[{"id":30976679,"name":"50 cent-how to rob (bonus trac","trackName":"50 cent-how to rob (bonus trac","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"The How To Rob","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\nA industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 50 cent-how to rob (bonus trac\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: The How To Rob\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\n  A industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":33954986,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 CENT","albumName":"How To Rob","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 CENT\n  album: How To Rob\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 1980\n- 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Shocker right after the Grammies\n  start_ms: 118600\n  end_ms: 121480\n- text: And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  start_ms: 121480\n  end_ms: 123980\n- text: Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  start_ms: 123980\n  end_ms: 126250\n- text: Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  start_ms: 126250\n  end_ms: 128650\n- text: I figured it out\n  start_ms: 128650\n  end_ms: 129790\n- text: Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  start_ms: 129790\n  end_ms: 132040\n- text: Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  start_ms: 132040\n  end_ms: 133610\n- text: Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  start_ms: 133610\n  end_ms: 136190\n- text: Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  start_ms: 136190\n  end_ms: 138760\n- text: DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  start_ms: 138760\n  end_ms: 141220\n- text: I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  start_ms: 141220\n  end_ms: 143630\n- text: I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  start_ms: 143630\n  end_ms: 145950\n- text: I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  start_ms: 145950\n  end_ms: 148380\n- text: I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  start_ms: 148380\n  end_ms: 150640\n- text: Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  start_ms: 150640\n  end_ms: 153490\n- text: Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  start_ms: 153490\n  end_ms: 156040\n- text: Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  start_ms: 156040\n  end_ms: 158240\n- text: Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  start_ms: 158240\n  end_ms: 160690\n- text: Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  start_ms: 160690\n  end_ms: 163290\n- text: Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  start_ms: 163290\n  end_ms: 165850\n- text: He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  start_ms: 165850\n  end_ms: 168340\n- text: Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  start_ms: 168340\n  end_ms: 170910\n- text: Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  start_ms: 170910\n  end_ms: 173430\n- text: I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  start_ms: 173430\n  end_ms: 176160\n- text: One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  start_ms: 176160\n  end_ms: 178250\n- text: Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  start_ms: 178250\n  end_ms: 180350\n- text: Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  start_ms: 180350\n  end_ms: 182700\n- text: Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  start_ms: 182700\n  end_ms: 185760\n- text: And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  start_ms: 185760\n  end_ms: 188000\n- text: I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  start_ms: 188000\n  end_ms: 190490\n- text: I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  start_ms: 190490\n  end_ms: 193160\n- text: Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  start_ms: 193160\n  end_ms: 195680\n- text: I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  start_ms: 195680\n  end_ms: 197770\n- text: That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  start_ms: 197770\n  end_ms: 200520\n- text: I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  start_ms: 200520\n  end_ms: 202820\n- text: He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  start_ms: 202820\n  end_ms: 205370\n- text: Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":25619590,"name":"How to Rob (clean album version)","trackName":"How to Rob (clean album version)","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"How to Rob","duration":266.109388,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\nA industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob (clean album version)\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: How to Rob\n  duration_ms: 266109\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\n  A industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":37815781,"name":"How to Rob (clean album version)","trackName":"How to Rob (clean album version)","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"How to Rob","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\nA industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob (clean album version)\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: How to Rob\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\n  A industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":28792205,"name":"How to Rob","trackName":"How to Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"50 Cent Hits","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: 50 Cent Hits\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 1980\n- text: The art of getting robbed\n  start_ms: 1980\n  end_ms: 2800\n- text: This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 2800\n  end_ms: 5030\n- text: R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  start_ms: 5030\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17760\n- text: If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  start_ms: 17760\n  end_ms: 20060\n- text: You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  start_ms: 20060\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  start_ms: 22310\n  end_ms: 24840\n- text: I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  start_ms: 24840\n  end_ms: 27320\n- text: Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  start_ms: 27320\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 32310\n- text: And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  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Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":28169934,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 CENT","albumName":"100% 50 Cent","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 CENT\n  album: 100% 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 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Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":9912794,"name":"How to Rob","trackName":"How to Rob","artistName":"50 Cent featuring Madd Rapper, The","albumName":"How to Rob","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy,\nfor real The art of getting robbed This is how we\ndo Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.\nI.\nP B.\nI.\nG, nigga R.\nI.\nP P.\nC, R.\nI.\nP I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel,\nhow to rob a industry nigga Don't take this shit 'cause we\njust buggin' the fuck out Enough of that shit, it's time to O.\nD, one time But y'all could take it how you want it,\nword Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal If my record\ndon't sell I'ma rob and steal You better recognize, nigga,\nI'm straight from the street These industry niggas is starting\nto look like something to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"\nYou want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\" I have dreams of fucking an R&\nB bitch But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit When I apply\npressure, son, it ain't even funny I'm about to\nstick Bobby for some of that Whitney money Brian Mc\nKnight, I can get the nigga anytime Have Keith sweating,\nstaring down the barrel on my nine Since these Harlem World\nniggas seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"\nTell your man\" Mason Betha, haha Come up off that watch now,\nI mean right now The only excuse for being broke is being in jail An\nentertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell I'd rob ODB,\nbut that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him,\nrun and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt\ncopped What Jigga just sold, like four milli?\nHe got something to live for Don't wanna nigga putting four\nthrough that Bentley coupe door I'll manhandle Mariah like \"\nBitch, get on the ground You ain't with Tommy no mo',\nwho gon' protect you now?\n\" I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not\nto wear that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto, nah for real, son,\nI'm sick I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think About to\nmake Stevie J take off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun,\nsnatch his piece then run This nigga weigh\nfour hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\nsteal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\nsteal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys And Will\nSmith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on\nTimbaland and Missy with the pound Like, \"\nYou, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\" I figured it out,\nniggas been robbing Joe before That's why his ass\ndon't wanna be a player no more My attitude while robbing J.\nD.? \"\nFuck you, pay me!\" Had Da Brat with 'em,\nshould've had his gat with him DMX wanna get down, well, you tell,\nhomie I'm on that Treach shit,\nI do my dirt all by my lonely I should rob Clue, man,\nhis shit did well I wanna stick TQ,\nbut his shit ain't sell I hit the studios,\ntake niggas' jewels and leave Catch Rae, Ghost,\nand RZA for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky give me the cash before\nI empty three I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Canibus\nwanna battle while I'm sticking him up Fuck the cab,\nthe coroners picking 'em up Heavy tried to\nhide his shit, hey nigga I saw you He said \"\nWhy you robbing me?\nI got nothing but love for ya\" Caught Juvenile for\nhis Cash Money piece Told him I want it all, he said, \"\nEven my gold teeth?