ain't crazy or deranged\n[01:18.55] I'm sane (I'm sane)\n[01:19.48] But when these kids go to spray him\n[01:21.57] Boy I won't be playin'\n[01:22.66] But clienteles\n[01:24.77] And rhyme sell's\n[01:26.06] Question is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\n[01:27.72] Huh?\n[01:28.91] Bitch nigga this is g rated\n[01:30.65] Plus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\n[01:33.04] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:34.28] Now fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\n[01:35.85] And you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\n[01:37.49] And I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\n[01:38.62] I'm still ballin'\n[01:39.38] (Chorus: Tupac)\n[01:39.93] Still Ballin'\n[01:40.58] Until the day I die\n[01:41.35] You can bring your crew\n[01:41.93] But we remain true\n[01:42.77] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:43.77] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:44.65] You can bring your crew\n[01:45.36] But we remain true\n[01:46.06] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:47.45] (Verse 3: Tupac)\n[01:48.36] Now everybody wanna see us dead\n[01:49.02] Two murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\n[01:50.59] Niggaz holla out my name\n[01:51.83] And it's similar to rain\n[01:52.95] Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n[01:54.14] WATCH!\n[01:54.78] Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n[01:56.93] Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n[02:00.92] Blast!\n[02:01.94] Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n[02:03.20] Bustas thought we was frontin'\n[02:05.08] So we load and keep dumpin'\n[02:05.97] (Chorus repeated till the end)\n[02:07.02] (Trick Daddy)\n[02:07.83] Thug Life!\n[02:08.62] (Tupac)\n[02:09.91] Still ballin'\n[02:11.39] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[02:13.91] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n[02:17.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 - 2Pac - Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)\n  artist: 2Pac, Trick Daddy\n  album: The Best Of 2Pac\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Tupac)\n  start_ms: 3990\n  end_ms: 11430\n- text: Straight muthafuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 11430\n  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137530\nplain: |-\n  (Tupac)\n  Straight muthafuckin' ballin'\n  Part two-\n  Still ballin'\n\n  Westside...\n\n  (Verse 1: Tupac)\n  Now ever since a nigga was a seed\n  Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary\n  Still Ballin'\n  Ridin' on these niggaz cause they lame\n  In a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\n  Can you feel me?\n  Blame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\n  Up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\n  Tell me if it's on\n  Nigga then we first to bomb\n  Bust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\n  WESTSIDE!...\n  Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga\n  Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\n  I leave my female strapped\n  Love fuckin' from the back\n  I get my currency in stacks\n  California's where I'm at\n  RIDEN...\n  Pass by\n  While these niggaz wonder why\n  I got shot but didn't die\n  Let em' see who's next to try\n  Did I cry, hell nah...\n  Nigga tear shed\n  For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n  Nigga\n  Still 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believe in this shit\n  I'm still ballin'\n\n  (Chorus: Tupac)\n\n  Still Ballin'\n  Until the day I die\n  You can bring your crew\n  But we remain true\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n  Niggaz wonder why\n  You can bring your crew\n  But we remain true\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n\n  (Verse 3: Tupac)\n  Now everybody wanna see us dead\n  Two murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\n  Niggaz holla out my name\n  And it's similar to rain\n  Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n  WATCH!\n  Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n  Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n  Blast!\n  Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n  Bustas thought we was frontin'\n  So we load and keep dumpin'\n\n  (Chorus repeated till the end)\n\n  (Trick Daddy)\n  Thug Life!\n\n  (Tupac)\n  Still ballin'\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n\n  Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n"},{"id":18052565,"name":"Still Ballin [Nitty Remix]","trackName":"Still Ballin [Nitty Remix]","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac - Better Dayz (Disc One)","duration":169.647188,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\nPart two, still ballin'\nWestside\n\nNow, ever since a nigga was a seed\nOnly thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\nRidin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\nIn a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\nBlame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\nUp before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\nTell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\nBust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n\nAin't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\nFinger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\nI love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\nI get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\nRidin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\nI got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\nDid I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.41] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.31] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:14.34] \n[00:17.14] Westside\n[00:19.50] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.14] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.52] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.17] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.31] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.13] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.52] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.94] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.11] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.74] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.48] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.01] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.49] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.88] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.26] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.55] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.50] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.25] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.31] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.99] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.05] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.33] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.83] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.25] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.58] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.75] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.99] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.04] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.85] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.79] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.60] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.45] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.95] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.31] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.84] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.87] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.25] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.66] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.90] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.77] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.90] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.59] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.97] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.29] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.97] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.52] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.67] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.86] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.95] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.27] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.61] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.28] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.85] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.64] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.75] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:26.97] \n[02:29.50] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:31.65] \n[02:34.59] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:36.75] \n[02:41.15] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:41.