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'em\n[01:23.26] Only right that we hit everybody that's with 'em\n[01:25.06] I been causin' hell ever since I was little\n[01:27.12] I can make a bitch see like I'm Dr. Dolittle\n[01:29.25] Don't reach for this chain, turn yo' ass to a noodle\n[01:31.32] Yeah, I'm Mr. Trouble, I thought that you knew\n[01:34.68] I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool (bitch)\n[01:38.31] I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules\n[01:42.16] I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool\n[01:46.09] I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules\n[01:50.24] I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool\n[01:54.50] I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules\n[01:58.35] I come up hard, baby\n[01:59.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mr.Trouble\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: BigXthaPlug Songs\n  duration_ms: 124000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (T-T-Trashbagbeat')\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 13760\n- text: I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool\n  start_ms: 13760\n  end_ms: 18330\n- 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