[{"id":12588788,"name":"09. 8Ball & MJG - Trying To Get At You (feat. 112)","trackName":"09. 8Ball & MJG - Trying To Get At You (feat. 112)","artistName":"8ball & Mjg","albumName":"Living Legends","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"8Ball:\n\nSmash with my niggas, you know how we do\nFlippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\nPetite frame with your little round fat ass\n10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\nI wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\nAnyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you 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bang\n  That's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\n  You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  I wish I would've said somethin\n  That would've made you stopped walkin\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n  And instead of trying to step on you\n  I let another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n\n  MJG:\n\n  Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\n  One that won't play no games and give it to you\n  In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\n  Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\n  Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  MJG:\n\n  You're listenin to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\n  And all day, so motherfuck what they all say\n  Tell em MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot straight into your life like Haley's comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Keep the bullshit we're takin you away from it\n"},{"id":25272943,"name":"Trying to Get at You","trackName":"Trying to Get at You","artistName":"8Ball & MJG","albumName":"Living Legends","duration":258.013333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Majors\nGorilla Tek, yo\nBad Boy, baby\nBall and G\nYeah\nReady?\nSome of that ghetto love shit\nCome on, let's go\n\nSmash with my niggas, you know how we do\n\nFlippin' through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the carwash jumpin' out your E-Class\nPetite frame with ya lil' round fat ass\nTen and a half for your eyes and your pretty toes\nI wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\nAnyway, I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n\nMy windows is tinted so he won't know that you with it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car weed scented\nDrink of Henn', open up, let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real, I never play those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your man, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy, we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a nigga like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin' to be\n\nI wish I woulda said somethin'\nThat woulda made you stop walkin'\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\nI'm steady tryna stunt on you\nI need another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\n\nBaby, you need a hard leg, a straight nigga with no sugar\nOne that won't play no games and give it to ya\n\nIn the buck, doggystyle, the whole mile\n\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you tired of your man hangin' up at your job\nFollowin' you 'round, talkin' 'bout you breakin' his heart\nYou too pretty to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cutthroat nigga, baby, tell you the truth\n\nI'm MJG and I ain't tryna stay in your face\nOr crowd your space, or try to get a key to your place\nI got my own spot, shit, but we gon' hit the hotel\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you're ready\nSee, I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\nTake all of my money, then go invest in a freak\nI see somethin' I like, baby, can I just get a number?\nDon't worry 'bout the stress and the pressure\nHe got you under the gun\n\nI wish I woulda said somethin'\nThat woulda made you stop walkin'\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\nI'm steady tryna stunt on you\nI need another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\n\nIf your boy call, tell him that you rollin' with your girls\nTell him y'all shoppin', you gon' meet him at the crib\nReally I'ma have you somewhere diggin' in your ribs\nPullin' off the rubber and shootin' it on your lips\nDream about the day when I can hold your hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee, you got a nigga, I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\nYou listenin' to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them? They so low\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell 'em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's Comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nPeep the bullshit and take you away from it\n\nI wish I woulda said somethin'\nThat woulda made you stop walkin'\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\nI'm steady tryna stunt on you\nI need another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\n\nCan I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl\nI really wanna know your name, oh\nCan I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl\nI really wanna know your name, oh\n112\nBall and G\n\n112\nBad Boy\nDrum Majors, I see you\nI like this right here\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.64] Drum Majors\n[00:04.06] Gorilla Tek, yo\n[00:07.82] \n[00:11.97] Bad Boy, baby\n[00:13.69] Ball and G\n[00:15.08] Yeah\n[00:16.42] Ready?