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin [Nitty Remix]\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: 2Pac - Better Dayz (Disc One)\n  duration_ms: 169647\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8410\n  end_ms: 11310\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11310\n  end_ms: 14340\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 14340\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 19500\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19500\n  end_ms: 21140\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21140\n  end_ms: 24520\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24520\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 31130\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31130\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 39110\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39110\n  end_ms: 40740\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40740\n  end_ms: 43480\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43480\n  end_ms: 46010\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46010\n  end_ms: 48490\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48490\n  end_ms: 50880\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50880\n  end_ms: 53260\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n  For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\n  Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n  Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n\n  Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n  When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n  Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n  But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\n  With clientele, any rhyme sells\n  Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n  Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n  Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\n  I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n  Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n  And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n  And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n  'Til the day I die\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n\n  Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n  Shot to death, bullets to the head\n  Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n  Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n  Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n  'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n  Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n  Busters thought we was frontin'\n  So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n  (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n  You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n  Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n  (Thug life), still ballin'\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n  Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n"},{"id":23372356,"name":"Still Ballin' (Nitty remix)","trackName":"Still Ballin' (Nitty remix)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Best Of 2Pac Pt.2","duration":170.036333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\nPart two, still ballin'\nWestside\n\nNow, ever since a nigga was a seed\nOnly thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\nRidin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\nIn a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\nBlame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\nUp before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\nTell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\nBust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n\nAin't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\nFinger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\nI love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\nI get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\nRidin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\nI got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\nDid I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.33] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:17.16] Westside\n[00:19.56] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.11] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.59] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.13] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.32] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.17] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.52] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.94] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.14] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.73] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.49] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.10] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.50] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.86] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.27] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.53] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.45] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.25] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.33] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.97] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.08] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.31] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.85] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.20] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.57] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.77] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.98] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.07] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.84] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.70] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.54] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.40] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.93] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.33] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.85] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.85] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.21] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.67] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.98] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.77] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.99] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.57] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.96] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.29] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.94] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.52] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.68] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.87] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.95] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.27] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.65] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.95] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.20] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.81] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.68] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.74] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:29.58] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:34.52] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:41.15] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:42.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty remix)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: Best Of 2Pac Pt.2\n  duration_ms: 170036\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11330\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11330\n  end_ms: 17160\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17160\n  end_ms: 19560\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19560\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 26130\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26130\n  end_ms: 29320\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29320\n  end_ms: 31170\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31170\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 39140\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39140\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40730\n  end_ms: 43490\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43490\n  end_ms: 46100\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46100\n  end_ms: 48500\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48500\n  end_ms: 