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I don't do the debates, I got cake, I can never get tucked on my plate\nYeah, I got me some munyun, but not for a date, once I fuck, then I'm done-yun, bitch, get out my face\nFuck the law 'cause my lawyer bet I beat the case, if I can't, call my ese, get moved outta state, ayy\n\nIf I put in the order, they lay down the law, I just took 50K to a vault\nIf my bitch want some titties and ass, then it's bought\nJust know that I step way more than I walk\nIf I run into trouble, I got my woo-wop\nWhat's-his-name got a case just behind the woo-wop\nNigga play on my name and I'm sendin' woo-wop\nIf I put in that order, they lay down the law\n\nIf I put in the order, they lay down the law, I just took 50K to a vault\nIf my bitch want some titties and ass, then it's bought\nJust know that I step way more than I walk\nIf I run into trouble, I got my woo-wop\nWhat's-his-name got a case just behind the woo-wop\nNigga play on my name and I'm sendin' woo-wop\nIf I put in that order, they lay down the law\n\nAyy, first off, fuck the fake, feel the real, if you tell, then you need to be killed\nBeen a lil' minute since I touched the field, I'm the first nigga called if it come to a drill\nAin't no cap, goin' next, they gon' say he for real, been outside while y'all boys had y'all toys in the crib\nI done bought so much water, this shit startin' to spill, I work smarter, not harder, that shit get you killed\n\nFirst you cut the price, gotta make sure it's thin, put you one in the head, cut the lights and then spin\nWait like 30 seconds, then go spin again, if it's war, I just gave the instructions to win\nNo goons in Fort Worth, say the word, they gon' bend, but just know if it's personal, I'm sendin' twin\nWe don't do controversial, bitch, get in that blend, if he clutchin', then fuck him and all of his friends, ayy\n\nIf I put in the order, they lay down the law, I just took 50K to a vault\nIf my bitch want some titties and ass, then it's bought\nJust know that I step way more than I walk\nIf I run into trouble, I got my woo-wop\nWhat's-his-name got a case just behind the woo-wop\nNigga play on my name and I'm sendin' woo-wop\nIf I put in that order, they lay down the law, ayy","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.18] (Tony Coles)\n[00:31.33] Ayy, 25 and I'm havin' my way, the same nigga in all 50 states\n[00:35.36] No, I never save, but can make a ho great, get some pape' if she come do whatever I say\n[00:39.20] 50K on my watch, 30K on my face, 60K on yo' head, if you play, then you lay\n[00:42.98] Who you know up the score and put on for his state? 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Only hang with the solid, can't fuck with no loose lips\n[00:40.14] If he rat, cut him loose quick\n[00:41.60] If a fuck nigga try, bet his ass make the news quick\n[00:43.94] Hit his ass with these blue tips, but these niggas won't shoot shit\n[00:47.02] 'Cause these peons ain't steppin' how my niggas steppin'\n[00:49.37] Walk 'em down, bet that teach 'em a lesson\n[00:51.41] I been kickin' shit cool and got paper like Messi\n[00:53.13] Bitch, I'm Zion, yo' old nigga Reggie\n[00:55.22] She say that she love how my big ass be dressin'\n[00:57.33] How that Audemar go with that necklace\n[00:59.11] My features a dub and my shows is a blessin'\n[01:01.24] I got paper, ain't doin' no stressin', the one who put all this together\n[01:04.68] They gave me somethin' good and I made that shit better\n[01:06.50] Turnt up the notch, my watch changed up the weather\n[01:08.58] I'm bigger and better, shit bigger than ever\n[01:10.48] Thought they was runnin', shit, I had to catch 'em\n[01:12.35] He 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solid, can't fuck with no loose lips\n If he rat, cut him loose quick\n If a fuck nigga try, bet his ass make the news quick\n Hit his ass with these blue tips, but these niggas won't shoot shit\n\n 'Cause these peons ain't steppin' how my niggas steppin'\n Walk 'em down, bet that teach 'em a lesson\n I been kickin' shit cool and got paper like Messi\n Bitch, I'm Zion, yo' old nigga Reggie\n She say that she love how my big ass be dressin'\n How that Audemar go with that necklace\n My features a dub and my shows is a blessin'\n\n I got paper, ain't doin' no stressin', the one who put all this together\n They gave me somethin' good and I made that shit better\n Turnt up the notch, my watch changed up the weather\n I'm bigger and better, shit bigger than ever\n\n Thought they was runnin', shit, I had to catch 'em\n He try with some funny shit, shooter gon' stretch him\n I ran up some money and never got selfish\n I'm solid, I put my whole team on to 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start gettin' mad\nHow the fuck did you say you knew what type of nigga\nI was when all I did was give you a chance?\nHuh, I'm the one bought you all of them shirts\nI'm the one who bought you all them pants\nI'm the one who took you off the streets\nAnd gave you a place to come lay your head\nSee upcoming rap shows\nGet tickets for your favorite artists\nYou might also like\nPlanting Seeds\nBigXthaPlug\nTherapy Session\nBigXthaPlug\nLost The Love\nBigXthaPlug\n\nAyy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\nAyy, BigX, can you get on this song?\nAyy, BigX— man, shut the fuck up\nI just want all you people to leave me alone\nAyy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\nAyy, BigX, can you get on this song?\nAyy, BigX— naw, I ain't even got it\nWhere was you when I did all this shit on my own?\n\nThey say the more money, more problems, that's facts\nEverybody gon' speak even if the shit cap\nWhere was all of these folks with opinions and shit\n'Bout my livin' this shit when I used to sell crack?