\n[00:16.82] Some of that ghetto love shit\n[00:18.38] Come on, let's go\n[00:20.68] Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n[00:22.90] Flippin' through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n[00:25.50] At the carwash jumpin' out your E-Class\n[00:27.96] Petite frame with ya lil' round fat ass\n[00:30.53] Ten and a half for your eyes and your pretty toes\n[00:33.26] I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n[00:35.92] Anyway, I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n[00:38.66] My windows is tinted so he won't know that you with it\n[00:40.95] We can cruise the city and get the car weed scented\n[00:43.68] Drink of Henn', open up, let your boy squeeze in it\n[00:46.47] A G for real, I never play those games\n[00:48.86] Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\n[00:51.47] You can stay with your man, act a fool and complain\n[00:53.96] Come and get with your boy, we just hang and bang\n[00:56.52] That's the business but you don't want a nigga like me\n[00:58.91] You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin' to be\n[01:01.85] I wish I woulda said somethin'\n[01:03.64] That woulda made you stop walkin'\n[01:06.99] How can I let you know, girl\n[01:08.95] I'm tryna get at you, baby\n[01:10.99] I'm steady tryna stunt on you\n[01:14.02] I need another nigga up on you\n[01:17.38] How can I let you know, girl\n[01:19.23] I'm tryna get at you, baby\n[01:21.89] Baby, you need a hard leg, a straight nigga with no sugar\n[01:25.35] One that won't play no games and give it to ya\n[01:27.83] In the buck, doggystyle, the whole mile\n[01:30.47] Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n[01:32.67] Ain't you tired of your man hangin' up at your job\n[01:35.25] Followin' you 'round, talkin' 'bout you breakin' his heart\n[01:37.66] You too pretty to have a nigga prettier than you\n[01:40.36] You need a cutthroat nigga, baby, tell you the truth\n[01:42.95] I'm MJG and I ain't tryna stay in your face\n[01:45.46] Or crowd your space, or try to get a key to your place\n[01:48.02] I got my own spot, shit, but we gon' hit the hotel\n[01:50.79] I can't take you to my spot until I know that you're ready\n[01:53.23] See, I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n[01:55.65] Take all of my money, then go invest in a freak\n[01:58.34] I see somethin' I like, baby, can I just get a number?\n[02:00.88] Don't worry 'bout the stress and the pressure\n[02:02.63] He got you under the gun\n[02:03.92] I wish I woulda said somethin'\n[02:06.34] That woulda made you stop walkin'\n[02:08.90] How can I let you know, girl\n[02:10.88] I'm tryna get at you, baby\n[02:12.57] I'm steady tryna stunt on you\n[02:15.92] I need another nigga up on you\n[02:19.23] How can I let you know, girl\n[02:21.12] I'm tryna get at you, baby\n[02:24.21] If your boy call, tell him that you rollin' with your girls\n[02:27.19] Tell him y'all shoppin', you gon' meet him at the crib\n[02:29.71] Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin' in your ribs\n[02:32.33] Pullin' off the rubber and shootin' it on your lips\n[02:34.87] Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n[02:37.16] Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n[02:39.72] See, you got a nigga, I don't wanna see y'all split\n[02:42.13] The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n[02:44.98] You listenin' to your friends again, oh no\n[02:47.59] Why you wanna take advice from them? 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They so low\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell 'em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's Comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nPeep the bullshit and take you away from it\n\nI wish I woulda said somethin'\nThat woulda made you stop walkin'\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\nI'm steady tryna stunt on you\nI need another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\n\nCan I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl\nI really wanna know your name, oh\nCan I talk to you? 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They so low\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell 'em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's Comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nPeep the bullshit and take you away from it\n\nI wish I woulda said somethin'\nThat woulda made you stop walkin'\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\nI'm steady tryna stunt on you\nI need another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm tryna get at you, baby\n\nCan I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl\nI really wanna know your name, oh\nCan I talk to you? 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I really wanna meet you, girl\n  start_ms: 216830\n  end_ms: 221260\n- text: I really wanna know your name, oh\n  start_ms: 221260\n  end_ms: 227000\n- text: '112'\n  start_ms: 227000\n  end_ms: 229570\n- text: Ball and G\n  start_ms: 229570\n  end_ms: 231980\n- text: '112'\n  start_ms: 231980\n  end_ms: 234510\n- text: Bad Boy\n  start_ms: 234510\n  end_ms: 236870\n- text: Drum Majors, I see you\n  start_ms: 236870\n  end_ms: 241300\n- text: I like this right here\n  start_ms: 241300\n  end_ms: 244160\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 244160\n  end_ms: 246750\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 246750\n  end_ms: 257970\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 257970\nplain: |-\n  Drum Majors\n  Gorilla Tek, yo\n  Bad Boy, baby\n  Ball and G\n  Yeah\n  Ready?\n  Some of that ghetto love shit\n  Come on, let's go\n\n  Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n\n  Flippin' through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the carwash jumpin' out your E-Class\n  Petite frame with ya lil' round fat ass\n  Ten and a half for your eyes and your pretty toes\n  I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n  Anyway, I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n\n  My windows is tinted so he won't know that you with it\n  We can cruise the city and get the car weed scented\n  Drink of Henn', open up, let your boy squeeze in it\n  A G for real, I never play those games\n  Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\n  You can stay with your man, act a fool and complain\n  Come and get with your boy, we just hang and bang\n  That's the business but you don't want a nigga like me\n  You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin' to be\n\n  I wish I woulda said somethin'\n  That woulda made you stop walkin'\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm tryna get at you, baby\n  I'm steady tryna stunt on you\n  I need another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm tryna get at you, baby\n\n  Baby, you need a hard leg, a straight nigga with no sugar\n  One that won't play no games and give it to ya\n\n  In the buck, doggystyle, the whole mile\n\n  Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin' up at your job\n  Followin' you 'round, talkin' 'bout you breakin' his heart\n  You too pretty to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cutthroat nigga, baby, tell you the truth\n\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryna stay in your face\n  Or crowd your space, or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot, shit, but we gon' hit the hotel\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you're ready\n  See, I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take all of my money, then go invest in a freak\n  I see somethin' I like, baby, can I just get a number?