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You wantin' to be me\nAyy mama proud, I be all on her TV\nShe like when I smile and they zoom on my VVs\nI'm super hard on a bitch like a real P\nStill drink drink, screamin' RIP pimp C, ayy\nStill ride, but that shit kinda risky\nI'll sell a whole block to a fiend like Risky\nBig booty bitch at the spot tryna frisk me\nHe with me, so he get to bust when I'm empty\nI got some rich partners\nThem niggas is simply havin' that shit\nYou can tell 'cause they with me\nCan't beef with a nigga\nWhose pockets is empty\nHow you sellin' your gun\nBut you tryin' to kill me? Ayy\nThey rabbit's, they all kinda silly\nTalkin' all hard on the 'net, but they really\nSoft than a bitch and they\nAin't fuckin' with me\nI'm really the hottest young Crip in the city\nI keep a Drac' like Josh\nI was runnin' the street before\nSaved by the Bell\nAt age eleven, I had put a gun to my head\nTold myself I'd never be twelve\nBought a revolver to stack up my cheese\nNo macaroni, I'm keepin' the shells\nTold my lil' partner to give me the chopper\nBefore he start aimin' at somebody else\nI'm feelin' like Rizzoo, it's hot\nI been on that stove with my wrist in the pot\nInsane asylum, my car is so crazy\nI'm puttin' the doors on suicide watch\nI snuck the Glock in the crowd\nBitch, I was a dog before DMX growls\nNo sex in the circle, I don't fuck around\nMy watch broken windows, I'm bustin' it down\nAyy '92 stained V8, hundred spoke Daytons\nI'm ready to race young money guns\nI tote Lil Wayne\nI'm puttin' these Nicki titties on the Drac'\n14K rose gold in my teeth\nPatti 'Belle chopper, I'm ready for beef\nRestroom break, my stomach start hurtin'\nNiggas know I'm the shit 'fore\nI sat on the seat\nFuck from the back 'cause she know I'm a dog\nShark in the water, I play in her jaws\nHead game crazy throat so good\nShe can suck peanut butter\nThrough a motherfuckin' straw\nGirls know $ama, he been a G\nNiggas got female tendancies\nCrazy how you was my partner\nThen shit got greasy\nNow you hang with the enemies damn\nBitch, hear what I said, nigga?\nHold on, hold on hold on, Ro\nYeah, yeah, yeah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Enemies\n artist: BigXthaPlug\n album: Enemies\n duration_ms: 148000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Ayy yeah\n Ayy look\n Most of you niggas my enemies\n No, you can never be kin to me\n I keep a Glock for these niggas that's\n Six feet deep in the dirt\n They gon' have that boy six feet, ayy\n Slidin' and ridin'\n You can say that we driftin'\n Who you know hit a lick\n In Givenchy and Fendi?\n And we havin' that shit, it's just in me\n Before I'll snitch, I'll tell 'em I'm guilty\n Ayy i whip pussy, feel like Uncle Willy\n That ho hopped on top\n Told the bitch pop a wheelie\n Most of these niggas is pussy, they fear me\n I fear God, better clutch when you near me\n Ayy told him I'm back, throw the Glock\n That's a TD\n Water my diamonds, I'm shoppin' with TD\n I'm John Cena, these niggas can't see me\n The fuck can you hate? You wantin' to be me\n Ayy mama proud, I be all on her TV\n She like when I smile and they zoom on my VVs\n I'm super hard on a bitch like a real P\n Still drink drink, screamin' RIP pimp C, ayy\n Still ride, but that shit kinda risky\n I'll sell a whole block to a fiend like Risky\n Big booty bitch at the spot tryna frisk me\n He with me, so he get to bust when I'm empty\n I got some rich partners\n Them niggas is simply havin' that shit\n You can tell 'cause they with me\n Can't beef with a nigga\n Whose pockets is empty\n How you sellin' your gun\n But you tryin' to kill me? Ayy\n They rabbit's, they all kinda silly\n Talkin' all hard on the 'net, but they really\n Soft than a bitch and they\n Ain't fuckin' with me\n I'm really the hottest young Crip in the city\n I keep a Drac' like Josh\n I was runnin' the street before\n Saved by the Bell\n At age eleven, I had put a gun to my head\n Told myself I'd never be twelve\n Bought a revolver to stack up my cheese\n No macaroni, I'm keepin' the shells\n Told my lil' partner to give me the chopper\n Before he start aimin' at somebody else\n I'm feelin' like Rizzoo, it's hot\n I been on that stove with my wrist