\" I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black\nJeep One at a time,\nget out and take off your shine Did you\never think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living I'll rob Boyz II Men like\nI'm Michael Bivins Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real,\nI'm about to stick Mister Cee That nigga still eating off Big's first\nLP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the\nfloor He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"\nGimme some more\" If you feeling this,\nThen wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's\npeople This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we\nrob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\nsteal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo,\nthat's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga\nor a regular nigga or a bitch It really don't matter if\nyou got it and I need it I want it You know what I'm saying?\nThat's just how it go down 50 Cent ain't fuckin' around,\nTrackmasters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't fuckin'\naround, The Madd Rapper ain't\nfuckin' around You know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book,\nwatch your pockets Watch everybody on\nthe train, watch everybody on the bus '\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent featuring Madd Rapper, The\n  album: How to Rob\n  duration_ms: 266000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy,\n  for real The art of getting robbed This is how we\n  do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.\n  I.\n  P B.\n  I.\n  G, nigga R.\n  I.\n  P P.\n  C, R.\n  I.\n  P I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel,\n  how to rob a industry nigga Don't take this shit 'cause we\n  just buggin' the fuck out Enough of that shit, it's time to O.\n  D, one time But y'all could take it how you want it,\n  word Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal If my record\n  don't sell I'ma rob and steal You better recognize, nigga,\n  I'm straight from the street These industry niggas is starting\n  to look like something to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"\n  You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\" I have dreams of fucking an R&\n  B bitch But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit When I apply\n  pressure, son, it ain't even funny I'm about to\n  stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money Brian Mc\n  Knight, I can get the nigga anytime Have Keith sweating,\n  staring down the barrel on my nine Since these Harlem World\n  niggas seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"\n  Tell your man\" Mason Betha, haha Come up off that watch now,\n  I mean right now The only excuse for being broke is being in jail An\n  entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell I'd rob ODB,\n  but that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him,\n  run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt\n  copped What Jigga just sold, like four milli?\n  He got something to live for Don't wanna nigga putting four\n  through that Bentley coupe door I'll manhandle Mariah like \"\n  Bitch, get on the ground You ain't with Tommy no mo',\n  who gon' protect you now?\n  \" I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not\n  to wear that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto, nah for real, son,\n  I'm sick I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think About to\n  make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun,\n  snatch his piece then run This nigga weigh\n  four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\n  steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\n  steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys And Will\n  Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on\n  Timbaland and Missy with the pound Like, \"\n  You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\" I figured it out,\n  niggas been robbing Joe before That's why his ass\n  don't wanna be a player no more My attitude while robbing J.\n  D.? \"\n  Fuck you, pay me!\" Had Da Brat with 'em,\n  should've had his gat with him DMX wanna get down, well, you tell,\n  homie I'm on that Treach shit,\n  I do my dirt all by my lonely I should rob Clue, man,\n  his shit did well I wanna stick TQ,\n  but his shit ain't sell I hit the studios,\n  take niggas' jewels and leave Catch Rae, Ghost,\n  and RZA for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky give me the cash before\n  I empty three I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Canibus\n  wanna battle while I'm sticking him up Fuck the cab,\n  the coroners picking 'em up Heavy tried to\n  hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you He said \"\n  Why you robbing me?\n  I got nothing but love for ya\" Caught Juvenile for\n  his Cash Money piece Told him I want it all, he said, \"\n  Even my gold teeth?\" I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black\n  Jeep One at a time,\n  get out and take off your shine Did you\n  ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living I'll rob Boyz II Men like\n  I'm Michael Bivins Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real,\n  I'm about to stick Mister Cee That nigga still eating off Big's first\n  LP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the\n  floor He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"\n  Gimme some more\" If you feeling this,\n  Then wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's\n  people This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we\n  rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\n  steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo,\n  that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga\n  or a regular nigga or a bitch It really don't matter if\n  you got it and I need it I want it You know what I'm saying?\n  That's just how it go down 50 Cent ain't fuckin' around,\n  Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't fuckin'\n  around, The Madd Rapper ain't\n  fuckin' around You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book,\n  watch your pockets Watch everybody on\n  the train, watch everybody on the bus '\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":9912792,"name":"How to Rob","trackName":"How to Rob","artistName":"50 Cent featuring The Madd Rapper","albumName":"How to Rob","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy,\nfor real The art of getting robbed This is how we\ndo Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.\nI.\nP B.\nI.\nG, nigga R.\nI.\nP P.\nC, R.\nI.\nP I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel,\nhow to rob a industry nigga Don't take this shit 'cause we\njust buggin' the fuck out Enough of that shit, it's time to O.\nD, one time But y'all could take it how you want it,\nword Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal If my record\ndon't sell I'ma rob and steal You better recognize, nigga,\nI'm straight from the street These industry niggas is starting\nto look like something to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"\nYou want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\" I have dreams of fucking an R&\nB bitch But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit When I apply\npressure, son, it ain't even funny I'm about to\nstick Bobby for some of that Whitney money Brian Mc\nKnight, I can get the nigga anytime Have Keith sweating,\nstaring down the barrel on my nine Since these Harlem World\nniggas seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"\nTell your man\" Mason Betha, haha Come up off that watch now,\nI mean right now The only excuse for being broke is being in jail An\nentertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell I'd rob ODB,\nbut that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him,\nrun and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt\ncopped What Jigga just sold, like four milli?\nHe got something to live for Don't wanna nigga putting four\nthrough that Bentley coupe door I'll manhandle Mariah like \"\nBitch, get on the ground You ain't with Tommy no mo',\nwho gon' protect you now?\n\" I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not\nto wear that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto, nah for real, son,\nI'm sick I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think About to\nmake Stevie J take off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun,\nsnatch his piece then run This nigga weigh\nfour hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\nsteal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\nsteal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys And Will\nSmith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on\nTimbaland and Missy with the pound Like, \"\nYou, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\" I figured it out,\nniggas been robbing Joe before That's why his ass\ndon't wanna be a player no more My attitude while robbing J.\nD.? \"\nFuck you, pay me!\" Had Da Brat with 'em,\nshould've had his gat with him DMX wanna get down, well, you tell,\nhomie I'm on that Treach shit,\nI do my dirt all by my lonely I should rob Clue, man,\nhis shit did well I wanna stick TQ,\nbut his shit ain't sell I hit the studios,\ntake niggas' jewels and leave Catch Rae, Ghost,\nand RZA for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky give me the cash before\nI empty three I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Canibus\nwanna battle while I'm sticking him up Fuck the cab,\nthe coroners picking 'em up Heavy tried to\nhide his shit, hey nigga I saw you He said \"\nWhy you robbing me?\nI got nothing but love for ya\" Caught Juvenile for\nhis Cash Money piece Told him I want it all, he said, \"\nEven my gold teeth?\" I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black\nJeep One at a time,\nget out and take off your shine Did you\never think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living I'll rob Boyz II Men like\nI'm Michael Bivins Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real,\nI'm about to stick Mister Cee That nigga still eating off Big's first\nLP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the\nfloor He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"\nGimme some more\" If you feeling this,\nThen wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's\npeople This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we\nrob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\nsteal so our ones can be bigger 50\nCent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo,\nthat's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga\nor a regular nigga or a bitch It really don't matter if\nyou got it and I need it I want it You know what I'm saying?