\n  Don't worry 'bout the stress and the pressure\n  He got you under the gun\n\n  I wish I woulda said somethin'\n  That woulda made you stop walkin'\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm tryna get at you, baby\n  I'm steady tryna stunt on you\n  I need another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm tryna get at you, baby\n\n  If your boy call, tell him that you rollin' with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin', you gon' meet him at the crib\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin' in your ribs\n  Pullin' off the rubber and shootin' it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See, you got a nigga, I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  You listenin' to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them? They so low\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life all night\n  And all day, so motherfuck what they all say\n  Tell 'em MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot straight into your life like Haley's Comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Peep the bullshit and take you away from it\n\n  I wish I woulda said somethin'\n  That woulda made you stop walkin'\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm tryna get at you, baby\n  I'm steady tryna stunt on you\n  I need another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm tryna get at you, baby\n\n  Can I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl\n  I really wanna know your name, oh\n  Can I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl\n  I really wanna know your name, oh\n  112\n  Ball and G\n\n  112\n  Bad Boy\n  Drum Majors, I see you\n  I like this right here\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":12588791,"name":"09. 8Ball & MJG - Trying To Get At You (feat. 112)","trackName":"09. 8Ball & MJG - Trying To Get At You (feat. 112)","artistName":"8ball","albumName":"Living Legends","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"8Ball:\n\nSmash with my niggas, you know how we do\nFlippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\nPetite frame with your little round fat ass\n10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\nI wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\nAnyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n[Chorus]:\n\nI wish I would've said somethin\nThat would've made you stopped walkin\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\nAnd instead of trying to step on you\nI let another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\n\nMJG:\n\nBaby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\nOne that won't play no games and give it to you\nIn the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\nFollowin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\nYou too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\nI'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\nOr croud your space or try to get a key to your place\nI got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\nSee I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\nTake out all my money then go invest in a freak\nI see something I like baby can I just get a number\nDon't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n[Chorus]:\n\n...\n\n8Ball:\n\nLook, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\nTell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\nReally I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\nPullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\nDream about the day when I can hold your hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\nMJG:\n\nYou're listenin to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them, they solo\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nKeep the bullshit we're takin you away from it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 09. 8Ball & MJG - Trying To Get At You (feat. 112)\n  artist: 8ball\n  album: Living Legends\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  8Ball:\n\n  Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n  Flippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\n  Petite frame with your little round fat ass\n  10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\n  I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n  Anyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n  My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\n  We can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\n  Drink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\n  A G for real I never played those games\n  Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\n  You can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\n  Come and get with your boy we just hang and bang\n  That's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\n  You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  I wish I would've said somethin\n  That would've made you stopped walkin\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n  And instead of trying to step on you\n  I let another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n\n  MJG:\n\n  Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\n  One that won't play no games and give it to you\n  In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\n  Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\n  Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  MJG:\n\n  You're listenin to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you 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and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n[Chorus]:\n\nI