[{"id":9728256,"name":"Wish Me Luck (extended version)","trackName":"Wish Me Luck (extended version)","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Wish Me Luck","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"At least you can wish me luck\n\nWhat happen to wishing a nigga luck?\nI could clearly pee a snake through these Cartier buffs\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothing\n\nBGE but we move around like the black mafia family\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers around me\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun Li\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from selling dope to selling out arenas\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you can wish me luck\nA nigga moving weight\nTryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state\nAt least you could wish me luck\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\nAt least you could wish me luck\nI don't go hand to hand\nIt go gram after gram\nYeah, holler at me man\nAt least you could wish me luck\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\nAt least you could wish me luck\n\nThe Ds ain't that good, these niggas is ratting\nThey telling what's going on, that's how they know what's happening\nI'm riding with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that coca-cola\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in they vein\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't coming, her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst ACS find out she's knocked up\nWelfare ain't an option when the feds come knocking\nIt's all fucked up so wish me luck\n\nAt least you can wish me luck\nA nigga moving weight\nTryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state\nAt least you could wish me luck\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\nAt least you could wish me luck\nI don't go hand to hand\nIt go gram after gram\nYeah, holler at me man\nAt least you could wish me luck\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\nAt least you could wish me luck\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store\nMe and my bro bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord\nWe was raised off the Good Book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbook\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that\nSpot getting hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised this way\nNow we up, down, a pound up, fuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you can wish me luck\nA nigga moving weight\nTryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state\nAt least you could wish me luck\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\nAt least you could wish me luck\nI don't go hand to hand\nIt go gram after gram\nYeah, holler at me man\nAt least you could wish me luck\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\nAt least you could wish me luck\nAt least you could wish me luck\nYeah, wish me luck\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.31] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.43] Go, what happened to wishin' a - luck? (Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (extended version)\n artist: 50 Cent\n album: Wish Me Luck\n duration_ms: 193000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: At least you could wish me luck\n start_ms: 4310\n end_ms: 5430\n- text: Go, what happened to wishin' a - luck? 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.10] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.68] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? (Uh)\n[00:07.87] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.62] I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n[00:13.43] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n[00:14.92] I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n[00:16.11] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.89] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n[00:21.71] You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n[00:24.13] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n[00:27.17] You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n[00:30.05] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.72] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.42] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.38] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.49] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:41.10] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.03] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.76] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.46] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:52.39] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.02] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.98] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.78] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:03.46] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.13] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.63] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.64] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.37] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.95] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.59] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.48] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.23] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.50] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:30.97] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.68] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.31] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.07] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.70] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.65] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.64] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.05] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.27] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.57] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:59.34] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.97] We was raised off the good book\n[02:03.57] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:05.78] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.14] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:12.43] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:15.08] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.56] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.82] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:22.07] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.62] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.06] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.90] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.57] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.24] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:37.06] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.76] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.51] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.29] At least you wish me luck\n[02:49.63] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.52] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.87] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.32] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[03:05.74] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (extended explicit version)\n artist: 50 Cent\n album: Wish Me Luck\n duration_ms: 193128\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: At least you could wish me luck\n start_ms: 4100\n end_ms: 5680\n- text: Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n"},{"id":9271564,"name":"Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)","trackName":"Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"At least you could wish me luck\nGo, what happened to wishing a nigga luck?\nI could clearly peep a snake\nThrough these Cartier buffs\nI was that nigga in the cut that\nThey had thought wouldn't be nothing\nJust wanted to play and the\nStreets had forced my hand\nI had to do something\nBGE but we move around like\nThe Black Mafia Family\nI can't have snitches in my circle\nGot real murderers around me\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap\nBreak down a brick to Chun-Li\nI put my quota in some baggies\nGive the rest to auntie you ain't mobile\nBring it to your door and\nServe ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from selling\nDope to selling out arenas?\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice\nLife 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Feds come knocking\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nI don't go hand to hand\nIt go gram after gram yeah, holla at me man\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me\nI am a pharmacy drug store\nMe and my bro bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look\nFeds tryna build a case, say my\nFace is a good look, fuck that\nSpot getting hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (Damn)\nFuck, stuck, 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)\n artist: 50 Cent\n album: Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)\n duration_ms: 194000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: At least you could wish me luck\n start_ms: 4310\n end_ms: 5430\n- text: Go, what happened to wishin' a - luck? 