\nThat's just how it go down 50 Cent ain't fuckin' around,\nTrackmasters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't fuckin'\naround, The Madd Rapper ain't\nfuckin' around You know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book,\nwatch your pockets Watch everybody on\nthe train, watch everybody on the bus '\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent featuring The Madd Rapper\n  album: How to Rob\n  duration_ms: 266000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy,\n  for real The art of getting robbed This is how we\n  do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.\n  I.\n  P B.\n  I.\n  G, nigga R.\n  I.\n  P P.\n  C, R.\n  I.\n  P I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel,\n  how to rob a industry nigga Don't take this shit 'cause we\n  just buggin' the fuck out Enough of that shit, it's time to O.\n  D, one time But y'all could take it how you want it,\n  word Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal If my record\n  don't sell I'ma rob and steal You better recognize, nigga,\n  I'm straight from the street These industry niggas is starting\n  to look like something to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"\n  You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\" I have dreams of fucking an R&\n  B bitch But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit When I apply\n  pressure, son, it ain't even funny I'm about to\n  stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money Brian Mc\n  Knight, I can get the nigga anytime Have Keith sweating,\n  staring down the barrel on my nine Since these Harlem World\n  niggas seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"\n  Tell your man\" Mason Betha, haha Come up off that watch now,\n  I mean right now The only excuse for being broke is being in jail An\n  entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell I'd rob ODB,\n  but that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him,\n  run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt\n  copped What Jigga just sold, like four milli?\n  He got something to live for Don't wanna nigga putting four\n  through that Bentley coupe door I'll manhandle Mariah like \"\n  Bitch, get on the ground You ain't with Tommy no mo',\n  who gon' protect you now?\n  \" I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not\n  to wear that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto, nah for real, son,\n  I'm sick I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think About to\n  make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink I'll rob Pun without a gun,\n  snatch his piece then run This nigga weigh\n  four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\n  steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\n  steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys And Will\n  Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on\n  Timbaland and Missy with the pound Like, \"\n  You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\" I figured it out,\n  niggas been robbing Joe before That's why his ass\n  don't wanna be a player no more My attitude while robbing J.\n  D.? \"\n  Fuck you, pay me!\" Had Da Brat with 'em,\n  should've had his gat with him DMX wanna get down, well, you tell,\n  homie I'm on that Treach shit,\n  I do my dirt all by my lonely I should rob Clue, man,\n  his shit did well I wanna stick TQ,\n  but his shit ain't sell I hit the studios,\n  take niggas' jewels and leave Catch Rae, Ghost,\n  and RZA for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky give me the cash before\n  I empty three I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Canibus\n  wanna battle while I'm sticking him up Fuck the cab,\n  the coroners picking 'em up Heavy tried to\n  hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you He said \"\n  Why you robbing me?\n  I got nothing but love for ya\" Caught Juvenile for\n  his Cash Money piece Told him I want it all, he said, \"\n  Even my gold teeth?\" I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black\n  Jeep One at a time,\n  get out and take off your shine Did you\n  ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living I'll rob Boyz II Men like\n  I'm Michael Bivins Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real,\n  I'm about to stick Mister Cee That nigga still eating off Big's first\n  LP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the\n  floor He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"\n  Gimme some more\" If you feeling this,\n  Then wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's\n  people This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we\n  rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and\n  steal so our ones can be bigger 50\n  Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo,\n  that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga\n  or a regular nigga or a bitch It really don't matter if\n  you got it and I need it I want it You know what I'm saying?\n  That's just how it go down 50 Cent ain't fuckin' around,\n  Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't fuckin'\n  around, The Madd Rapper ain't\n  fuckin' around You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book,\n  watch your pockets Watch everybody on\n  the train, watch everybody on the bus '\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":4102608,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Best Of 50 Cent","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Best Of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":20472351,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"2021- 50 Cent - Essentials","duration":266.976,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: 2021- 50 Cent - Essentials\n  duration_ms: 266976\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 1980\n- text: The art of getting robbed\n  start_ms: 1980\n  end_ms: 2800\n- text: This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 2800\n  end_ms: 5030\n- text: R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  start_ms: 5030\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17760\n- text: If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  start_ms: 17760\n  end_ms: 20060\n- text: You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  start_ms: 20060\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  start_ms: 22310\n  end_ms: 24840\n- text: I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  start_ms: 24840\n  end_ms: 27320\n- text: Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  start_ms: 27320\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 32310\n- text: And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da 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Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":16873698,"name":"How to Rob","trackName":"How to Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Best of 50 Cent","duration":265.534694,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\nA industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Best of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 265535\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\n  A industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":23598852,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Best Of 50 Cent","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Best Of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":36481244,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Best Of 50 Cent","duration":441.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Best Of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 441000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 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Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":27594902,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Best Of 50 Cent","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Best Of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 1980\n- text: The art of getting robbed\n  start_ms: 1980\n  end_ms: 2800\n- text: This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 2800\n  end_ms: 5030\n- text: R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  start_ms: 5030\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17760\n- text: If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  start_ms: 17760\n  end_ms: 20060\n- text: You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  start_ms: 20060\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  start_ms: 22310\n  end_ms: 24840\n- text: I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  start_ms: 24840\n  end_ms: 27320\n- text: Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  start_ms: 27320\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 32310\n- text: And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  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Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  start_ms: 118600\n  end_ms: 121480\n- text: And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  start_ms: 121480\n  end_ms: 123980\n- text: Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  start_ms: 123980\n  end_ms: 126250\n- text: Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  start_ms: 126250\n  end_ms: 128650\n- text: I figured it out\n  start_ms: 128650\n  end_ms: 129790\n- text: Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  start_ms: 129790\n  end_ms: 132040\n- text: Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  start_ms: 132040\n  end_ms: 133610\n- text: Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  start_ms: 133610\n  end_ms: 136190\n- text: Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  start_ms: 136190\n  end_ms: 138760\n- text: DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  start_ms: 138760\n  end_ms: 141220\n- text: I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  start_ms: 141220\n  end_ms: 143630\n- text: I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  start_ms: 143630\n  end_ms: 145950\n- text: I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  start_ms: 145950\n  end_ms: 148380\n- text: I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  start_ms: 148380\n  end_ms: 150640\n- text: Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  start_ms: 150640\n  end_ms: 153490\n- text: Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  start_ms: 153490\n  end_ms: 156040\n- text: Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  