wish I would've said somethin\nThat would've made you stopped walkin\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\nAnd instead of trying to step on you\nI let another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\n\nMJG:\n\nBaby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\nOne that won't play no games and give it to you\nIn the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\nFollowin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\nYou too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\nI'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\nOr croud your space or try to get a key to your place\nI got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\nSee I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\nTake out all my money then go invest in a freak\nI see something I like baby can I just get a number\nDon't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n[Chorus]:\n\n...\n\n8Ball:\n\nLook, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\nTell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\nReally I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\nPullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\nDream about the day when I can hold your hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\nMJG:\n\nYou're listenin to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them, they solo\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nKeep the bullshit we're takin you away from it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trying To Get At You (Feat. 112)\n  artist: 8Ball & MJG\n  album: Living Legends (Retail)\n  duration_ms: 258064\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  8Ball:\n\n  Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n  Flippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\n  Petite frame with your little round fat ass\n  10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\n  I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n  Anyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n  My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\n  We can cruise 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bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all 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I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n[Chorus]:\n\nI wish I would've said somethin\nThat would've made you stopped walkin\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\nAnd instead of trying to step on you\nI let another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\n\nMJG:\n\nBaby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\nOne that won't play no games and give it to you\nIn the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you 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with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\n  Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  MJG:\n\n  You're listenin to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\n  And all day, so motherfuck what they all say\n  Tell em MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot straight into your life like Haley's comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Keep the bullshit we're takin you away from it\n"},{"id":14284774,"name":"Trying to Get at You (feat. 112)","trackName":"Trying to Get at You (feat. 112)","artistName":"8Ball & MJG","albumName":"Living Legends","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"8Ball:\n\nSmash with my niggas, you know how we do\nFlippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\nPetite frame with your little round fat ass\n10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\nI wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\nAnyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n[Chorus]:\n\nI wish I would've said somethin\nThat would've made you stopped walkin\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\nAnd instead of trying to step on you\nI let another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\n\nMJG:\n\nBaby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\nOne that won't play no games and give it to you\nIn the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\nFollowin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\nYou too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\nI'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\nOr croud your space or try to get a key to your place\nI got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\nSee I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\nTake out all my money then go invest in a freak\nI see something I like baby can I just get a number\nDon't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n[Chorus]:\n\n...\n\n8Ball:\n\nLook, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\nTell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\nReally I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\nPullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\nDream about the day when I can hold your hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\nMJG:\n\nYou're listenin to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them, they solo\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nKeep the bullshit we're takin you away from it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trying to Get at You (feat. 112)\n  artist: 8Ball & MJG\n  album: Living Legends\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  8Ball:\n\n  Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n  Flippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\n  Petite frame with your little round fat ass\n  10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\n  I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n  Anyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n  My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\n  We can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\n  Drink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\n  A G for real I never played those games\n  Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\n  You can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\n  