50860\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50860\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.33] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:17.16] Westside\n[00:19.56] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.11] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.59] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.13] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.32] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.17] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.52] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.94] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.14] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.73] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.49] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.10] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.50] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.86] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.27] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.53] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.45] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.25] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.33] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.97] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.08] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.31] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.85] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.20] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.57] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.77] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.98] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.07] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.84] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.70] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.54] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.40] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.93] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.33] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.85] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.85] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.21] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.67] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.98] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.77] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.99] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.57] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.96] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.29] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.94] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.52] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.68] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.87] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.95] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.27] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.65] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.95] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.20] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.81] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.68] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.74] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:29.58] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:34.52] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:41.15] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:42.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin (Nitty Remix)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: 'Best Of 2pac Part 2: Life'\n  duration_ms: 169940\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11330\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11330\n  end_ms: 17160\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17160\n  end_ms: 19560\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19560\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 26130\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26130\n  end_ms: 29320\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29320\n  end_ms: 31170\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31170\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 39140\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39140\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40730\n  end_ms: 43490\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43490\n  end_ms: 46100\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46100\n  end_ms: 48500\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48500\n  end_ms: 50860\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50860\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.33] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:17.16] Westside\n[00:19.56] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.11] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.59] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.13] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.32] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.17] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.52] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.94] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.14] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.73] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.49] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.10] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.50] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.86] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.27] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.53] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.45] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.25] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.33] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.97] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.08] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.31] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.85] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.20] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.57] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.77] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.98] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.07] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.84] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.70] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.54] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.40] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.93] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.33] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.85] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.85] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.21] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.67] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.98] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.77] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.99] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.57] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.96] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.29] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.94] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.52] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.68] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.87] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.95] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.27] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.65] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.95] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.20] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.81] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.68] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.74] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:29.58] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:34.52] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:41.15] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:42.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty remix)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: 'The Best of 2Pac, Part 2: Life'\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11330\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11330\n  end_ms: 17160\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17160\n  end_ms: 19560\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19560\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 26130\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26130\n  end_ms: 29320\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29320\n  end_ms: 31170\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31170\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 39140\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39140\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40730\n  end_ms: 43490\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43490\n  end_ms: 46100\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46100\n  end_ms: 48500\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48500\n  end_ms: 