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.17] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.60] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.83] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? (Uh)\n[00:08.04] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.73] I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n[00:13.19] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n[00:15.59] I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n[00:16.49] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.47] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n[00:21.66] You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n[00:24.03] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n[00:26.54] You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n[00:29.44] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.52] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:34.77] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.68] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:39.20] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:40.95] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:43.60] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:47.27] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.46] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:51.87] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:54.97] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.43] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:59.40] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:02.43] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:05.90] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.72] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:10.73] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.04] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.84] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.01] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:21.86] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.28] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:27.76] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:29.89] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:31.37] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.55] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:35.78] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.04] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.72] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.62] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.58] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:49.87] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.04] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:55.36] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.85] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.74] We was raised off the good book\n[02:04.30] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.26] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.21] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:10.67] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:14.64] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:16.88] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.51] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:23.75] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:24.72] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.11] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.47] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.56] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.25] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:36.62] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.47] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:40.82] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:44.19] At least you wish me luck\n[02:46.63] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:51.22] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:53.47] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:54.39] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[02:54.90] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[02:55.71] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck\n artist: 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, Moneybagg yo, Charlie Wilson\n album: Wish Me Luck\n duration_ms: 180000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: At least you could wish me luck\n start_ms: 1320\n end_ms: 5830\n- text: Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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(Uh)\n I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\n BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\n You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck\n artist: 50 Cent feat. 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck\n artist: 50 Cent feat. 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cake\nI'm in and out of state\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nI don't go hand to hand\nIt go gram after gram yeah, holla at me man\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake\nIt's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight\n(At least you could wish me luck)\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me\nI am a pharmacy drug store\nMe and my bro bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look\nFeds tryna build a case, say my\nFace is a good look, fuck that\nSpot getting hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (Damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state\n(At least you could wish me 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buffs\n I was that nigga in the cut that\n They had thought wouldn't be nothing\n Just wanted to play and the\n Streets had forced my hand\n I had to do something\n BGE but we move around like\n The Black Mafia Family\n I can't have snitches in my circle\n Got real murderers around me\n You can't just kick shit in my trap\n Break down a brick to Chun-Li\n I put my quota in some baggies\n Give the rest to auntie you ain't mobile\n Bring it to your door and\n Serve ya like subpoenas\n How the hell you go from selling\n Dope to selling out arenas?\n You can win, bet it all, roll the dice\n Life a gamble\n Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n At least you could wish me luck\n A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n I'm in and out of state\n (At least you could wish me luck)\n Too many niggas fake\n It's hard to tell a snake\n One more flip and I'm straight\n (At least you could wish me luck)\n I don't go hand to hand\n It go gram after gram yeah, holla at me man\n (At least you 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.10] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.68] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.87] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? (Uh)\n[00:08.02] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.73] I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n[00:13.14] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n[00:15.53] I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n[00:16.49] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.50] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n[00:21.69] You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n[00:24.06] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n[00:26.56] You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n[00:29.43] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.54] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:34.74] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.62] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:39.27] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:40.99] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:43.60] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:47.24] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.40] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:51.87] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:54.96] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.47] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:59.47] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:02.43] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:05.90] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.73] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:10.70] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.02] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.83] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.04] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:21.84] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.21] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:27.76] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:29.88] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:31.36] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.59] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:35.77] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.05] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.78] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.64] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.52] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:49.82] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.08] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:55.37] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.84] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.76] We was raised off the good book\n[02:04.35] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.24] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.20] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:10.66] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:14.62] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:16.87] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.53] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:23.79] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:24.71] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.14] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.43] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.51] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.26] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:36.67] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.45] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:40.81] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:44.17] At least you wish me luck\n[02:46.62] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:51.29] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:53.43] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:54.32] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[02:54.97] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[02:55.79] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.30] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 50 Cent feat. 