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Uh (testing, testing)\nListen (uh-huh)\n\nMy whole life I just wanted to be a rapper\nThen I grewed up and the boy became a rapper\nAnd my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper\nShe said, \"Watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya\"\n\nTo the block, to-to-to-to-to the block\nDon't know why (eh-eh), ayy, ayy (eh-eh), ayy\nTo the, to the block, to the, to the, to the block (word, word)\nWo-wo-wo-word\n\nGot my first pager, that was 1998\nSneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late (hello)\nMama on the motherfuckin' line, \"Boy, you cray\"\nI was trappin' since a young nigga by the way\nBack, way back then, boy, I was a different dude (dude)\nStanding on the corner like I ain't got shit to do (do)\nNowadays (uh-huh), feelin' like I ain't got shit to prove (to prove)\nAll the beef is lookin' minuscule (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nAnd I modeled Dior, but I'm still a rapper (yeah)\nTook a little detour, but I'm still a rapper (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nUsed to be a D-boy, but I'm still a rapper\nMy whole life, I was livin' like a trapper (trapper)\nShacked next to Casanova, locked up on the island\nI don't brag about it 'cause it never really matter\nKnew that I would never go back, don't hold back\nJust shine my golden teeth\nJust throw my dubs sack, that boof pack\nThat specimen, I could beef with OG beepers (woah), nigga\n\nUh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh\nWhy he move his hands all around like a rapper? Uh\nWhy he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? Uh (testing, testing)\nUh (testing, testing), uh-huh\n\nAll I ever wanted was some money and some jewels (jewels)\nPray my YouTube reach 100,000,000 views (million)\nPray I make a little extra cash for my dues (dues)\nLike, all she ever wanted was some ass for her boobs\nSneaky, uh, why she freaky? Uh, why she geeking?\nWhen she see me, uh, why she kinky? Uh\nWhy she wanna be my... (huh, huh)\n20 years later and God still ain't make no errors (make it)\nYou could be authentic, it's just living trial and error (you gotta take it)\nSitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cellophone\nBut cozy beeper all I needed (hello)\nOG beeper all I needed (hello)\n\nMy whole life, I just wanted to be that nigga (nigga)\nAll my ex-hoes, they was turning into strippers (bitch)\nThen the whole time they was fucking other niggas (what?)\nI paid no mind, I'm like, \"Fuck them other niggas\" (fuck 'em)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.56] Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh\n[00:03.38] Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? Uh\n[00:06.69] Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? Uh (testing, testing)\n[00:11.27] Listen (uh-huh)\n[00:13.20] My whole life I just wanted to be a rapper\n[00:16.53] Then I grewed up and the boy became a rapper\n[00:19.71] And my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper\n[00:22.81] She said, \"Watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya\"\n[00:28.18] To the block, to-to-to-to-to the block\n[00:30.80] Don't know why (eh-eh), ayy, ayy (eh-eh), ayy\n[00:34.75] To the, to the block, to the, to the, to the block (word, word)\n[00:39.16] Wo-wo-wo-word\n[00:41.15] Got my first pager, that was 1998\n[00:44.25] Sneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late (hello)\n[00:47.78] Mama on the motherfuckin' line, \"Boy, you cray\"\n[00:50.92] I was trappin' since a young nigga by the way\n[00:53.92] Back, way back then, boy, I was a different dude (dude)\n[00:57.53] Standing on the corner like I ain't got shit to do (do)\n[01:00.98] Nowadays (uh-huh), feelin' like I ain't got shit to prove (to prove)\n[01:05.03] All the beef is lookin' minuscule (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:07.41] And I modeled Dior, but I'm still a rapper (yeah)\n[01:10.72] Took a little detour, but I'm still a rapper (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:14.03] Used to be a D-boy, but I'm still a rapper\n[01:17.38] My whole life, I was livin' like a trapper (trapper)\n[01:20.57] Shacked next to Casanova, locked up on the island\n[01:23.75] I don't brag about it 'cause it never really matter\n[01:26.49] Knew that I would never go back, don't hold back\n[01:28.63] Just shine my golden teeth\n[01:30.07] Just throw my dubs sack, that boof pack\n[01:31.66] That specimen, I could beef with OG beepers (woah), nigga\n[01:34.15] Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh\n[01:37.03] Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? Uh\n[01:40.15] Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? Uh (testing, testing)\n[01:44.84] Uh (testing, testing), uh-huh\n[01:47.00] All I ever wanted was some money and some jewels (jewels)\n[01:50.26] Pray my YouTube reach 100,000,000 views (million)\n[01:53.57] Pray I make a little extra cash for my dues (dues)\n[01:56.41] Like, all she ever wanted was some ass for her boobs\n[01:59.98] Sneaky, uh, why she freaky? Uh, why she geeking?\n[02:02.95] When she see me, uh, why she kinky? Uh\n[02:05.41] Why she wanna be my... (huh, huh)\n[02:08.23] 20 years later and God still ain't make no errors (make it)\n[02:11.51] You could be authentic, it's just living trial and error (you gotta take it)\n[02:14.87] Sitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cellophone\n[02:18.09] But cozy beeper all I needed (hello)\n[02:19.90] OG beeper all I needed (hello)\n[02:21.59] My whole life, I just wanted to be that nigga (nigga)\n[02:24.62] All my ex-hoes, they was turning into strippers (bitch)\n[02:27.93] Then the whole time they was fucking other niggas (what?)\n[02:31.29] I paid no mind, I'm like, \"Fuck them other niggas\" (fuck 'em)\n[02:33.