50860\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50860\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.32] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:16.03] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:18.13] Westside\n[00:20.40] \n[00:33.28] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:36.15] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:39.09] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:40.84] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:43.99] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:45.87] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:47.28] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:52.28] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:53.70] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:55.53] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:58.57] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[01:00.76] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[01:02.26] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[01:06.01] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[01:08.34] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[01:10.52] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[01:12.87] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:14.22] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:17.55] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:19.18] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:20.23] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:22.49] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:23.75] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:24.86] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:27.71] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:30.68] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:35.27] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:36.99] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:38.91] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:40.70] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:41.42] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:41.99] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:42.56] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:43.22] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:44.13] 'Til the day I die\n[01:44.75] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.20] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:45.81] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:46.34] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.90] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:47.64] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:48.82] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:49.47] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:49.91] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:50.53] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[01:51.02] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[01:51.63] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[01:52.11] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[01:52.74] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[01:53.38] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[01:53.90] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:54.68] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:55.28] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:56.15] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[01:56.74] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:57.29] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[01:57.84] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:58.41] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[01:59.19] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[01:59.85] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:00.42] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:00.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: 'The Best Of 2Pac (Pt. 2: Life)'\n  duration_ms: 169000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 10320\n  end_ms: 16030\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 16030\n  end_ms: 18130\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 18130\n  end_ms: 20400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 20400\n  end_ms: 33280\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 33280\n  end_ms: 36150\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 36150\n  end_ms: 39090\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 39090\n  end_ms: 40840\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 40840\n  end_ms: 43990\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 43990\n  end_ms: 45870\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 45870\n  end_ms: 47280\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 47280\n  end_ms: 52280\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 52280\n  end_ms: 53700\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 53700\n  end_ms: 55530\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 55530\n  end_ms: 58570\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 58570\n  end_ms: 60760\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 60760\n  end_ms: 62260\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 62260\n  end_ms: 66010\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 66010\n  end_ms: 68340\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n  For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\n  Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n  Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n\n  Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n  When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n  Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n  But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\n  With clientele, any rhyme sells\n  Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n  Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n  Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\n  I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n  Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n  And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n  And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n  'Til the day I die\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  Motherfucker, still ballin'\n\n  Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n  Shot to death, bullets to the head\n  Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n  Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n  Watch! 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.33] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:17.16] Westside\n[00:19.56] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.11] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.59] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.13] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.32] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.17] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.52] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.94] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.14] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.73] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.49] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.10] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.50] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.86] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.27] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.53] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.45] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.25] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.33] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.97] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.08] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.31] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.85] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.20] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.57] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.77] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.98] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.07] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.84] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.70] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.54] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.40] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.93] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.33] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.85] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.85] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.21] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.67] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.98] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.77] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.99] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.57] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.96] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.29] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.94] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.52] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.68] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.87] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.95] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.27] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.65] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.95] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.20] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.81] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.68] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.74] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:29.58] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:34.52] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:41.15] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:42.