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(Uh)\n I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\n BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\n You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.83] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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(Wish me luck)\n[00:32.52] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:34.77] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.68] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:39.20] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:40.95] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:43.60] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:47.27] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.46] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:51.87] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:54.97] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.43] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:59.40] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:02.43] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:05.90] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.72] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:10.73] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.04] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.84] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.01] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:21.86] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.28] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:27.76] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:29.89] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:31.37] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.55] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:35.78] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.04] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.72] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.62] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.58] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:49.87] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.04] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:55.36] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.85] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.74] We was raised off the good book\n[02:04.30] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.26] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.21] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:10.67] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:14.64] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:16.88] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.51] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:23.75] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:24.72] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.11] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.47] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.56] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.25] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:36.62] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.47] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:40.82] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:44.19] At least you wish me luck\n[02:46.63] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:51.22] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:53.47] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:54.39] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[02:54.90] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[02:55.71] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 50 Cent feat. 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (extended version)\n artist: 50 Cent feat. 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (extended version)\n artist: 50 Cent feat. 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.87] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? (Uh)\n[00:08.02] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.73] I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n[00:13.14] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n[00:15.53] I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n[00:16.49] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.50] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n[00:21.69] You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n[00:24.06] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n[00:26.56] You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n[00:29.43] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.54] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:34.74] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.62] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:39.27] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:40.99] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:43.60] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:47.24] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.40] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:51.87] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:54.96] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.47] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:59.47] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:02.43] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:05.90] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.73] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:10.70] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.02] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.83] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.04] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:21.84] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.21] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:27.76] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:29.88] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:31.36] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.59] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:35.77] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.05] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.78] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.64] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.52] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:49.82] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.08] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:55.37] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.84] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.76] We was raised off the good book\n[02:04.35] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.24] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.20] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:10.66] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:14.62] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:16.87] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.53] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:23.79] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:24.71] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.14] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.43] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.51] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.26] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:36.67] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.45] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:40.81] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:44.17] At least you wish me luck\n[02:46.62] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:51.29] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:53.43] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:54.32] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[02:54.97] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[02:55.79] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.30] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 50 Cent feat. 