Come and get with your boy we just hang and bang\n  That's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\n  You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  I wish I would've said somethin\n  That would've made you stopped walkin\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n  And instead of trying to step on you\n  I let another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n\n  MJG:\n\n  Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\n  One that won't play no games and give it to you\n  In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\n  Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\n  Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  MJG:\n\n  You're listenin to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\n  And all day, so motherfuck what they all say\n  Tell em MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot straight into your life like Haley's comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Keep the bullshit we're takin you away from it\n"},{"id":11145550,"name":"Trying to Get at You","trackName":"Trying to Get at You","artistName":"8Ball & MJG feat. 112","albumName":"Living Legends","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"8Ball:\n\nSmash with my niggas, you know how we do\nFlippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\nPetite frame with your little round fat ass\n10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\nI wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\nAnyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n[Chorus]:\n\nI wish I would've said somethin\nThat would've made you stopped walkin\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\nAnd instead of trying to step on you\nI let another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\n\nMJG:\n\nBaby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\nOne that won't play no games and give it to you\nIn the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\nFollowin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\nYou too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\nI'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\nOr croud your space or try to get a key to your place\nI got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\nSee I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\nTake out all my money then go invest in a freak\nI see something I like baby can I just get a number\nDon't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n[Chorus]:\n\n...\n\n8Ball:\n\nLook, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\nTell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\nReally I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\nPullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\nDream about the day when I can hold your hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\nMJG:\n\nYou're listenin to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them, they solo\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nKeep the bullshit we're takin you away from it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trying to Get at You\n  artist: 8Ball & MJG feat. 112\n  album: Living Legends\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  8Ball:\n\n  Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n  Flippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\n  Petite frame with your little round fat ass\n  10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\n  I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n  Anyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n  My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\n  We can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\n  Drink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\n  A G for real I never played those games\n  Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\n  You can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\n  Come and get with your boy we just hang and bang\n  That's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\n  You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  I wish I would've said somethin\n  That would've made you stopped walkin\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n  And instead of trying to step on you\n  I let another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n\n  MJG:\n\n  Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\n  One that won't play no games and give it to you\n  In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\n  Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\n  Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  MJG:\n\n  You're listenin to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\n  And all day, so motherfuck what they all say\n  Tell em MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot straight into your life like Haley's comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Keep the bullshit we're takin you away from it\n"},{"id":30545571,"name":"Trying To Get At You (Feat. 112)","trackName":"Trying To Get At You (Feat. 112)","artistName":"8Ball And MJG","albumName":"Living Legends","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"8Ball:\n\nSmash with my niggas, you know how we do\nFlippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\nPetite frame with your little round fat ass\n10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\nI wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\nAnyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\nWe can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\nDrink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\nA G for real I never played those games\nWanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\nYou can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with your boy we just hang and bang\nThat's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\nYou want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n[Chorus]:\n\nI wish I would've said somethin\nThat would've made you stopped walkin\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\nAnd instead of trying to step on you\nI let another nigga up on you\nHow can I let you know, girl\nI'm trying to get at you, baby\n\nMJG:\n\nBaby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\nOne that won't play no games and give it to you\nIn the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\nMix it up, with the new and the old style\nAin't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\nFollowin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\nYou too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\nI'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\nOr croud your space or try to get a key to your place\nI got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\nSee I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\nTake out all my money then go invest in a freak\nI see something I like baby can I just get a number\nDon't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n[Chorus]:\n\n...