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: '2Pac: The Vault / Vol. II: The Remixes'\n  duration_ms: 169668\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11330\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11330\n  end_ms: 17160\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17160\n  end_ms: 19560\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19560\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 26130\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26130\n  end_ms: 29320\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29320\n  end_ms: 31170\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31170\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 39140\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39140\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40730\n  end_ms: 43490\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43490\n  end_ms: 46100\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46100\n  end_ms: 48500\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48500\n  end_ms: 50860\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50860\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Did I cry? 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Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\nFor all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n\nStill ballin' until I die (until I die)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n\nWith clientele, any rhyme sells\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga, this is G-rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n\n'Til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\n\nNow everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\nShot to death, bullets to the head\nNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\nMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\nWatch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\nBlast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\nBusters thought we was frontin'\nSo reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n\n(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\nYou can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\nNiggas wonder why (they wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\n\nMotherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\nYou can bring your crew, but we remain true\nMotherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n\n(Thug life), still ballin'\nMotherfucker, still ballin'\nStraight motherfuckin' ballin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.41] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[00:11.31] Part two, still ballin'\n[00:14.34] \n[00:17.14] Westside\n[00:19.50] Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.14] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n[00:24.52] Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n[00:26.17] In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n[00:29.31] Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n[00:31.13] Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n[00:33.52] Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n[00:35.94] Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n[00:39.11] Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.74] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n[00:43.48] I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n[00:46.01] I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n[00:48.49] Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n[00:50.88] I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:53.26] Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed\n[00:55.55] For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'\n[00:58.50] Still ballin' until I die (until I die)\n[01:00.25] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:02.31] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[01:03.99] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.05] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:07.33] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:07.83] Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n[01:10.25] When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)\n[01:12.58] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')\n[01:14.75] But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')\n[01:17.99] With clientele, any rhyme sells\n[01:20.04] Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?\n[01:22.85] Bitch nigga, this is G-rated\n[01:24.79] Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n[01:27.60] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.45] Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n[01:31.95] And you can tell 'em \"Thug Life\" was the reason for this\n[01:34.31] And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'\n[01:36.84] 'Til the day I die\n[01:38.87] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:41.25] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why\n[01:43.66] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.90] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[01:46.77] Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page\n[01:49.90] Shot to death, bullets to the head\n[01:51.59] Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.97] Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves\n[01:56.29] Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:58.97] 'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?\n[02:01.22] Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'\n[02:03.52] Busters thought we was frontin'\n[02:04.67] So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'\n[02:05.86] (I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)\n[02:08.95] You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true\n[02:10.27] Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')\n[02:11.61] Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:15.28] Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')\n[02:17.97] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:19.85] Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)\n[02:22.64] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.75] Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die\n[02:26.97] \n[02:29.50] (Thug life), still ballin'\n[02:31.65] \n[02:34.59] Motherfucker, still ballin'\n[02:36.75] \n[02:41.15] Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n[02:41.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix (Explicit))\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: The Best Of 2Pac\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Straight motherfuckin' ballin'\n  start_ms: 8410\n  end_ms: 11310\n- text: Part two, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 11310\n  end_ms: 14340\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 14340\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Westside\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 19500\n- text: Now, ever since a nigga was a seed\n  start_ms: 19500\n  end_ms: 21140\n- text: Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'\n  start_ms: 21140\n  end_ms: 24520\n- text: Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame\n  start_ms: 24520\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 31130\n- text: Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer\n  start_ms: 31130\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 39110\n- text: Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga\n  start_ms: 39110\n  end_ms: 40740\n- text: Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas\n  start_ms: 40740\n  end_ms: 43480\n- text: I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back\n  start_ms: 43480\n  end_ms: 46010\n- text: I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at\n  start_ms: 46010\n  end_ms: 48490\n- text: Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why\n  start_ms: 48490\n  end_ms: 50880\n- text: I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  start_ms: 50880\n  end_ms: 53260\n- text: Did I cry? 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ballin\n\nStill ballin, until I die\nYou can bring your crew motherfucker\nI be ballin, they wonder why\n(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers still)\n\nNow as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\nWhen he's gone, devolve, I become a dangerous man\nAin't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin (I'm sayin)\nBut when these kids go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin\nWith clientele, any rhyme sales\nQuestion is, will you fuck-niggaz ride for real, huh?\nBitch nigga this is G rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\nAnd you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for this\nAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit\nI'm still ballin\n\nStill ballin, 'til the day I die\nYou can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers\nStill ballin, niggaz wonder why\nYou can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers\nStill ballin\n\nNow everybody wanna see us 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bomb\n[00:35.90] Bust on these - made - hit 'em up (Westside)\n[00:38.61] Ain't nobody love me as a broke -\n[00:40.62] Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke -\n[00:43.12] I leave my female strapped, love - from the back\n[00:45.50] I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at, riding\n[00:48.79] Pass by while these - wonder why\n[00:50.76] I got shot but didn't die\n[00:51.96] Let 'em see who's next to try\n[00:52.94] Did I cry, hell nah, -, tear shed\n[00:55.11] For all my homies in the pen' many peers dead, - (still balling)\n[00:58.47] (Still balling) until the day I die\n[00:59.91] (Until I die) you can bring your crew (you can bring your crew)\n[01:01.42] But we remain true (yeah)\n[01:02.74] - Still balling (I be balling)\n[01:03.94] - Wonder why (they wonder why)\n[01:05.11] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:06.75] - Still balling\n[01:07.38] Now if you kneel and pray and hope the Lord understands\n[01:10.13] When he's gone, the father become a dangerous man\n[01:12.26] Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sane (I'm sane)\n[01:14.86] But when these kids go to spray him, boy, I won't be playin'\n[01:17.69] But clienteles and hella rhymes\n[01:19.02] So his question is will you - ride for real (huh?)