start_ms: 156040\n  end_ms: 158240\n- text: Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  start_ms: 158240\n  end_ms: 160690\n- text: Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  start_ms: 160690\n  end_ms: 163290\n- text: Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  start_ms: 163290\n  end_ms: 165850\n- text: He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  start_ms: 165850\n  end_ms: 168340\n- text: Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  start_ms: 168340\n  end_ms: 170910\n- text: Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  start_ms: 170910\n  end_ms: 173430\n- text: I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  start_ms: 173430\n  end_ms: 176160\n- text: One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  start_ms: 176160\n  end_ms: 178250\n- text: Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  start_ms: 178250\n  end_ms: 180350\n- text: Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  start_ms: 180350\n  end_ms: 182700\n- text: Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  start_ms: 182700\n  end_ms: 185760\n- text: And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  start_ms: 185760\n  end_ms: 188000\n- text: I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  start_ms: 188000\n  end_ms: 190490\n- text: I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  start_ms: 190490\n  end_ms: 193160\n- text: Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  start_ms: 193160\n  end_ms: 195680\n- text: I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  start_ms: 195680\n  end_ms: 197770\n- text: That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  start_ms: 197770\n  end_ms: 200520\n- text: I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  start_ms: 200520\n  end_ms: 202820\n- text: He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  start_ms: 202820\n  end_ms: 205370\n- text: Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":31752380,"name":"How To Rob (Paused)","trackName":"How To Rob (Paused)","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Best Of 50 Cent","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\nR.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\nI got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\nA industry nigga\nDon't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\nBut y'all could take it how you want it, word\nAyo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nDance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha\nCome up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\nDon't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\nI'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\nI'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nI'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\nHad Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\nIf you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nYo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\nAnd for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\nNiggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob (Paused)\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Best Of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P\n  I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob\n  A industry nigga\n  Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n  But y'all could take it how you want it, word\n  Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha\n  Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for\n  Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Mariah like \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick\n  I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like, \"You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down\"\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\"\n  Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all, he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":32080563,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"50 Cent - Power Of The Dollar","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: 50 Cent - Power Of The Dollar\n  duration_ms: 266000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 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Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":24930204,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Punisher (50 Cent Versus The World)","duration":262.321633,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Punisher (50 Cent Versus The World)\n  duration_ms: 262322\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 1980\n- text: The art of getting robbed\n  start_ms: 1980\n  end_ms: 2800\n- text: This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 2800\n  end_ms: 5030\n- text: R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  start_ms: 5030\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17760\n- text: If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  start_ms: 17760\n  end_ms: 20060\n- text: You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  start_ms: 20060\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  start_ms: 22310\n  end_ms: 24840\n- text: I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  start_ms: 24840\n  end_ms: 27320\n- text: Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  start_ms: 27320\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 32310\n- text: And I'll wake up early and bounce with all 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PAY ME!\n  start_ms: 133610\n  end_ms: 136190\n- text: Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  start_ms: 136190\n  end_ms: 138760\n- text: DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  start_ms: 138760\n  end_ms: 141220\n- text: I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  start_ms: 141220\n  end_ms: 143630\n- text: I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  start_ms: 143630\n  end_ms: 145950\n- text: I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  start_ms: 145950\n  end_ms: 148380\n- text: I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  start_ms: 148380\n  end_ms: 150640\n- text: Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  start_ms: 150640\n  end_ms: 153490\n- text: Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  start_ms: 153490\n  end_ms: 156040\n- text: Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  start_ms: 156040\n  end_ms: 158240\n- text: Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  start_ms: 158240\n  end_ms: 160690\n- text: Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  start_ms: 160690\n  end_ms: 163290\n- text: Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  start_ms: 163290\n  end_ms: 165850\n- text: He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  start_ms: 165850\n  end_ms: 168340\n- text: Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  start_ms: 168340\n  end_ms: 170910\n- text: Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  start_ms: 170910\n  end_ms: 173430\n- text: I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  start_ms: 173430\n  end_ms: 176160\n- text: One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  start_ms: 176160\n  end_ms: 178250\n- text: Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  start_ms: 178250\n  end_ms: 180350\n- text: Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  start_ms: 180350\n  end_ms: 182700\n- text: Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  start_ms: 182700\n  end_ms: 185760\n- text: And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  start_ms: 185760\n  end_ms: 188000\n- text: I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  start_ms: 188000\n  end_ms: 190490\n- text: I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  start_ms: 190490\n  end_ms: 193160\n- text: Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  start_ms: 193160\n  end_ms: 195680\n- text: I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  start_ms: 195680\n  end_ms: 197770\n- text: That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  start_ms: 197770\n  end_ms: 200520\n- text: I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  start_ms: 200520\n  end_ms: 202820\n- text: He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  start_ms: 202820\n  end_ms: 205370\n- text: Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":26353549,"name":"How to Rob","trackName":"How to Rob","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"[ www.NashTu.ws ] - [ 50 Cent - 24 Shots ]","duration":263.528583,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know who this is boy for real\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\nAiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\nYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\nI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\nAnd I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\nI mean right now\"\nThe only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\nDon't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\nYou ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\nI been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n(Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\nThis aint serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n(50 Cents)\n\nIll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\nLike you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\nI figured it out\nBeen robbin Joe before that's why his ass\nDon't wanna be a playa no more\nMad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\nHad Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down well you tell homey\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\nI should rob Clue man his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\nCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\nIll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\nFuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\nHe said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\nOne at a time get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\nI'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\nI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\nThat nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\nIs you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n(Madd Rapper)\n\nFor real yo you know what I'm sayin?\nNiggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\nIt don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n50 Cents ain't fuckin around\nTrack Masters ain't fuckin around\nCrazy Cat ain't fuckin around\nThe Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] You know who this is boy for real\n[00:01.98] The art of getting robbed\n[00:02.80] This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.03] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n[00:14.67] Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n[00:17.76] If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n[00:20.06] You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n[00:22.31] These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n[00:24.84] I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n[00:27.32] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n[00:29.67] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n[00:32.31] And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n[00:34.75] When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n[00:37.28] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:39.73] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n[00:42.09] Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n[00:44.65] Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n[00:47.06] I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:49.51] Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n[00:53.18] I mean right now\"\n[00:54.07] The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n[00:56.09] An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n[00:59.31] I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n[01:01.90] Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n[01:04.32] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:06.50] Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:08.66] What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n[01:11.72] Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:14.23] I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n[01:16.56] You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n[01:19.01] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:21.52] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:23.94] I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n[01:26.60] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:29.04] Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n[01:32.12] About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n[01:34.17] I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n[01:36.51] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n[01:39.23] (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n[01:39.72] This aint serious\n[01:41.63] Being broke can make you delirious\n[01:44.11] So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n[01:46.54] 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n[01:57.88] (50 Cents)\n[01:58.60] Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n[02:01.48] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:03.98] Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n[02:06.25] Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n[02:08.65] I figured it out\n[02:09.79] Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n[02:12.04] Don't wanna be a playa no more\n[02:13.61] Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n[02:16.19] Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n[02:18.76] DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n[02:21.22] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n[02:23.63] I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n[02:25.95] I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n[02:28.38] I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n[02:30.64] Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n[02:33.49] Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n[02:36.04] Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n[02:38.24] Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n[02:40.69] Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n[02:43.29] Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n[02:45.85] He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n[02:48.34] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:50.91] Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:53.43] I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n[02:56.16] One at a time get out and take off your shine\n[02:58.25] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:00.35] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:02.70] Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n[03:05.76] And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n[03:08.00] I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n[03:10.49] I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:13.16] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n[03:15.68] I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n[03:17.77] That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n[03:20.52] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:22.82] He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n[03:25.37] Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n[03:28.16] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n[03:31.24] (Madd Rapper)\n[03:49.86] For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n[03:52.11] Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n[03:55.26] It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n[03:59.38] It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n[04:02.06] 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n[04:06.45] Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n[04:07.63] Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n[04:08.94] The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n[04:10.40] So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n[04:15.38] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n[04:17.65] Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:20.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: '[ www.NashTu.ws ] - [ 50 Cent - 24 Shots ]'\n  duration_ms: 263529\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know who this is boy for real\n  start_ms: 1480\n  end_ms: 1980\n- text: The art of getting robbed\n  start_ms: 1980\n  end_ms: 2800\n- text: This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 2800\n  end_ms: 5030\n- text: R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  start_ms: 5030\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17760\n- text: If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  start_ms: 17760\n  end_ms: 20060\n- text: You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  start_ms: 20060\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  start_ms: 22310\n  end_ms: 24840\n- text: I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  start_ms: 24840\n  end_ms: 27320\n- text: Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  start_ms: 27320\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 32310\n- text: And I'll wake up early and bounce 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Then wait for the sequel\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: (Madd Rapper)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 229860\n- text: For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  start_ms: 229860\n  end_ms: 232110\n- text: Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 232110\n  end_ms: 235260\n- text: It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  start_ms: 235260\n  end_ms: 239380\n- text: It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  start_ms: 239380\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: 50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 246450\n- text: Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 246450\n  end_ms: 247630\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  start_ms: 247630\n  end_ms: 248940\n- text: The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  start_ms: 248940\n  end_ms: 250400\n- text: So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 250400\n  end_ms: 255380\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  start_ms: 255380\n  end_ms: 257650\n- text: Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n  start_ms: 257650\n  end_ms: 260190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260190\nplain: |-\n  You know who this is boy for real\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD\n  Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal\n  You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\"\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\n  I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch\n  And I'll wake up early and bounce with all da shit\n  When I apply pressure, son it aint even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweatin starin down at the barrel of my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now\n  I mean right now\"\n  The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll man handle Mariah like \"Bitch get on the ground\"\n  You ain't with Tommy no more who you gettin chipz from now?\n  I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?\n  (Madd Rapper)(Chorus) 2x\n  This aint serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?\n  (50 Cents)\n\n  Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound\n  Like you! gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out\n  Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass\n  Don't wanna be a playa no more\n  Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU! PAY ME!\n  Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down well you tell homey\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+\n  I should rob Clue man his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios take niggaz shit and leave\n  Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three\n  Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up\n  Fuck the can get capped coroners pickin em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to saw ya\n  He said \"Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep\n  One at a time get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid\n  I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens\n  I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C\n  That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enuff I told him \"Gimme Some More\"\n  Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People\n\n  (Madd Rapper)\n\n  For real yo you know what I'm sayin?