[{"id":36681163,"name":"The Plug","trackName":"The Plug","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"The Plug","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ay\nDamn, slow that bitch down, Zoe\nAy\n\nPull up on your block, and I empty the clip (bah)\nYou say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal\nYou niggas is bitches, get knocked out your heels (bitch)\nWe rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals\n\nYour bitch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (hah)\nI don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real\nGo get your big brother so he can get killed (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI be on the block with a Glock full of steel\n\nYou niggas is cap, in my gang, we for real\nGot some niggas sell work and some niggas who steal (naw, for real)\nMy niggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill\nYou signed up for this shit, but ain't think it was real\n\nBitch, I been a player, I been in that field\nI been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil\nMAC hold a 30, I let that bitch spill\nKnock down your O-line and then go for the kill\n\nI'm finna talk my shit\n\nPull up on your block, and I empty the clip (bah)\nYou say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal\nYou niggas is bitches, get knocked out your heels (bitch)\nWe rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals\n\nYour bitch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (hah)\nI don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real\nGo get your big brother so he can get killed (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI be on the block with a Glock full of steel\n\nYou niggas is cap, in my gang, we for real\nGot some niggas sell work and some niggas who steal (naw, for real)\nMy niggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill\nYou signed up for this shit, but ain't think it was real\nBitch, I been a player, I been in that field\nI been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil\nMAC hold a .30, I let that bitch spill\nKnock down your O-line and then go for the kill\n\nMy foot on y'all neck, tell a bitch to be still (bitch, be still)\nWhen I get that first check, I'ma ice out my grill\nReal cold world, bitch, it's kill or be killed\nIf I ain't got the strap, then, my nigga, he will (bah)\nJust find my last opp, and he'll tell you I'm real\nBut, shit, that's if you find him, I heard he got killed\nYou niggas gon' learn that this gang shit for real\nGot some Hoovers, they lurkin', they lovin' to kill (crip)\n\nWe catch you, we stretch you, that's just what it is\nMy bitch gave you a Perc', and you told all your biz (hah)\nWe know where you trap, yeah, we know where you live\nGive a nigga a P, and he'll kidnap your kids (yeah)\nShout out to BP, but I'm born player for real\nTried to rob, might teach on you, she went for the kill\nI'm shittin' on niggas, no practice, just skill\nGot a chopper, it sing like that bitch Lauryn Hill (bitch)\n\nAy, hold on, keep all that\nDon't take nothin' out, keep that bitch just like it is\nI'm finna run the second verse, though\nYou ready?\nAy\nAy, ay\n\nSee me, see me, I'm the plug, I only fuck with P's\nBut I know some niggas get bricks overseas\nNot goin' out sad 'cause I stay with my heat\nThat Glock, it hold .30, I pull it, it sneeze (brrah)\nGot some Locs and they with me, they blowin' down trees\nI got a .40, put a bitch on his knees (bitch)\nDon't do too much talkin', it's not in my genes (nope)\nJust hit my burner if you need you some green (yeah)\n\nYou niggas lame, you can't hang with the team\nLong range, hit his ass with the beam (baow)\nYou played the laws, you too pussy for me\nThick, bad bitch, and she cookin' for me\nI call her Summer, she a freak in the sheets\nHood bitch, she addicted to D\nI tossed the Glock, it was hot in the streets\nI ain't kill a nigga, I just put him to sleep (yeah, Plug)\n\nBigXtha motherfuckin' Plug, ho\nGet with it or get lost\nYeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:24.29] Ay\n[00:26.93] Damn, slow that bitch down, Zoe\n[00:28.47] Ay\n[00:30.16] Pull up on your block, and I empty the clip (bah)\n[00:32.15] You say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal\n[00:33.93] You niggas is bitches, get knocked out your heels (bitch)\n[00:35.75] We rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals\n[00:37.74] Your bitch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (hah)\n[00:39.50] I don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real\n[00:41.56] Go get your big brother so he can get killed (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:43.47] I be on the block with a Glock full of steel\n[00:45.41] You niggas is cap, in my gang, we for real\n[00:47.28] Got some niggas sell work and some niggas who steal (naw, for real)\n[00:49.25] My niggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill\n[00:51.11] You signed up for this shit, but ain't think it was real\n[00:53.13] Bitch, I been a player, I been in that field\n[00:54.91] I been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil\n[00:56.97] MAC hold a 30, I let that bitch spill\n[00:58.89] Knock down your O-line and then go for the kill\n[01:12.59] I'm finna talk my shit\n[01:16.99] Pull up on your block, and I empty the clip (bah)\n[01:18.72] You say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal\n[01:20.53] You niggas is bitches, get knocked out your heels (bitch)\n[01:22.48] We rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals\n[01:24.45] Your bitch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (hah)\n[01:26.24] I don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real\n[01:28.20] Go get your big brother so he can get killed (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:30.19] I be on the block with a Glock full of steel\n[01:32.32] You niggas is cap, in my gang, we for real\n[01:33.98] Got some niggas sell work and some niggas who steal (naw, for real)\n[01:35.95] My niggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill\n[01:37.82] You signed up for this shit, but ain't think it was real\n[01:39.91] Bitch, I been a player, I been in that field\n[01:41.42] I been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil\n[01:43.69] MAC hold a .30, I let that bitch spill\n[01:45.57] Knock down your O-line and then go for the kill\n[01:47.65] My foot on y'all neck, tell a bitch to be still (bitch, be still)\n[01:49.34] When I get that first check, I'ma ice out my grill\n[01:51.41] Real cold world, bitch, it's kill or be killed\n[01:53.25] If I ain't got the strap, then, my nigga, he will (bah)\n[01:55.20] Just find my last opp, and he'll tell you I'm real\n[01:57.08] But, shit, that's if you find him, I heard he got killed\n[01:59.06] You niggas gon' learn that this gang shit for real\n[02:00.88] Got some Hoovers, they lurkin', they lovin' to kill (crip)\n[02:02.94] We catch you, we stretch you, that's just what it is\n[02:04.68] My bitch gave you a Perc', and you told all your biz (hah)\n[02:06.62] We know where you trap, yeah, we know where you live\n[02:08.46] Give a nigga a P, and he'll kidnap your kids (yeah)\n[02:10.56] Shout out to BP, but I'm born player for real\n[02:12.41] Tried to rob, might teach on you, she went for the kill\n[02:14.35] I'm shittin' on niggas, no practice, just skill\n[02:16.15] Got a chopper, it sing like that bitch Lauryn Hill (bitch)\n[02:20.33] Ay, hold on, keep all that\n[02:22.78] Don't take nothin' out, keep that bitch just like it is\n[02:26.04] I'm finna run the second verse, though\n[02:28.09] You ready?\n[02:30.12] Ay\n[02:31.74] Ay, ay\n[02:33.28] See me, see me, I'm the plug, I only fuck with P's\n[02:35.45] But I know some niggas get bricks overseas\n[02:37.44] Not goin' out sad 'cause I stay with my heat\n[02:39.34] That Glock, it hold .30, I pull it, it sneeze (brrah)\n[02:41.28] Got some Locs and they with me, they blowin' down trees\n[02:43.35] I got a .40, put a bitch on his knees (bitch)\n[02:45.25] Don't do too much talkin', it's not in my genes (nope)\n[02:47.17] Just hit my burner if you need you some green (yeah)\n[02:48.92] You niggas lame, you can't hang with the team\n[02:50.71] Long range, hit his ass with the beam (baow)\n[02:52.81] You played the laws, you too pussy for me\n[02:54.64] Thick, bad bitch, and she cookin' for me\n[02:56.56] I call her Summer, she a freak in the sheets\n[02:58.32] Hood bitch, she addicted to D\n[03:00.52] I tossed the Glock, it was hot in the streets\n[03:02.33] I ain't kill a nigga, I just put him to sleep (yeah, Plug)\n[03:07.11] BigXtha motherfuckin' Plug, ho\n[03:09.97] Get with it or get