\n\n8Ball:\n\nLook, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\nTell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\nReally I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\nPullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\nDream about the day when I can hold your hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\nMJG:\n\nYou're listenin to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them, they solo\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\nAnd all day, so motherfuck what they all say\nTell em MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot straight into your life like Haley's comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nKeep the bullshit we're takin you away from it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trying To Get At You (Feat. 112)\n  artist: 8Ball And MJG\n  album: Living Legends\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  8Ball:\n\n  Smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n  Flippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class\n  Petite frame with your little round fat ass\n  10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes\n  I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though\n  Anyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n  My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it\n  We can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it\n  Drink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it\n  A G for real I never played those games\n  Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain\n  You can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain\n  Come and get with your boy we just hang and bang\n  That's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me\n  You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  I wish I would've said somethin\n  That would've made you stopped walkin\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n  And instead of trying to step on you\n  I let another nigga up on you\n  How can I let you know, girl\n  I'm trying to get at you, baby\n\n  MJG:\n\n  Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga\n  One that won't play no games and give it to you\n  In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile\n  Mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job\n  Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart\n  You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face\n  Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place\n  I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready\n  See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week\n  Take out all my money then go invest in a freak\n  I see something I like baby can I just get a number\n  Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under\n\n  [Chorus]:\n\n  ...\n\n  8Ball:\n\n  Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls\n  Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill\n  Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs\n  Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips\n  Dream about the day when I can hold your hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n\n  MJG:\n\n  You're listenin to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\n  And all day, so motherfuck what they all say\n  Tell em MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot straight into your life like Haley's comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Keep the bullshit we're takin you away from it\n"},{"id":39568645,"name":"Trying to Get at You (feat. 112) (C&S Version)","trackName":"Trying to Get at You (feat. 112) (C&S Version)","artistName":"8Ball & MJG","albumName":"Living Legends (- Chopped And Screwed)","duration":306.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Majorz\nGorilla Tek, y'all\nBad Boy, baby\nBall and G\nYeah\nYou ready?\nSome of that ghetto love shit\nCome on, let's go\n\nSmash, smash with my niggas, you know how we do\nFlippin' through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\nAt the car wash, jumpin' out your E-Class\nPetite frame with ya lil' round fat ass\nTen and a half for ya eyes and ya pretty toes\nI wanna know ya, I heard, I heard you got a nigga, though\nAnyway, I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\nMy window, windows is tinted so he won't know that you in it\nCruise, cruise the city and get the car weed-scented\nDrink of Henn', open up, let ya boy squeeze in it\nA G for real, I never played those games\nWanna get in ya brain, put some ice in ya chain\nStay with, stay with ya man, act a fool and complain\nCome and get with ya boy, we just hang and bang\nThat's the business, but you don't want a nigga like me\nYou want a weak-ass nigga just pretendin' to be\n\nWish I could say somethin'\nThat would make you stop walkin'\nCan I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\nPut a touch, touch on ya\nAnd let another nigga up under you\nCan I, can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n\nBaby, you need a hard leg, a straight nigga with no shit\nOne, one that won't play no games and give it to ya\nIn the, in the buck, doggystyle, the whole mile\nMix it, mix it up, with the new and the old style\nTired, tired of your man hangin' up at your job\nFollowin' you 'round, talkin' 'bout you breakin' his heart\nYou too pretty to have a nigga prettier than you\nYou need a cut-throat nigga, baby, tell you the truth\nI'm MJG, and I ain't tryna stay in ya face\nOr crowd you, or try, or try to get a key to ya place\nOur own, our own spot, shit, but we gon' hit the hotel and\nI can't take you to my spot until I know that you're ready\nSee, I ain't with the fall, fall in love just in a week\nTake all of my money, then, then go invest in a freak\nI see somethin' 'bout baby, baby, can I just get a number?