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: OG Beeper\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: TESTING (24-Bit / 44.1 kHz)\n  duration_ms: 156000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh\n  start_ms: 560\n  end_ms: 3380\n- text: Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? 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Uh (testing, testing)\n  Listen (uh-huh)\n\n  My whole life I just wanted to be a rapper\n  Then I grewed up and the boy became a rapper\n  And my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper\n  She said, \"Watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya\"\n\n  To the block, to-to-to-to-to the block\n  Don't know why (eh-eh), ayy, ayy (eh-eh), ayy\n  To the, to the block, to the, to the, to the block (word, word)\n  Wo-wo-wo-word\n\n  Got my first pager, that was 1998\n  Sneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late (hello)\n  Mama on the motherfuckin' line, \"Boy, you cray\"\n  I was trappin' since a young nigga by the way\n  Back, way back then, boy, I was a different dude (dude)\n  Standing on the corner like I ain't got shit to do (do)\n  Nowadays (uh-huh), feelin' like I ain't got shit to prove (to prove)\n  All the beef is lookin' minuscule (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  And I modeled Dior, but I'm still a rapper (yeah)\n  Took a little detour, but I'm still a rapper (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Used to be a D-boy, but I'm still a rapper\n  My whole life, I was livin' like a trapper (trapper)\n  Shacked next to Casanova, locked up on the island\n  I don't brag about it 'cause it never really matter\n  Knew that I would never go back, don't hold back\n  Just shine my golden teeth\n  Just throw my dubs sack, that boof pack\n  That specimen, I could beef with OG beepers (woah), nigga\n\n  Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh\n  Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? 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start_ms: 112270\n  end_ms: 115560\n- text: Like all she ever wanted was some ass for her boo\n  start_ms: 115560\n  end_ms: 118790\n- text: Sneaking, uh, why she freak you (freaky), uh, why she geeking\n  start_ms: 118790\n  end_ms: 122040\n- text: When she see me (see me), why she kinky, uh\n  start_ms: 122040\n  end_ms: 124330\n- text: Why she wanna be my\n  start_ms: 124330\n  end_ms: 126930\n- text: Twenty years later and God still ain't make no errors (make it)\n  start_ms: 126930\n  end_ms: 130490\n- text: You could be authentic, it's just living trial and error (you gotta take it)\n  start_ms: 130490\n  end_ms: 133810\n- text: Sitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cello-phone\n  start_ms: 133810\n  end_ms: 136950\n- text: But cozy beeper, all I needed (hello)\n  start_ms: 136950\n  end_ms: 138840\n- text: OG beeper, all I needed (hello)\n  start_ms: 138840\n  end_ms: 140260\n- text: My whole life I just wanted to be that nigga (nigga)\n  start_ms: 140260\n  end_ms: 143540\n- text: All my ex hoes, they was turning into stripper (bitch)\n  start_ms: 143540\n  end_ms: 146780\n- text: Man the whole time they was fucking other niggas (what)\n  start_ms: 146780\n  end_ms: 150220\n- text: I paid no mind, I'm like fuck them other niggas (fuck 'em)\n  start_ms: 150220\nplain: |-\n  Posted on the corner like a trapper (uh)\n  Why he move his hands all around like a rapper (uh)\n  Why he move his pants up and down like the scrapper (uh)\n  My whole life I just wanted to be a rapper\n  Then I grew'd and the boy became a rapper\n  Man my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper\n  She said \"Watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya\"\n  To the block—to—to—to—to—to the block\n  Don't know why, ay, ay, ay\n  To the block—to—to—to—to—to the block\n  Why, ay, why, ay, why, why, why, why, ay\n  Got my first pager, that was 1998\n  Sneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late (hello)\n  Mama on the mothafuckin' line, boy you cray\n  I was trapping since a young nigga by the way\n  Way back then I was a different dude (dude)\n  Standing at the corner like I ain't got shit to do (do)\n  Now-a-days (uh-huh) feeling like I ain't got shit to prove (prove)\n  All the beef is lookin' miniscule (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  And I modelled Dior, but I'm still a rapper(yeah, yeah)\n  Took a little detour, but I'm still a rapper (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Used to be d-boy but I'm still a rapper\n  My whole life I was living like a trapper (trapper)\n  Shackled next to Casanova, locked up on the island\n  I don't brag about it 'cause it never really matter\n  Knew that I would never go back, don't hold back\n  Just shine my golden teeth\n  Just throw my dubs sack, that boof pack\n  The bestg me, I could beef with OG beepers, niggas (woah)\n  Posted on the corner like a trapper (uh)\n  Why he move his hands all around like a rapper (uh)\n  Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper (uh)\n  All I ever wanted was some money and some jewels (jewels)\n  Pray my YouTube reach a hundred million views (million)\n  Pray I make a little extra cash for my dues (dues)\n  Like all she ever wanted was some ass for her boo\n  Sneaking, uh, why she freak you (freaky), uh, why she geeking\n  When she see me (see me), why she kinky, uh\n  Why she wanna be my\n  Twenty years later and God still ain't make no errors (make it)\n  You could be authentic, it's just living trial and error (you gotta take it)\n  Sitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cello-phone\n  But cozy beeper, all I needed (hello)\n  OG beeper, all I needed (hello)\n  My whole life I just wanted to be that nigga (nigga)\n  All my ex hoes, they was turning into stripper (bitch)\n  Man the whole time they was fucking other niggas (what)\n  I paid no mind, I'm like fuck them other niggas (fuck 'em)\n"}]