\n[01:22.56] - This is g-rated\n[01:24.17] Plus, your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\n[01:27.45] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:29.16] Now - around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\n[01:31.50] And you can tell 'em thug life was the reason for this\n[01:34.07] And I'll ride for any - who believe in this shit\n[01:36.13] Still balling until the day I die\n[01:38.50] You can bring your crew\n[01:39.87] But we remain true\n[01:40.95] - Still balling\n[01:42.52] - Wonder why\n[01:43.50] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[01:45.85] - Still balling\n[01:46.61] Now everybody wanna see us dead\n[01:48.07] Two - on the front page, shot to death, bullet's to the head\n[01:50.91] - Holla out my name and it's similar to rain\n[01:53.56] - Know I'm coming\n[01:54.78] So they running to they graves (watch)\n[01:56.29] Swoop down with my - from the pound\n[01:58.47] 'Cause trick don't give a - when you coward - down (blast!)\n[02:00.80] Keep pumpin', they worried 'bout nutting\n[02:03.43] Bustas thought we was fronting\n[02:04.21] So we load and keep dumping\n[02:06.01] (Still balling) until the day I die\n[02:07.68] (Until I die) you can bring your crew (you can bring your crew)\n[02:09.00] But we remain true (yeah)\n[02:10.66] - Still balling (I be balling)\n[02:11.66] - Wonder why (they wonder why)\n[02:12.95] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:14.85] - Still balling\n[02:16.08] 'Til the day I die (still balling)\n[02:17.42] You can bring your crew\n[02:18.72] But we remain true\n[02:19.73] - Still balling\n[02:21.08] - Wonder why\n[02:22.44] You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n[02:24.40] - Still balling\n[02:25.72] 'Til the day I die (Thuglife)\n[02:30.14] Still 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bomb\n  Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE\n  Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga\n  Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\n  I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back\n  I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?\n  Passed by while these niggaz wonder why\n  I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try\n  Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed\n  for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead\n  Niggaz still ballin\n\n  Still ballin, until I die\n  You can bring your crew motherfucker\n  I be ballin, they wonder why\n  (You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers still)\n\n  Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand\n  When he's gone, devolve, I become a dangerous man\n  Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin (I'm sayin)\n  But when these kids go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin\n  With clientele, any rhyme sales\n  Question is, will you fuck-niggaz ride for real, huh?\n  Bitch nigga this is G rated\n  Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi\n  I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n  Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch\n  And you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for this\n  And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit\n  I'm still ballin\n\n  Still ballin, 'til the day I die\n  You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers\n  Still ballin, niggaz wonder why\n  You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers\n  Still ballin\n\n  Now everybody wanna see us dead\n  Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head\n  Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape\n  Motherfuckers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch\n  Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound\n  Cause {Trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast\n  Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin\n  Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin\n\n  'Til the day I die\n  THUG LIFE!\n  Still ballin. motherfuckers still ballin\n  Straight motherfuckin ballin\n"},{"id":20666914,"name":"Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)","trackName":"Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)","artistName":"2Pac (Ft. 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homies in the pen many peers dead\nNigga\nStill Ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n\n(Still ballin')\nUntil the day I die\n(Until I die)\nYou can bring your crew\n(You can bring your crew)\nBut we remain true\n(Yeah)\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n(I be ballin')\nNiggaz wonder why\n(They wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\nNow if you kneel and pray\nAnd hope the lord understands\nWhen he's gone the father become a dangerous man\nAin't crazy or deranged\nI'm sane (I'm sane)\nBut when these kids go to spray him\nBoy I won't be playin'\nBut clienteles\nAnd rhyme sell's\nQuestion is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\nHuh?\nBitch nigga this is g rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nNow fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\nAnd you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\nAnd I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\nI'm still ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac)\n\nStill Ballin'\nUntil the day I die\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\nNiggaz wonder why\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 3: Tupac)\nNow everybody wanna see us dead\nTwo murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\nNiggaz holla out my name\nAnd it's similar to rain\nMuthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\nWATCH!\nSwoop down with my nigga from the pound\nCuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\nBlast!\nKeep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\nBustas thought we was frontin'\nSo we load and keep dumpin'\n\n(Chorus repeated till the end)\n\n(Trick Daddy)\nThug Life!\n\n(Tupac)\nStill ballin'\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\nStraight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.86] (Tupac)\n[00:14.54] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'\n[00:18.48] Part two-\n[00:19.06] Still ballin'\n[00:19.90] Westside...\n[00:20.53] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:21.48] Now ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:22.43] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary\n[00:24.28] Still Ballin'\n[00:24.95] Ridin' on these niggaz cause they lame\n[00:26.03] In a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\n[00:27.17] Can you feel me?\n[00:28.17] Blame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\n[00:28.85] Up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\n[00:29.87] Tell me if it's on\n[00:34.16] Nigga then we first to bomb\n[00:36.35] Bust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\n[00:37.26] WESTSIDE!...\n[00:38.82] Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.59] Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\n[00:41.94] I leave my female strapped\n[00:42.36] Love fuckin' from the back\n[00:43.64] I get my currency in stacks\n[00:44.78] California's where I'm at\n[00:47.43] RIDEN...\n[00:49.03] Pass by\n[00:49.15] While these niggaz wonder why\n[00:49.71] I got shot but didn't die\n[00:51.28] Let em' see who's next to try\n[00:53.48] Did I cry, hell nah...\n[00:53.82] Nigga tear shed\n[00:54.84] For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n[00:55.53] Nigga\n[00:56.02] Still Ballin'\n[00:58.69] (Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n[00:58.91] (Still ballin')\n[00:59.54] Until the day I die\n[01:00.27] (Until I die)\n[01:01.56] You can bring your crew\n[01:02.02] (You can bring your crew)\n[01:05.33] But we remain true\n[01:07.58] (Yeah)\n[01:08.09] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:09.21] (I be ballin')\n[01:09.63] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:10.16] (They wonder why)\n[01:10.76] You can bring your crew\n[01:11.59] But we remain true\n[01:12.72] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:14.08] (Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\n[01:15.88] Now if you kneel and pray\n[01:16.97] And hope the lord understands\n[01:17.53] When he's gone the father become a dangerous man\n[01:22.33] Ain't crazy or deranged\n[01:23.64] I'm sane (I'm sane)\n[01:24.78] But when these kids go to spray him\n[01:26.86] Boy I won't be playin'\n[01:28.19] But clienteles\n[01:30.98] And rhyme sell's\n[01:32.83] Question is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\n[01:34.26] Huh?