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga\n  It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it\n  50 Cents ain't fuckin around\n  Track Masters ain't fuckin around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around\n  The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":1032082,"name":"How To Rob","trackName":"How To Rob","artistName":"50 Cent, Madd Rapper","albumName":"Best Of 50 Cent","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Y'Know what this is, boy? For real!\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G - R.I.P P.A.C - R.I.P\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n\nThe bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'mma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat, Jigga just sold like four milli, got something to live for\nDon't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll manhandle Case like \"dope, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Mary no more, where you getting chips from now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\nI'll catch P and Silkk The Shocker right after the Grammy's\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike you give me the cash, you put the hot dog down\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? Fuck you, pay me\nHad Da Brat with em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'mma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him \"gimme some more\"\nIs you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\nFor real, yo, you know what I'm saying?\nNiggas got to get stuck up, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fucking around, Trackmasters ain't fucking around\nCrazy Cat ain't fucking around, The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is, boy, for real\n[00:03.30] The art of getting robbed\n[00:05.28] This is how we do, Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n[00:08.14] R.I.P. B.I.G. (I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo)\n[00:10.29] Nigga, R.I.P. P.A.C (this is how it feels how to rob a industry nigga, yo)\n[00:13.13] R.I.P., enough of that shit, it's time to O.D (don't take this shit serious)\n[00:15.18] (Though, we just bugging the fuck out) one time\n[00:16.81] (But y'all can take it how you want it, word)\n[00:18.16] Ayo, the bottom line is, I'm a crook with a deal\n[00:20.95] If my record don't sell, I'ma rob and steal\n[00:23.26] You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n[00:25.72] These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n[00:28.15] I snatch Kim, tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\n[00:30.73] Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n[00:32.92] I have dreams of fucking a R&B bitch\n[00:35.74] But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n[00:38.01] When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n[00:40.50] I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n[00:42.91] Brian McKnight? I can get the nigga anytime\n[00:45.52] Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my .9\n[00:48.03] Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n[00:50.39] I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n[00:52.88] Mason Betha, ha-ha\n[00:54.67] Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n[00:57.45] The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n[01:00.40] An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n[01:02.63] I'd rob O.D.B., but that'd be a waste of time (yeah)\n[01:05.54] Probably have to clap him, run and toss the .9\n[01:07.66] I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n[01:09.99] Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n[01:12.38] What Jigga just sold, like four mill'? He got something to live for (uh-huh)\n[01:15.10] Don't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door\n[01:17.79] I'll manhandle Mariah like, \"Bitch, get on the ground\n[01:20.16] You ain't with Tommy no more, who gon' protect you now?\"\n[01:22.64] I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n[01:25.09] Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n[01:27.59] I'm a klepto, nah, for real, son, I'm sick\n[01:29.93] I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n[01:32.50] Right now, I'm bent, and when I get like this, I don't think\n[01:34.96] About to make Stevie J take off that tight-ass mink\n[01:37.39] I rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece and run (uh-huh)\n[01:39.87] This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon' catch me, son? Huh?\n[01:42.39] This ain't serious (uh-uh)\n[01:44.84] Being broke can make you delirious (word)\n[01:47.30] So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n[01:49.81] 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga? (Tell 'em, son)\n[01:52.79] This ain't serious (uh-uh)\n[01:54.71] Being broke can make you delirious (uh-huh)\n[01:57.22] So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n[01:59.70] 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga?\n[02:02.03] I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n[02:04.95] And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n[02:07.40] Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n[02:09.62] Like, \"You, give me the cash; you, put the hotdog down\"\n[02:11.92] I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before (uh-huh)\n[02:14.65] That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n[02:16.92] My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\" (Yeah)\n[02:19.86] Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n[02:22.00] DMX wanna get down? Well, you tell homie\n[02:24.59] I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n[02:27.25] I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n[02:29.48] I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n[02:31.79] I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave (uh-huh)\n[02:34.35] Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny-ass rings (what?)\n[02:37.04] Tell Sticky, \"Give me the cash before I empty three\n[02:39.34] I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\"\n[02:41.84] Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n[02:44.14] Fuck the cab, the coroner's picking 'em up\n[02:46.68] Heavy tried to hide his shit, ay, nigga, I saw you\n[02:49.24] He said, \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for you!\"\n[02:51.81] Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n[02:54.27] Told him I want it all; he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n[02:56.42] I caught Blackstreet on a backstreet in a black Jeep\n[02:59.22] \"One at a time, get out and take off your shine\"\n[03:01.64] Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n[03:04.06] Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n[03:06.57] Did you ever think that I'd flash the .9\n[03:08.69] And walk off with your shit like it's mines?\n[03:11.58] I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n[03:13.92] I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n[03:16.32] Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens (yeah)\n[03:19.08] I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n[03:21.48] That nigga still eating off Big first LP\n[03:23.70] I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n[03:26.20] He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n[03:28.86] If you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel (yeah, ah, yeah)\n[03:31.43] I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people, what! (Let's go, yo)\n[03:33.96] This ain't serious (uh-huh)\n[03:36.02] Being broke can make you delirious (word)\n[03:38.45] So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n[03:40.95] 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga? (Tell 'em, son)\n[03:43.78] This ain't serious (uh-uh)\n[03:45.17] Being broke can make you delirious (uh-huh)\n[03:48.06] So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n[03:50.67] 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga?\n[03:52.66] Yo, yo, for real, son, it's The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n[03:55.32] And for real, you know what I'm saying\n[03:56.51] Niggas just got to get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n[03:59.75] It don't matter if you a industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n[04:02.64] It really don't matter, if you got it and I need it, I want it\n[04:05.68] You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n[04:07.75] 50 Cent ain't fucking around\n[04:09.39] Trackmasters ain't fucking around\n[04:10.92] Crazy Cat ain't fucking around\n[04:12.48] The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around\n[04:13.93] You know what I'm saying?\n[04:14.68] So, watch your backs, watch your pocketbooks, watch your pockets\n[04:18.15] Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the buses\n[04:20.43] 'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n[04:24.37] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How To Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent, Madd Rapper\n  album: Best Of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is, boy, for real\n  start_ms: 40\n  end_ms: 3300\n- text: The art of getting robbed\n  start_ms: 3300\n  end_ms: 5280\n- text: This is how we do, Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 5280\n  end_ms: 8140\n- text: R.I.P. B.I.G. (I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo)\n  start_ms: 8140\n  end_ms: 10290\n- text: Nigga, R.I.P. P.A.C (this is how it feels how to rob a industry nigga, yo)\n  start_ms: 10290\n  end_ms: 13130\n- text: R.I.P., enough of that shit, it's time to O.D (don't take this shit serious)\n  start_ms: 13130\n  end_ms: 15180\n- text: (Though, we just bugging the fuck out) one time\n  start_ms: 15180\n  end_ms: 16810\n- text: (But y'all can take it how you want it, word)\n  start_ms: 16810\n  end_ms: 18160\n- text: Ayo, the bottom line is, I'm a crook with a deal\n  start_ms: 18160\n  end_ms: 20950\n- text: If my record don't sell, I'ma rob and steal\n  start_ms: 20950\n  end_ms: 23260\n- text: You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  start_ms: 23260\n  end_ms: 25720\n- text: These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  start_ms: 25720\n  end_ms: 28150\n- text: I snatch Kim, tell Puff, \"You wanna see her again?