in the pot\n Insane asylum, my car is so crazy\n I'm puttin' the doors on suicide watch\n I snuck the Glock in the crowd\n Bitch, I was a dog before DMX growls\n No sex in the circle, I don't fuck around\n My watch broken windows, I'm bustin' it down\n Ayy '92 stained V8, hundred spoke Daytons\n I'm ready to race young money guns\n I tote Lil Wayne\n I'm puttin' these Nicki titties on the Drac'\n 14K rose gold in my teeth\n Patti 'Belle chopper, I'm ready for beef\n Restroom break, my stomach start hurtin'\n Niggas know I'm the shit 'fore\n I sat on the seat\n Fuck from the back 'cause she know I'm a dog\n Shark in the water, I play in her jaws\n Head game crazy throat so good\n She can suck peanut butter\n Through a motherfuckin' straw\n Girls know $ama, he been a G\n Niggas got female tendancies\n Crazy how you was my partner\n Then shit got greasy\n Now you hang with the enemies damn\n Bitch, hear what I said, nigga?\n Hold on, hold on hold on, Ro\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n"},{"id":27621235,"name":"Enemies","trackName":"Enemies","artistName":"BigXthaPlug; Ro$ama","albumName":"Enemies","duration":149.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aye\nYeah\nAye\nLook, most of you niggas my enemies\nNo, you can never be kin to me\nI keep a Glock for these niggas that's six feet deep in the dirt\nThey gon' have that boy six feet\nSliding it right, you could say that we drift it\nWho you know hit a lick in Givenchy and Fendi?\nAnd we ain't having that shit\nIt's just semi\nBefore I snitch, I'll tell 'em I'm guilty\nI whip pussy, feel like Uncle Willy\nThat ho hopped on top, told the bitch pop a wheelie\nMost of these niggas is pussy\nThey fear me\nI fear God, better plus when you near me\nHey\nTurn my back, throw the Glock, that's a TD\nWater my diamonds, I'm shopping with TD\nI'm John Cena, these niggas can't see me\nThe fuckin' you hating?\nYou wanting to be me\nAye\nMama proud, I be all on her TV\nShe like when I smile and they zoom on my VVs\nI'm super hard on a bitch like a real P\nStill drink drank, screaming, \"RIP Pimp C.\"\nAye\nStill ride, but that shit kinda risky\nI'll sell the whole block to a fiend like Risky\nBig booty bitch at the spot tryna frisk me\nHe with me so he get to bust when I'm empty\nI got some rich partners, them niggas is simply\nHaving that shit, you could tell 'cause they with me\nCan't beef with a nigga who pockets is 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spot tryna frisk me\n He with me so he get to bust when I'm empty\n I got some rich partners, them niggas is simply\n Having that shit, you could tell 'cause they with me\n Can't beef with a nigga who pockets is empty\n How you selling your gun but you trying to kill me?\n Aye\n They rappers, they all kinda silly\n Talking all hard on the net but they really softer\n Than a bitch and they ain't fucking with me\n I'm really the hottest young Crip in the city\n Aye\n I keep a Drake like Josh\n I was running the street before Saved by the Bell\n At age eleven, I had put a gun to my head\n Told myself I'll never be twelve\n Bought a revolver to stack up my cheese\n No macaroni, I'm keeping the shells\n Told my lil' partner to give me the chopper\n Before he start aiming at somebody else\n I'm feeling like Rizzo, it's hot\n I've been on that stove with my wrist in the pot\n Insane asylum, my car is so crazy I'm\n Putting the doors on suicide watch\n I stuffed a Glock in the crown\n Bitch, I 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ride, but that shit kinda risky\nI'll sell the whole block to a fiend like Risky\nBig booty bitch at the spot tryna frisk me\nHe with me so he get to bust when I'm empty\nI got some rich partners, them niggas is simply\nHaving that shit, you could tell 'cause they with me\nCan't beef with a nigga who pockets is empty\nHow you selling your gun but you trying to kill me?