\n[01:35.30] Bitch nigga this is g rated\n[01:37.58] Plus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\n[01:39.39] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:39.92] Now fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\n[01:40.57] And you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\n[01:41.20] And I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\n[01:41.65] I'm still ballin'\n[01:42.14] (Chorus: Tupac)\n[01:42.55] Still Ballin'\n[01:43.18] Until the day I die\n[01:43.77] You can bring your crew\n[01:44.25] But we remain true\n[01:44.68] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:45.17] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:45.59] You can bring your crew\n[01:46.03] But we remain true\n[01:46.44] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:48.58] (Verse 3: Tupac)\n[01:49.26] Now everybody wanna see us dead\n[01:50.12] Two murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\n[01:50.67] Niggaz holla out my name\n[01:51.33] And it's similar to rain\n[01:52.07] Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n[01:52.50] WATCH!\n[01:53.18] Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n[01:55.44] Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n[02:01.27] Blast!\n[02:02.46] Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n[02:03.31] Bustas thought we was frontin'\n[02:05.30] So we load and keep dumpin'\n[02:05.94] (Chorus repeated till the end)\n[02:07.22] (Trick Daddy)\n[02:08.18] Thug Life!\n[02:09.02] (Tupac)\n[02:09.74] Still ballin'\n[02:11.24] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[02:11.73] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n[02:17.50] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty remix)\n  artist: 2Pac feat. 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Westside...\n[00:20.53] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:21.48] Now ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:22.43] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary\n[00:24.28] Still Ballin'\n[00:24.95] Ridin' on these niggaz cause they lame\n[00:26.03] In a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\n[00:27.17] Can you feel me?\n[00:28.17] Blame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\n[00:28.85] Up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\n[00:29.87] Tell me if it's on\n[00:34.16] Nigga then we first to bomb\n[00:36.35] Bust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\n[00:37.26] WESTSIDE!...\n[00:38.82] Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.59] Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\n[00:41.94] I leave my female strapped\n[00:42.36] Love fuckin' from the back\n[00:43.64] I get my currency in stacks\n[00:44.78] California's where I'm at\n[00:47.43] RIDEN...\n[00:49.03] Pass by\n[00:49.15] While these niggaz wonder why\n[00:49.71] I got shot but didn't die\n[00:51.28] Let em' see who's next to try\n[00:53.48] Did I cry, hell nah...\n[00:53.82] Nigga tear shed\n[00:54.84] For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n[00:55.53] Nigga\n[00:56.02] Still Ballin'\n[00:58.69] (Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n[00:58.91] (Still ballin')\n[00:59.54] Until the day I die\n[01:00.27] (Until I die)\n[01:01.56] You can bring your crew\n[01:02.02] (You can bring your crew)\n[01:05.33] But we remain true\n[01:07.58] (Yeah)\n[01:08.09] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:09.21] (I be ballin')\n[01:09.63] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:10.16] (They wonder why)\n[01:10.76] You can bring your crew\n[01:11.59] But we remain true\n[01:12.72] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:14.08] (Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\n[01:15.88] Now if you kneel and pray\n[01:16.97] And hope the lord understands\n[01:17.53] When he's gone the father become a dangerous man\n[01:22.33] Ain't crazy or deranged\n[01:23.64] I'm sane (I'm sane)\n[01:24.78] But when these kids go to spray him\n[01:26.86] Boy I won't be playin'\n[01:28.19] But 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holla out my name\n[01:51.33] And it's similar to rain\n[01:52.07] Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n[01:52.50] WATCH!\n[01:53.18] Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n[01:55.44] Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n[02:01.27] Blast!\n[02:02.46] Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n[02:03.31] Bustas thought we was frontin'\n[02:05.30] So we load and keep dumpin'\n[02:05.94] (Chorus repeated till the end)\n[02:07.22] (Trick Daddy)\n[02:08.18] Thug Life!\n[02:09.02] (Tupac)\n[02:09.74] Still ballin'\n[02:11.24] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[02:11.73] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n[02:17.50] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty remix)\n  artist: 2Pac feat. 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Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke -\n  I leave my female strapped, love - from the back\n  I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at, riding\n  Pass by while these - wonder why\n  I got shot but didn't die\n  Let 'em see who's next to try\n  Did I cry, hell nah, -, tear shed\n  For all my homies in the pen' many peers dead, - (still balling)\n\n  (Still balling) until the day I die\n  (Until I die) you can bring your crew (you can bring your crew)\n  But we remain true (yeah)\n  - Still balling (I be balling)\n  - Wonder why (they wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew, but we remain true\n  - Still balling\n\n  Now if you kneel and pray and hope the Lord understands\n  When he's gone, the father become a dangerous man\n  Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sane (I'm sane)\n  But when these kids go to spray him, boy, I won't be playin'\n  But clienteles and hella rhymes\n  So his question is will you - ride for real (huh?)\n  - This is g-rated\n  Plus, your 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my homies in the pen many peers dead\nNigga\nStill Ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n\n(Still ballin')\nUntil the day I die\n(Until I die)\nYou can bring your crew\n(You can bring your crew)\nBut we remain true\n(Yeah)\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n(I be ballin')\nNiggaz wonder why\n(They wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\nNow if you kneel and pray\nAnd hope the lord understands\nWhen he's gone the father become a dangerous man\nAin't crazy or deranged\nI'm sane (I'm sane)\nBut when these kids go to spray him\nBoy I won't be playin'\nBut clienteles\nAnd rhyme sell's\nQuestion is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\nHuh?\nBitch nigga this is g rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nNow fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\nAnd you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\nAnd I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this 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Westside...\n[00:19.17] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:20.59] Now ever since a nigga was a seed\n[00:21.54] Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary\n[00:23.40] Still Ballin'\n[00:24.61] Ridin' on these niggaz cause they lame\n[00:25.89] In a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\n[00:27.51] Can you feel me?\n[00:28.52] Blame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\n[00:29.90] Up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\n[00:31.43] Tell me if it's on\n[00:34.35] Nigga then we first to bomb\n[00:35.90] Bust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\n[00:37.42] WESTSIDE!...\n[00:38.82] Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga\n[00:40.65] Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\n[00:42.32] I leave my female strapped\n[00:43.56] Love fuckin' from the back\n[00:44.60] I get my currency in stacks\n[00:45.89] California's where I'm at\n[00:47.95] RIDEN...\n[00:49.08] Pass by\n[00:49.19] While these niggaz wonder why\n[00:49.75] I got shot but didn't die\n[00:50.74] Let em' see who's next to 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holla out my name\n[01:51.83] And it's similar to rain\n[01:52.95] Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n[01:54.14] WATCH!\n[01:54.78] Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n[01:56.93] Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n[02:00.92] Blast!\n[02:01.94] Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n[02:03.20] Bustas thought we was frontin'\n[02:05.08] So we load and keep dumpin'\n[02:05.97] (Chorus repeated till the end)\n[02:07.02] (Trick Daddy)\n[02:07.83] Thug Life!\n[02:08.62] (Tupac)\n[02:09.91] Still ballin'\n[02:11.39] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[02:13.91] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n[02:17.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix) (feat. 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While these niggaz wonder why\n  I got shot but didn't die\n  Let em' see who's next to try\n  Did I cry, hell nah...