\n  start_ms: 28150\n  end_ms: 30730\n- text: Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  start_ms: 30730\n  end_ms: 32920\n- text: I have dreams of fucking a R&B bitch\n  start_ms: 32920\n  end_ms: 35740\n- text: But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  start_ms: 35740\n  end_ms: 38010\n- text: When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  start_ms: 38010\n  end_ms: 40500\n- text: I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  start_ms: 40500\n  end_ms: 42910\n- text: Brian McKnight? I can get the nigga anytime\n  start_ms: 42910\n  end_ms: 45520\n- text: Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my .9\n  start_ms: 45520\n  end_ms: 48030\n- text: Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  start_ms: 48030\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 52880\n- text: Mason Betha, ha-ha\n  start_ms: 52880\n  end_ms: 54670\n- text: Come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  start_ms: 54670\n  end_ms: 57450\n- text: The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  start_ms: 57450\n  end_ms: 60400\n- text: An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  start_ms: 60400\n  end_ms: 62630\n- text: I'd rob O.D.B., but that'd be a waste of time (yeah)\n  start_ms: 62630\n  end_ms: 65540\n- text: Probably have to clap him, run and toss the .9\n  start_ms: 65540\n  end_ms: 67660\n- text: I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  start_ms: 67660\n  end_ms: 69990\n- text: Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  start_ms: 69990\n  end_ms: 72380\n- text: What Jigga just sold, like four mill'? He got something to live for (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 72380\n  end_ms: 75100\n- text: Don't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door\n  start_ms: 75100\n  end_ms: 77790\n- text: I'll manhandle Mariah like, \"Bitch, get on the ground\n  start_ms: 77790\n  end_ms: 80160\n- text: You ain't with Tommy no more, who gon' protect you now?\"\n  start_ms: 80160\n  end_ms: 82640\n- text: I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  start_ms: 82640\n  end_ms: 85090\n- text: Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  start_ms: 85090\n  end_ms: 87590\n- text: I'm a klepto, nah, for real, son, I'm sick\n  start_ms: 87590\n  end_ms: 89930\n- text: I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  start_ms: 89930\n  end_ms: 92500\n- text: Right now, I'm bent, and when I get like this, I don't think\n  start_ms: 92500\n  end_ms: 94960\n- text: About to make Stevie J take off that tight-ass mink\n  start_ms: 94960\n  end_ms: 97390\n- text: I rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece and run (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 97390\n  end_ms: 99870\n- text: This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon' catch me, son? Huh?\n  start_ms: 99870\n  end_ms: 102390\n- text: This ain't serious (uh-uh)\n  start_ms: 102390\n  end_ms: 104840\n- text: Being broke can make you delirious (word)\n  start_ms: 104840\n  end_ms: 107300\n- text: So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n  start_ms: 107300\n  end_ms: 109810\n- text: 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga? (Tell 'em, son)\n  start_ms: 109810\n  end_ms: 112790\n- text: This ain't serious (uh-uh)\n  start_ms: 112790\n  end_ms: 114710\n- text: Being broke can make you delirious (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 114710\n  end_ms: 117220\n- text: So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n  start_ms: 117220\n  end_ms: 119700\n- text: 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga?\n  start_ms: 119700\n  end_ms: 122030\n- text: I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys\n  start_ms: 122030\n  end_ms: 124950\n- text: And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  start_ms: 124950\n  end_ms: 127400\n- text: Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  start_ms: 127400\n  end_ms: 129620\n- text: Like, \"You, give me the cash; you, put the hotdog down\"\n  start_ms: 129620\n  end_ms: 131920\n- text: I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 131920\n  end_ms: 134650\n- text: That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  start_ms: 134650\n  end_ms: 136920\n- text: My attitude while robbing J.D.? \"Fuck you, pay me!\" (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 136920\n  end_ms: 139860\n- text: Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him\n  start_ms: 139860\n  end_ms: 142000\n- text: DMX wanna get down? Well, you tell homie\n  start_ms: 142000\n  end_ms: 144590\n- text: I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  start_ms: 144590\n  end_ms: 147250\n- text: I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  start_ms: 147250\n  end_ms: 149480\n- text: I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  start_ms: 149480\n  end_ms: 151790\n- text: I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 151790\n  end_ms: 154350\n- text: Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny-ass rings (what?)\n  start_ms: 154350\n  end_ms: 157040\n- text: Tell Sticky, \"Give me the cash before I empty three\n  start_ms: 157040\n  end_ms: 159340\n- text: I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\"\n  start_ms: 159340\n  end_ms: 161840\n- text: Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  start_ms: 161840\n  end_ms: 164140\n- text: Fuck the cab, the coroner's picking 'em up\n  start_ms: 164140\n  end_ms: 166680\n- text: Heavy tried to hide his shit, ay, nigga, I saw you\n  start_ms: 166680\n  end_ms: 169240\n- text: He said, \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for you!\"\n  start_ms: 169240\n  end_ms: 171810\n- text: Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  start_ms: 171810\n  end_ms: 174270\n- text: Told him I want it all; he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  start_ms: 174270\n  end_ms: 176420\n- text: I caught Blackstreet on a backstreet in a black Jeep\n  start_ms: 176420\n  end_ms: 179220\n- text: '\"One at a time, get out and take off your shine\"'\n  start_ms: 179220\n  end_ms: 181640\n- text: Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  start_ms: 181640\n  end_ms: 184060\n- text: Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  start_ms: 184060\n  end_ms: 186570\n- text: Did you ever think that I'd flash the .9\n  start_ms: 186570\n  end_ms: 188690\n- text: And walk off with your shit like it's mines?\n  start_ms: 188690\n  end_ms: 191580\n- text: I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  start_ms: 191580\n  end_ms: 193920\n- text: I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  start_ms: 193920\n  end_ms: 196320\n- text: Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens (yeah)\n  start_ms: 196320\n  end_ms: 199080\n- text: I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  start_ms: 199080\n  end_ms: 201480\n- text: That nigga still eating off Big first LP\n  start_ms: 201480\n  end_ms: 203700\n- text: I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  start_ms: 203700\n  end_ms: 206200\n- text: He asked me if I had enough, I told him, \"Gimme some more\"\n  start_ms: 206200\n  end_ms: 208860\n- text: If you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel (yeah, ah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 208860\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people, what! (Let's go, yo)\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 213960\n- text: This ain't serious (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 213960\n  end_ms: 216020\n- text: Being broke can make you delirious (word)\n  start_ms: 216020\n  end_ms: 218450\n- text: So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n  start_ms: 218450\n  end_ms: 220950\n- text: 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga? (Tell 'em, son)\n  start_ms: 220950\n  end_ms: 223780\n- text: This ain't serious (uh-uh)\n  start_ms: 223780\n  end_ms: 225170\n- text: Being broke can make you delirious (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 225170\n  end_ms: 228060\n- text: So we rob and steal, so our wallets can be bigger\n  start_ms: 228060\n  end_ms: 230670\n- text: 50 Cent, how it feel to rob a industry nigga?\n  start_ms: 230670\n  end_ms: 232660\n- text: Yo, yo, for real, son, it's The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 232660\n  end_ms: 235320\n- text: And for real, you know what I'm saying\n  start_ms: 235320\n  end_ms: 236510\n- text: Niggas just got to get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down\n  start_ms: 236510\n  end_ms: 239750\n- text: It don't matter if you a industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  start_ms: 239750\n  end_ms: 242640\n- text: It really don't matter, if you got it and I need it, I want it\n  start_ms: 242640\n  end_ms: 245680\n- text: You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  start_ms: 245680\n  end_ms: 247750\n- text: 50 Cent ain't fucking around\n  start_ms: 247750\n  end_ms: 249390\n- text: Trackmasters ain't fucking around\n  start_ms: 249390\n  end_ms: 250920\n- text: Crazy Cat ain't fucking around\n  start_ms: 250920\n  end_ms: 252480\n- text: The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around\n  start_ms: 252480\n  end_ms: 253930\n- text: You know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 253930\n  end_ms: 254680\n- text: So, watch your backs, watch your pocketbooks, watch your pockets\n  start_ms: 254680\n  end_ms: 258150\n- text: Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the buses\n  start_ms: 258150\n  end_ms: 260430\n- text: '''Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not'\n  start_ms: 260430\n  end_ms: 264370\nplain: |-\n  Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Y'Know what this is, boy? For real!\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G - R.I.P P.A.C - R.I.P\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n\n  The bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'mma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What, Jigga just sold like four milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Case like \"dope, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Mary no more, where you getting chips from now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\n  I'll catch P and Silkk The Shocker right after the Grammy's\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like you give me the cash, you put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? Fuck you, pay me\n  Had Da Brat with em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'mma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him \"gimme some more\"\n  Is you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\n  For real, yo, you know what I'm saying?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fucking around, Trackmasters ain't fucking around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fucking around, The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"},{"id":35762666,"name":"How to Rob","trackName":"How to Rob","artistName":"50 Cent; Madd Rapper","albumName":"Best of 50 Cent","duration":270.