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.17] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.60] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? (Uh)\n[00:07.83] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.61] I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n[00:13.41] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n[00:14.98] I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n[00:16.10] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.85] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n[00:21.75] You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n[00:24.15] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n[00:27.15] You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n[00:30.08] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? 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(Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.17] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.60] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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(Wish me luck)\n[00:32.72] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.42] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.33] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:41.13] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.00] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.72] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.43] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:52.38] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.07] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.95] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.79] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:03.43] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.17] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.66] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.65] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.33] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.95] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.54] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.40] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.26] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.97] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.51] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:30.98] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.65] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.31] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.03] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.71] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.67] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.69] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.09] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.29] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.52] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:59.33] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.98] We was raised off the good book\n[02:03.55] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:05.74] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.11] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:12.49] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:15.02] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.58] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.85] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:22.02] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.61] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.02] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.99] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.57] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.26] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:37.04] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.71] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.55] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.20] At least you wish me luck\n[02:49.68] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.56] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.88] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.34] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.08] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[03:05.72] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.55] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (extended explicit version)\n artist: 50 Cent feat. 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wish me luck\n Too many niggas fake\n It's hard to tell a snake\n One more flip and I'm straight\n At least you could wish me luck\n I don't go hand to hand\n It go gram after gram\n Yeah, holler at me man\n At least you could wish me luck\n Too many niggas fake\n It's hard to tell a snake\n One more flip and I'm straight\n At least you could wish me luck\n\n Nigga started off as a youngster\n Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store\n Me and my bro bro, drug lords\n Momma, pray for us, oh Lord\n We was raised off the Good Book\n Now we in the kitchen with the cookbook\n Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look\n Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that\n Spot getting hot so we shook to the A\n I know damn well we wasn't raised this way\n Now we up, down, a pound up, fuck, stuck, fuck\n\n At least you can wish me luck\n A nigga moving weight\n Tryna get the cake\n I'm in and out of state\n At least you could wish me luck\n Too many niggas fake\n It's hard to tell a snake\n One more flip and I'm straight\n At least you could wish me luck\n I don't go hand to hand\n It go gram after gram\n Yeah, holler at me man\n At least you could wish me luck\n Too many niggas fake\n It's hard to tell a snake\n One more flip and I'm straight\n At least you could wish me luck\n At least you could wish me luck\n Yeah, wish me luck\n All you gotta do is wish me luck\n"},{"id":11539295,"name":"Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)","trackName":"Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)","artistName":"50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, Moneybagg Yo, Charlie Wilson","albumName":"Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"At least you can wish me luck\n\nWhat happen to wishing a nigga luck?\nI could clearly pee a snake through these Cartier buffs\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothing\n\nBGE but we move around like the black mafia family\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)\n artist: 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, Moneybagg Yo, Charlie Wilson\n album: Wish Me Luck (Extended Version)\n duration_ms: 193000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: At least you could wish me luck\n start_ms: 4310\n end_ms: 5430\n- text: Go, what happened to wishin' a - luck? 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(Uh)\nI could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\nI was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\nJust wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\nI had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n\nBGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\nI can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\nYou can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\nI put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n\nYou ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\nHow the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\nYou can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\nClose your eyes and blow out a candle\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nThe D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\nThey tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\nI'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\nGhetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n\nThousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\nThey snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\nShorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\nWhen it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\nWelfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\nIt's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nNigga started off as a youngster\nIron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\nMe and my bro-bro, drug lords\nMomma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n\nWe was raised off the good book\nNow we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\nStrap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\nFeds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n\nSpot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\nI know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\nNow we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\nFuck, stuck, fuck\n\nAt least you could wish me luck\nA nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\nI'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nI don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\nYeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\nToo many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\nOne more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n\nAt least you wish me luck\nOh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\nAll you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\nI'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\nAll you got to do is wish me