\n  Nigga tear shed\n  For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n  Nigga\n  Still Ballin'\n\n  (Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n\n  (Still ballin')\n  Until the day I die\n  (Until I die)\n  You can bring your crew\n  (You can bring your crew)\n  But we remain true\n  (Yeah)\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n  (I be ballin')\n  Niggaz wonder why\n  (They wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew\n  But we remain true\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n\n  (Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\n  Now if you kneel and pray\n  And hope the lord understands\n  When he's gone the father become a dangerous man\n  Ain't crazy or deranged\n  I'm sane (I'm sane)\n  But when these kids go to spray him\n  Boy I won't be playin'\n  But clienteles\n  And rhyme sell's\n  Question is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\n  Huh?\n  Bitch nigga this is g rated\n  Plus your homeboy won't make your street game 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(Trick Daddy)\n  Thug Life!\n\n  (Tupac)\n  Still ballin'\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n\n  Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n"},{"id":22817155,"name":"Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix Featuring Trick Daddy)","trackName":"Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix Featuring Trick Daddy)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Best Of 2Pac Pt.2","duration":170.036333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Tupac)\nStraight muthafuckin' ballin'\nPart two-\nStill ballin'\n\nWestside...\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\nNow ever since a nigga was a seed\nOnly thing promised to me was the penitentiary\nStill Ballin'\nRidin' on these niggaz cause they lame\nIn a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game\nCan you feel me?\nBlame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga\nUp before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers\nTell me if it's on\nNigga then we first to bomb\nBust on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up\nWESTSIDE!...\nAin't nobody love me as a broke nigga\nFinger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz\nI leave my female strapped\nLove fuckin' from the back\nI get my currency in stacks\nCalifornia's where I'm at\nRIDEN...\nPass by\nWhile these niggaz wonder why\nI got shot but didn't die\nLet em' see who's next to try\nDid I cry, hell nah...\nNigga tear shed\nFor all my homies in the pen many peers dead\nNigga\nStill Ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n\n(Still ballin')\nUntil the day I die\n(Until I die)\nYou can bring your crew\n(You can bring your crew)\nBut we remain true\n(Yeah)\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n(I be ballin')\nNiggaz wonder why\n(They wonder why)\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\nNow if you kneel and pray\nAnd hope the lord understands\nWhen he's gone the father become a dangerous man\nAin't crazy or deranged\nI'm sane (I'm sane)\nBut when these kids go to spray him\nBoy I won't be playin'\nBut clienteles\nAnd rhyme sell's\nQuestion is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\nHuh?\nBitch nigga this is g rated\nPlus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\nI'm elevated to the top of this shit\nNow fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\nAnd you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\nAnd I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\nI'm still ballin'\n\n(Chorus: Tupac)\n\nStill Ballin'\nUntil the day I die\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\nNiggaz wonder why\nYou can bring your crew\nBut we remain true\nMuthafuckers still ballin'\n\n(Verse 3: Tupac)\nNow everybody wanna see us dead\nTwo murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\nNiggaz holla out my name\nAnd it's similar to rain\nMuthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\nWATCH!\nSwoop down with my nigga from the pound\nCuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\nBlast!\nKeep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\nBustas thought we was frontin'\nSo we load and keep dumpin'\n\n(Chorus repeated till the 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strapped\n[00:42.36] Love fuckin' from the back\n[00:43.64] I get my currency in stacks\n[00:44.78] California's where I'm at\n[00:47.43] RIDEN...\n[00:49.03] Pass by\n[00:49.15] While these niggaz wonder why\n[00:49.71] I got shot but didn't die\n[00:51.28] Let em' see who's next to try\n[00:53.48] Did I cry, hell nah...\n[00:53.82] Nigga tear shed\n[00:54.84] For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n[00:55.53] Nigga\n[00:56.02] Still Ballin'\n[00:58.69] (Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n[00:58.91] (Still ballin')\n[00:59.54] Until the day I die\n[01:00.27] (Until I die)\n[01:01.56] You can bring your crew\n[01:02.02] (You can bring your crew)\n[01:05.33] But we remain true\n[01:07.58] (Yeah)\n[01:08.09] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:09.21] (I be ballin')\n[01:09.63] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:10.16] (They wonder why)\n[01:10.76] You can bring your crew\n[01:11.59] But we remain true\n[01:12.72] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:14.08] (Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\n[01:15.88] Now if you kneel and pray\n[01:16.97] And hope the lord understands\n[01:17.53] When he's gone the father become a dangerous man\n[01:22.33] Ain't crazy or deranged\n[01:23.64] I'm sane (I'm sane)\n[01:24.78] But when these kids go to spray him\n[01:26.86] Boy I won't be playin'\n[01:28.19] But clienteles\n[01:30.98] And rhyme sell's\n[01:32.83] Question is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\n[01:34.26] Huh?\n[01:35.30] Bitch nigga this is g rated\n[01:37.58] Plus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\n[01:39.39] I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n[01:39.92] Now fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\n[01:40.57] And you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\n[01:41.20] And I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\n[01:41.65] I'm still ballin'\n[01:42.14] (Chorus: Tupac)\n[01:42.55] Still Ballin'\n[01:43.18] Until the day I die\n[01:43.77] You can bring your crew\n[01:44.25] But we remain true\n[01:44.68] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:45.17] Niggaz wonder why\n[01:45.59] You can bring your crew\n[01:46.03] But we remain true\n[01:46.44] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[01:48.58] (Verse 3: Tupac)\n[01:49.26] Now everybody wanna see us dead\n[01:50.12] Two murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\n[01:50.67] Niggaz holla out my name\n[01:51.33] And it's similar to rain\n[01:52.07] Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n[01:52.50] WATCH!\n[01:53.18] Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n[01:55.44] Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n[02:01.27] Blast!\n[02:02.46] Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n[02:03.31] Bustas thought we was frontin'\n[02:05.30] So we load and keep dumpin'\n[02:05.94] (Chorus repeated till the end)\n[02:07.22] (Trick Daddy)\n[02:08.18] Thug Life!\n[02:09.02] (Tupac)\n[02:09.74] Still ballin'\n[02:11.24] Muthafuckers still ballin'\n[02:11.73] Straight muthafuckin' ballin'(faded out...)\n[02:17.50] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Still 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 California's where I'm at\n  RIDEN...\n  Pass by\n  While these niggaz wonder why\n  I got shot but didn't die\n  Let em' see who's next to try\n  Did I cry, hell nah...\n  Nigga tear shed\n  For all my homies in the pen many peers dead\n  Nigga\n  Still Ballin'\n\n  (Chorus: Tupac & Trick Daddy)\n\n  (Still ballin')\n  Until the day I die\n  (Until I die)\n  You can bring your crew\n  (You can bring your crew)\n  But we remain true\n  (Yeah)\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n  (I be ballin')\n  Niggaz wonder why\n  (They wonder why)\n  You can bring your crew\n  But we remain true\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n\n  (Verse 2: Trick Daddy)\n  Now if you kneel and pray\n  And hope the lord understands\n  When he's gone the father become a dangerous man\n  Ain't crazy or deranged\n  I'm sane (I'm sane)\n  But when these kids go to spray him\n  Boy I won't be playin'\n  But clienteles\n  And rhyme sell's\n  Question is will you fuckin' niggaz ride for real\n  Huh?\n  Bitch nigga this is g rated\n  Plus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy\n  I'm elevated to the top of this shit\n  Now fuck around and put me and Tupac on this bitch\n  And you can tell em thug life was the reason for this\n  And I'll ride for any nigga who believe in this shit\n  I'm still ballin'\n\n  (Chorus: Tupac)\n\n  Still Ballin'\n  Until the day I die\n  You can bring your crew\n  But we remain true\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n  Niggaz wonder why\n  You can bring your crew\n  But we remain true\n  Muthafuckers still ballin'\n\n  (Verse 3: Tupac)\n  Now everybody wanna see us dead\n  Two murdered on the front page shot to death bullet's to the head\n  Niggaz holla out my name\n  And it's similar to rain\n  Muthafuckers know I'm comin' so they runnin to they graves\n  WATCH!\n  Swoop down with my nigga from the pound\n  Cuz trick don't give a fuck when you coward niggaz down\n  Blast!\n  Keep pumpin' they worried bout nuttin'\n  Bustas thought we was frontin'\n  So we load and keep 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