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Y'Know what this is, boy? For real!\nThe art of getting robbed\nThis is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n\nR.I.P B.I.G - R.I.P P.A.C - R.I.P\nEnough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n\nThe bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\nIf my record don't sell I'mma rob and steal\nYou better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\nThese industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\nI'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\nGet your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\nI have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\nBut I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\nWhen I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\nI'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\nBrian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\nHave Keith sweating staring down the barrel on my nine\nSince these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\nI put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\nMason Betha, haha, come up off that watch now, I mean right now\nThe only excuse for being broke is being in jail\nAn entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\nI'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\nProbably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\nI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\nPlotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\nWhat, Jigga just sold like four milli, got something to live for\nDon't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door\nI'll manhandle Case like \"dope, get on the ground\nYou ain't with Mary no more, where you getting chips from now?\"\nI been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\nSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\nI'm a klepto, nah for real son I'm sick\nI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\nRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\nAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\nI'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\nThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\nI'll catch P and Silkk The Shocker right after the Grammy's\nAnd Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\nRun up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\nLike you give me the cash, you put the hot dog down\nI figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\nThat's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\nMy attitude while robbing J.D.? Fuck you, pay me\nHad Da Brat with em, should've had his gat with him\nDMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\nI'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\nI should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\nI wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\nI hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\nCatch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\nTell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\nI'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\nCanibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\nFuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\nHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\nHe said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\nCaught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\nTold him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\nI caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\nOne at a time, get out and take off your shine\nDid you ever think that you would be this rich?\nDid you ever think that you would have these hits?\nDid you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\nAnd walk off with your shit like it's mine?\nI'mma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\nI'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\nCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\nI'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\nThat nigga still eating off Big's first LP\nI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\nHe asked me if I had enough, I told him \"gimme some more\"\nIs you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel\nI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\nThis ain't serious\nBeing broke can make you delirious\nSo we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\nFor real, yo, you know what I'm saying?\nNiggas got to get stuck up, that's just how it goes down\nIt don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\nIt don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\nYou know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n50 Cent ain't fucking around, Trackmasters ain't fucking around\nCrazy Cat ain't fucking around, The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around\nYou know what I'm saying?\nSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\nWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\nCause we gonna get you whether you like it or not","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How to Rob\n  artist: 50 Cent; Madd Rapper\n  album: Best of 50 Cent\n  duration_ms: 270000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Y'Know what this is, boy? For real!\n  The art of getting robbed\n  This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?\n\n  R.I.P B.I.G - R.I.P P.A.C - R.I.P\n  Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time\n\n  The bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal\n  If my record don't sell I'mma rob and steal\n  You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street\n  These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat\n  I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, \"You want to see her again?\n  Get your ass down to the nearest ATM\"\n  I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch\n  But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit\n  When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny\n  I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money\n  Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime\n  Have Keith sweating staring down the barrel on my nine\n  Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam\n  I put the gun to Cardan tell him, \"Tell your man\"\n  Mason Betha, haha, come up off that watch now, I mean right now\n  The only excuse for being broke is being in jail\n  An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell\n  I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time\n  Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine\n  I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks\n  Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped\n  What, Jigga just sold like four milli, got something to live for\n  Don't want a nigga putting four through that Bentley Coupe door\n  I'll manhandle Case like \"dope, get on the ground\n  You ain't with Mary no more, where you getting chips from now?\"\n  I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me\n  Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me\n  I'm a klepto, nah for real son I'm sick\n  I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit\n  Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think\n  About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink\n  I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run\n  This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?\n\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\n  I'll catch P and Silkk The Shocker right after the Grammy's\n  And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami\n  Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound\n  Like you give me the cash, you put the hot dog down\n  I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before\n  That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more\n  My attitude while robbing J.D.? Fuck you, pay me\n  Had Da Brat with em, should've had his gat with him\n  DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie\n  I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely\n  I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well\n  I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell\n  I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave\n  Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings\n  Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three\n  I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV\n  Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up\n  Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up\n  Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you\n  He said \"Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya\"\n  Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece\n  Told him I want it all he said, \"Even my gold teeth?\"\n  I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep\n  One at a time, get out and take off your shine\n  Did you ever think that you would be this rich?\n  Did you ever think that you would have these hits?\n  Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?\n  And walk off with your shit like it's mine?\n  I'mma keep sticking niggas until I'm living\n  I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins\n  Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens\n  I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee\n  That nigga still eating off Big's first LP\n  I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor\n  He asked me if I had enough, I told him \"gimme some more\"\n  Is you feeling this? Then wait for the sequel\n  I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people\n\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n  This ain't serious\n  Being broke can make you delirious\n  So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger\n  50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?\n\n  For real, yo, you know what I'm saying?\n  Niggas got to get stuck up, that's just how it goes down\n  It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch\n  It don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it\n  You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down\n  50 Cent ain't fucking around, Trackmasters ain't fucking around\n  Crazy Cat ain't fucking around, The Madd Rapper ain't fucking around\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets\n  Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus\n  Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not\n"}]