luck\nYes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.17] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:05.60] Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? (Uh)\n[00:07.83] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.61] I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin'\n[00:13.41] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand\n[00:14.98] I had to do somethin' (wish me luck)\n[00:16.10] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.85] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brr) (wish me luck)\n[00:21.75] You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (nah)\n[00:24.15] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (yes, sir) (wish me luck)\n[00:27.15] You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas\n[00:30.08] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.72] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.42] Close your eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.33] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[00:41.13] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.00] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.72] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.43] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[00:52.38] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.07] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.95] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.79] The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'\n[01:03.43] They tell em' what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.17] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.66] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.65] Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos\n[01:14.33] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:16.95] Shorty crying, Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.54] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.40] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.26] It's all fucked up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.97] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.51] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[01:30.98] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.65] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.31] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.03] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[01:41.71] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.67] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.69] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.09] Nigga started off as a youngster\n[01:52.29] Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.52] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:59.33] Momma, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.98] We was raised off the good book\n[02:03.55] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:05.74] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.11] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that (wish me luck)\n[02:12.49] Spot gettin' hot so we shook to the A\n[02:15.02] I know damn well we wasn't raised that way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.58] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn)\n[02:20.85] Fuck, stuck, fuck\n[02:22.02] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.61] A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake\n[02:26.02] I'm in and out of state (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:28.99] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.57] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.26] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram\n[02:37.04] Yeah, holla at me man (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.71] Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.55] One more flip and I'm straight (at least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.20] At least you wish me luck\n[02:49.68] Oh-oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.56] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:56.88] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.34] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.08] All you got to do is wish me luck\n[03:05.72] Yes, you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.55] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (Extended Explicit Version)\n artist: 50 Cent; Snoop Dogg; Moneybagg Yo; Charlie Wilson\n album: Wish Me Luck (Extended Explicit Version)\n duration_ms: 193000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: At least you could wish me luck\n start_ms: 4170\n end_ms: 5600\n- text: Go, what happened to wishin' a nigga luck? 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(Huh?)\n[00:07.86] I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs (wish me luck)\n[00:10.85] I was that n- in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothin' (remember)\n[00:13.55] Just wanted to play, and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do somethin' (who that?)\n[00:16.00] BGE, but we move around like the Black Mafia Family (uh)\n[00:18.87] I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers 'round me (brrt, wish me luck)\n[00:21.61] You can't just kick - in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li (no)\n[00:24.40] I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie (bless her, wish me luck)\n[00:27.46] You ain't mobile? Bring it to yo' door and serve ya like subpoena\n[00:30.18] How the hell you go from sellin' dope to sellin' out arenas? (Wish me luck)\n[00:32.98] You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble\n[00:35.62] Close yo' eyes and blow out a candle\n[00:37.43] At least you could wish me luck\n[00:38.48] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[00:42.86] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:44.14] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:46.86] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:48.31] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:49.86] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[00:53.88] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[00:55.36] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[00:57.76] One more flip and I'm straight\n[00:59.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:00.74] The D's ain't that good, these - is rattin'\n[01:03.41] They tell 'em what's goin' on, that's how they know what's happenin' (wish me luck)\n[01:06.49] I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola\n[01:08.74] Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola (wish me luck)\n[01:11.79] Thousand grams of pure though, I - with the weirdos\n[01:14.23] They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein (wish me luck)\n[01:17.08] Shawty cryin', Christmas ain't comin', her pops locked up\n[01:19.62] When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up (wish me luck)\n[01:22.77] Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knockin'\n[01:25.35] It's all f- up, so wish me luck\n[01:26.96] At least you could wish me luck\n[01:28.62] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[01:32.45] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:33.74] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:36.23] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:37.64] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:39.31] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[01:43.40] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:44.91] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[01:47.43] One more flip and I'm straight\n[01:48.94] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[01:50.40] - started off as a youngsta, iron and arms with me\n[01:54.29] I am a pharmacy, drug store (wish me luck)\n[01:56.28] Me and my bro-bro, drug lords\n[01:58.86] Mama, pray for us, oh Lord (wish me luck)\n[02:01.81] We was raised off the Good Book\n[02:04.04] Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks\n[02:06.35] Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look (wish me luck)\n[02:08.46] Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look (wish me luck)\n[02:12.09] - that, spot gettin' hot, so we shook to the A\n[02:15.09] I know damn well we wasn't raised this way (wish me luck)\n[02:17.91] Now we up, down, a pound, up (damn), -, stuck, -\n[02:22.29] At least you could wish me luck\n[02:23.47] A - movin' weight, tryna get the cake, I'm in and outta state\n[02:27.44] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:29.10] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:31.80] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:33.23] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:34.51] I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram, yeah, holla at me man\n[02:38.57] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:39.90] Too many - fake, it's hard to tell a snake\n[02:42.78] One more flip and I'm straight\n[02:44.09] (At least you could wish me luck)\n[02:47.14] At least you could wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:50.00] Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:54.61] All you gotta do is wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[02:57.19] I'm so tired out here (wish me luck)\n[02:59.12] 'Cause all that I done been through (wish me luck)\n[03:02.03] All you gotta do is wish me luck\n[03:06.41] Yes you can, please wish me luck (wish me luck)\n[03:08.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wish Me Luck (Extended Version) [feat. 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