\nDon't worry 'bout the stress and the pressure, we got ya under\n\nWish I could say somethin'\nThat would make you stop walkin'\nCan I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\nPut a touch, touch on ya\nAnd let another nigga up under you\nCan I, can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n\nLook, if ya boy call, tell him that you rollin' with ya girl\nTell him, tell him y'all shoppin', you gon' meet him at the crib\nReally, I'ma have you somewhere diggin' in ya ribs\nPullin', pullin' out the rubber, shootin', shootin' it off ya lip\nDream about the day when I can hold ya hips\nWanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\nSee, you got a nigga, I don't wanna see y'all split\nThe real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\nYou listenin' to your friends again, oh no\nWhy you wanna take advice from them? They so low\nI'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\nAnd all day, so what the fuck what they all say?\nM, M, MJ said it and MJ done it\nShot, shot straight into your life like Haley's Comet\nEliminated them other cats who wanna run it\nPeep the, peep the bullshit and take you away from it\n\nWish I could say somethin'\nThat would make you stop walkin'\nCan I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\nPut a touch, touch on ya\nAnd let another nigga up under you\nCan I, can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n\nCan I talk to you? I really, really wanna know you, girl\nI really, really wanna know your name, oh\nCan I talk to you? I really wanna know you, girl\nI really wanna know your name, oh\n112\nSwishahouse remix\nBall and G\n112\nBad Boy\nDrum Majorz, I see you\nI like this right here","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trying to Get at You (feat. 112) (C&S Version)\n  artist: 8Ball & MJG\n  album: Living Legends (- Chopped And Screwed)\n  duration_ms: 306000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drum Majorz\n  Gorilla Tek, y'all\n  Bad Boy, baby\n  Ball and G\n  Yeah\n  You ready?\n  Some of that ghetto love shit\n  Come on, let's go\n\n  Smash, smash with my niggas, you know how we do\n  Flippin' through the hood, that's when I bumped into you\n  At the car wash, jumpin' out your E-Class\n  Petite frame with ya lil' round fat ass\n  Ten and a half for ya eyes and ya pretty toes\n  I wanna know ya, I heard, I heard you got a nigga, though\n  Anyway, I'ma spit it like I know that you with it\n  My window, windows is tinted so he won't know that you in it\n  Cruise, cruise the city and get the car weed-scented\n  Drink of Henn', open up, let ya boy squeeze in it\n  A G for real, I never played those games\n  Wanna get in ya brain, put some ice in ya chain\n  Stay with, stay with ya man, act a fool and complain\n  Come and get with ya boy, we just hang and bang\n  That's the business, but you don't want a nigga like me\n  You want a weak-ass nigga just pretendin' to be\n\n  Wish I could say somethin'\n  That would make you stop walkin'\n  Can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n  Put a touch, touch on ya\n  And let another nigga up under you\n  Can I, can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n\n  Baby, you need a hard leg, a straight nigga with no shit\n  One, one that won't play no games and give it to ya\n  In the, in the buck, doggystyle, the whole mile\n  Mix it, mix it up, with the new and the old style\n  Tired, tired of your man hangin' up at your job\n  Followin' you 'round, talkin' 'bout you breakin' his heart\n  You too pretty to have a nigga prettier than you\n  You need a cut-throat nigga, baby, tell you the truth\n  I'm MJG, and I ain't tryna stay in ya face\n  Or crowd you, or try, or try to get a key to ya place\n  Our own, our own spot, shit, but we gon' hit the hotel and\n  I can't take you to my spot until I know that you're ready\n  See, I ain't with the fall, fall in love just in a week\n  Take all of my money, then, then go invest in a freak\n  I see somethin' 'bout baby, baby, can I just get a number?\n  Don't worry 'bout the stress and the pressure, we got ya under\n\n  Wish I could say somethin'\n  That would make you stop walkin'\n  Can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n  Put a touch, touch on ya\n  And let another nigga up under you\n  Can I, can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n\n  Look, if ya boy call, tell him that you rollin' with ya girl\n  Tell him, tell him y'all shoppin', you gon' meet him at the crib\n  Really, I'ma have you somewhere diggin' in ya ribs\n  Pullin', pullin' out the rubber, shootin', shootin' it off ya lip\n  Dream about the day when I can hold ya hips\n  Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch\n  See, you got a nigga, I don't wanna see y'all split\n  The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit\n  You listenin' to your friends again, oh no\n  Why you wanna take advice from them? They so low\n  I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night\n  And all day, so what the fuck what they all say?\n  M, M, MJ said it and MJ done it\n  Shot, shot straight into your life like Haley's Comet\n  Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it\n  Peep the, peep the bullshit and take you away from it\n\n  Wish I could say somethin'\n  That would make you stop walkin'\n  Can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n  Put a touch, touch on ya\n  And let another nigga up under you\n  Can I, can I let you know, girl, tryna, tryna get at you, baby\n\n  Can I talk to you? I really, really wanna know you, girl\n  I really, really wanna know your name, oh\n  Can I talk to you? I really wanna know you, girl\n  I really wanna know your name, oh\n  112\n  Swishahouse remix\n  Ball and G\n  112\n  Bad Boy\n  Drum Majorz, I see you\n  I like this right here\n"}]