lost\n[03:12.12] Yeah\n[03:15.24] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Plug\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: The Plug\n  duration_ms: 204000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay\n  start_ms: 24290\n  end_ms: 26930\n- text: Damn, slow that bitch down, Zoe\n  start_ms: 26930\n  end_ms: 28470\n- text: Ay\n  start_ms: 28470\n  end_ms: 30160\n- text: Pull up on your block, and I empty the clip (bah)\n  start_ms: 30160\n  end_ms: 32150\n- text: You say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal\n  start_ms: 32150\n  end_ms: 33930\n- text: You niggas is bitches, get knocked out your heels (bitch)\n  start_ms: 33930\n  end_ms: 35750\n- text: We rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals\n  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real\n  Go get your big brother so he can get killed (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  I be on the block with a Glock full of steel\n\n  You niggas is cap, in my gang, we for real\n  Got some niggas sell work and some niggas who steal (naw, for real)\n  My niggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill\n  You signed up for this shit, but ain't think it was real\n\n  Bitch, I been a player, I been in that field\n  I been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil\n  MAC hold a 30, I let that bitch spill\n  Knock down your O-line and then go for the kill\n\n  I'm finna talk my shit\n\n  Pull up on your block, and I empty the clip (bah)\n  You say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal\n  You niggas is bitches, get knocked out your heels (bitch)\n  We rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals\n\n  Your bitch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (hah)\n  I don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real\n  Go get your big brother so he can get killed (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  I be on the block with a Glock full of steel\n\n  You niggas is cap, in my gang, we for real\n  Got some niggas sell work and some niggas who steal (naw, for real)\n  My niggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill\n  You signed up for this shit, but ain't think it was real\n  Bitch, I been a player, I been in that field\n  I been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil\n  MAC hold a .30, I let that bitch spill\n  Knock down your O-line and then go for the kill\n\n  My foot on y'all neck, tell a bitch to be still (bitch, be still)\n  When I get that first check, I'ma ice out my grill\n  Real cold world, bitch, it's kill or be killed\n  If I ain't got the strap, then, my nigga, he will (bah)\n  Just find my last opp, and he'll tell you I'm real\n  But, shit, that's if you find him, I heard he got killed\n  You niggas gon' learn that this gang shit for real\n  Got some Hoovers, they lurkin', they lovin' to kill (crip)\n\n  We catch you, we stretch you, that's just what it is\n  My bitch gave you a Perc', and you told all your biz (hah)\n  We know where you trap, yeah, we know where you live\n  Give a nigga a P, and he'll kidnap your kids (yeah)\n  Shout out to BP, but I'm born player for real\n  Tried to rob, might teach on you, she went for the kill\n  I'm shittin' on niggas, no practice, just skill\n  Got a chopper, it sing like that bitch Lauryn Hill (bitch)\n\n  Ay, hold on, keep all that\n  Don't take nothin' out, keep that bitch just like it is\n  I'm finna run the second verse, though\n  You ready?\n  Ay\n  Ay, ay\n\n  See me, see me, I'm the plug, I only fuck with P's\n  But I know some niggas get bricks overseas\n  Not goin' out sad 'cause I stay with my heat\n  That Glock, it hold .30, I pull it, it sneeze (brrah)\n  Got some Locs and they with me, they blowin' down trees\n  I got a .40, put a bitch on his knees (bitch)\n  Don't do too much talkin', it's not in my genes (nope)\n  Just hit my burner if you need you some green (yeah)\n\n  You niggas lame, you can't hang with the team\n  Long range, hit his ass with the beam (baow)\n  You played the laws, you too pussy for me\n  Thick, bad bitch, and she cookin' for me\n  I call her Summer, she a freak in the sheets\n  Hood bitch, she addicted to D\n  I tossed the Glock, it was hot in the streets\n  I ain't kill a nigga, I just put him to sleep (yeah, Plug)\n\n  BigXtha motherfuckin' Plug, ho\n  Get with it or get lost\n  Yeah\n"}]