\nAye\nThey rappers, they all kinda silly\nTalking all hard on the net but they really softer\nThan a bitch and they ain't fucking with me\nI'm really the hottest young Crip in the city\nAye\nI keep a Drake like Josh\nI was running the street before Saved by the Bell\nAt age eleven, I had put a gun to my head\nTold myself I'll never be twelve\nBought a revolver to stack up my cheese\nNo macaroni, I'm keeping the shells\nTold my lil' partner to give me the chopper\nBefore he start aiming at somebody else\nI'm feeling like Rizzo, it's hot\nI've been on that stove with my wrist in the pot\nInsane asylum, my car is so crazy 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\"RIP Pimp C.\" Aye\n Still ride, but that shit kinda risky\n I'll sell the whole block to a fiend like Risky\n Big booty bitch at the spot tryna frisk me\n He with me so he get to bust when I'm empty\n I got some rich partners, them niggas is simply\n Having that shit, you could tell 'cause they with me\n Can't beef with a nigga who pockets is empty\n How you selling your gun but you trying to kill me?\n Aye\n They rappers, they all kinda silly\n Talking all hard on the net but they really softer\n Than a bitch and they ain't fucking with me\n I'm really the hottest young Crip in the city\n Aye\n I keep a Drake like Josh\n I was running the street before Saved by the Bell\n At age eleven, I had put a gun to my head\n Told myself I'll never be twelve\n Bought a revolver to stack up my cheese\n No macaroni, I'm keeping the shells\n Told my lil' partner to give me the chopper\n Before he start aiming at somebody else\n I'm feeling like Rizzo, it's hot\n I've been on that stove with my wrist in the pot\n Insane asylum, my car is so crazy I'm\n Putting the doors on suicide watch\n I stuffed a Glock in the crown\n Bitch, I was a dog before DMX growled\n No sex in a circle, I don't fuck around\n My rocks broken windows, I'm busting it down\n Aye\n Ninety-two stain V8\n Hundred spoke Daytons, I'm ready to race\n Young Money guns\n I told Lil Wayne I'm putting these Nicki titties on a Drake\n Fourteen K rose gold in my teeth\n Patty belt chopper, I'm ready for beef\n Restroom break, my stomach start hurting\n Niggas know I'm the shit before I sat on the seat\n Fuck from the back 'cause she know I'm a dog\n Shark in the water, I play in her jaws\n Head game crazy\n Throat so good, she can suck peanut\n Butter through a motherfucking straw\n Groove know something, he been a G\n Niggas got female tendencies\n Crazy how you was my partner then shit\n Got greasy, now you hang with the enemies\n Damn\n Bitch\n Hold on\n Hold on, bro\n Yeah\n Yeah\n 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TD\n I'm John Cena, these niggas can't see me\n The fuckin' you hating?\n You wanting to be me\n Aye\n Mama proud, I be all on her TV\n She like when I smile and they zoom on my VVs\n I'm super hard on a bitch like a real P\n Still drink drank, screaming, \"RIP Pimp C.\" Aye\n Still ride, but that shit kinda risky\n I'll sell the whole block to a fiend like Risky\n Big booty bitch at the spot tryna frisk me\n He with me so he get to bust when I'm empty\n I got some rich partners, them niggas is simply\n Having that shit, you could tell 'cause they with me\n Can't beef with a nigga who pockets is empty\n How you selling your gun but you trying to kill me?\n Aye\n They rappers, they all kinda silly\n Talking all hard on the net but they really softer\n Than a bitch and they ain't fucking with me\n I'm really the hottest young Crip in the city\n Aye\n I keep a Drake like Josh\n I was running the street before Saved by the Bell\n At age eleven, I had put a gun to my head\n Told myself I'll 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beef\n[01:56.89] Restroom break, my stomach start hurting\n[01:58.57] Niggas know I'm the shit before I sat on the seat\n[02:00.22] Fuck from the back 'cause she know I'm a dog\n[02:02.03] Shark in the water, I play in her jaws\n[02:03.98] Head game crazy\n[02:05.26] Throat so good, she can suck peanut\n[02:06.54] Butter through a motherfucking straw\n[02:07.97] Groove know something, he been a G\n[02:09.51] Niggas got female tendencies\n[02:11.47] Crazy how you was my partner then shit\n[02:13.68] Got greasy, now you hang with the enemies\n[02:15.66] Damn\n[02:16.65] Bitch\n[02:18.14] Hold on\n[02:18.94] Hold on, bro\n[02:20.71] Yeah\n[02:21.69] Yeah\n[02:22.34] Yeah\n[02:23.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Enemies\n artist: BigXthaPlug feat. 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