\nYou see, nobody care when you doin' down bad\nI came up from the mud and made half the world mad\nNow they all want some clout and a piece of the bag\nIt's too bad, know them folks left me out on my ass\nI know you remember you left me out sad\nShit, I know you remember X broke with that fad\nI bet you remember me turnin' up bad\nNow I'm lit, nigga dissin', I'm payin' a tab\nThree years, I got rich off of rappin' my past\nNow I'm rappin' 'bout pain and my hurt\nDon't think I'm a pussy, get put on a shirt\nIn a hearse just like six feet deep in that dirt\n\nAyy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\nAyy, BigX, can you get on this song?\nAyy, BigX— man, shut the fuck up\nI just want all you people to leave me alone\nAyy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\nAyy, BigX, can you get on this song?\nAyy, BigX— naw, I ain't even got it\nWhere was you when I did all this shit on my own?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Leave Me Alone\n artist: BigXthaPlug\n album: TAKE CARE\n duration_ms: 187000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Band)\n (Let the band play)\n Ayy\n\n Ayy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\n Ayy, BigX, can you get on this song?\n Ayy, BigX— man, shut the fuck up\n I just want all you people to leave me alone\n Ayy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\n Ayy, BigX, can you get on this song?\n Ayy, BigX— naw, I ain't even got it\n Where was you when I did all this shit on my own?\n\n Lately, baby mama been trippin'\n After all of the shit she been gettin'\n Made a baby, she still in her feelings\n Went through my phone and seen all of these women\n Not knowin' that I could care 'less 'bout these bitches\n Opps talkin', why these niggas mеntion the biggest?\n Watchin' me whеn they could be gettin' richer\n Probably mad 'cause they can't meet the 6ixers\n Huh, I done lost all the love that I had\n Think 'bout lil' bro and I start gettin' mad\n How the fuck did you say you knew what type of nigga\n I was when all I did was give you a chance?\n Huh, I'm the one bought you all of them shirts\n I'm the one who bought you all them pants\n I'm the one who took you off the streets\n And gave you a place to come lay your head\n See upcoming rap shows\n Get tickets for your favorite artists\n You might also like\n Planting Seeds\n BigXthaPlug\n Therapy Session\n BigXthaPlug\n Lost The Love\n BigXthaPlug\n\n Ayy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\n Ayy, BigX, can you get on this song?\n Ayy, BigX— man, shut the fuck up\n I just want all you people to leave me alone\n Ayy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\n Ayy, BigX, can you get on this song?\n Ayy, BigX— naw, I ain't even got it\n Where was you when I did all this shit on my own?\n\n They say the more money, more problems, that's facts\n Everybody gon' speak even if the shit cap\n Where was all of these folks with opinions and shit\n 'Bout my livin' this shit when I used to sell crack?\n You see, nobody care when you doin' down bad\n I came up from the mud and made half the world mad\n Now they all want some clout and a piece of the bag\n It's too bad, know them folks left me out on my ass\n I know you remember you left me out sad\n Shit, I know you remember X broke with that fad\n I bet you remember me turnin' up bad\n Now I'm lit, nigga dissin', I'm payin' a tab\n Three years, I got rich off of rappin' my past\n Now I'm rappin' 'bout pain and my hurt\n Don't think I'm a pussy, get put on a shirt\n In a hearse just like six feet deep in that dirt\n\n Ayy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\n Ayy, BigX, can you get on this song?\n Ayy, BigX— man, shut the fuck up\n I just want all you people to leave me alone\n Ayy, BigX, man, I need me a feature\n Ayy, BigX, can you get on this song?\n Ayy, BigX— naw, I ain't even got it\n Where was you when I did all this shit on my own?\n"},{"id":32691970,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE","duration":29.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Rich Off Rap\n artist: BigXthaPlug\n album: TAKE CARE\n duration_ms: 29000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Give it to me, give it to me\n Give it to me, give it to me\n Give me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\n Give it to me, baby\n Give it to me, baby\n\n Ayy\n Everything that I wanted stood up and went got it\n Don't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\n Wadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\n Start rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\n Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n They big and they solid, no need for no wallet\n Six pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\n No deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\n In these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\n If bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\n Big TRX, Big FN inside it\n Got more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\n Came up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\n My jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\n All this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\n Had to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\n I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n No I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\n Partner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\n Its cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\n These niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\n Enough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\n Got a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\n Give it to me, baby\n Rich nigga make cash off music\n Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n Hit the club and I still went stupid\n Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n 'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n Rich nigga make cash off music\n Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n Hit the club and I still went stupid\n Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n 'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"}]