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OG from the weed clinic (Soulo)\nSolo but I'm never alone (that's right)\nI stay high and I'm powerful (Soulo)\nWestside (easy call), I got three eyes man I see y'all\n\nAll I do is kill shit ICU\nParty with a few girls at USC\nIt's 82 degrees and my top off, and they top off\nI'm getting topped off, Top Dawg\nWomen, weed, and weather what more can I say\nTo live and die in LA, spend a week on Venice Beach\nI'm 2Pac and Biggie Smalls\n\nEvery morning nigga I get blazed, ayy\nWomen, weed, and weather nigga if you bored come and join the wave, ayy\nGirl what is your name 'cause I'm feeling your frame, can I see what you 'bout, uh\nA little something in your rear, little something in your mouth, little something on your couch, uh\nKnow what I'm talking about, bring the coffin out\n'Cause I killed it, I done drilled it\n\nShe said she like it from the back like a real bitch, uh\nShe swallowed my pride, I damn near cried\nYo, I can't reply, she curled my toes and crossed my eyes\nBut when you got the recipe it's no surprise\nBad hoes panties get left behind, I want your behind\n\nYou might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\nNew Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\nTexas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\nBut nothing like my hometown, I'm forever living\n\nWomen, weed, and weather\n(They come for) women, weed, and weather\nFor the women, weed, and weather\n(From all around the world) for the women, weed, and weather\nGot that women, weed, and weather\nDon't it sound clever? Come and play\nWhat more can I say? Welcome to LA\n\nUh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him\nSome, three W's only for a three-day run, bitch\nTake them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit\nI be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes\nRibbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control\nLet it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old\n\nYou want to be on, to peak on the charts\nSo the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts\nShe in the coupe, she in the Neon\n'Cause she on the BS before we can start, ugh\nFuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga\nLet 'em know I'm priority, order me\nHennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees\n\nBoy, he on his job\nBoy, he sure be having the marks on they mark\nPretty bitches and tire marks\nLet 'em inhale the pipe exhausts\nLet 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice\nNo way hell no, uh-uh\nIf I'm wrong I don't wanna be right\n\nWe want to be on, to peak on the chart\nSo the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts\nWomen, weed, weather, it's not my fault\nThat it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off\n\nYou might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\nNew Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\nTexas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\nBut nothing like my hometown I'm forever living\n\nWomen, weed, and weather\n(They come for) women, weed, and weather\nFor the women, weed, and weather\n(From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather\nGot that women, weed, and weather\nDon't it sound clever? Come and play\nWhat more can I say? Welcome to-\n\nJay Rock got the recipe\nFly hoes wanna roll I guess (I guess)\nEverybody know I got that Yola\nAsk Keisha she'll confess\nI wake up then I bake up with a bad bitch, she ain't got on no makeup, uh\nMedicated trees my nigga, no telling where the high gon' take us, uh\n\nThree W's, I'm at the W, she got double D's 'bout to bring trouble through\nOG, Hennessy get the panties wet, I'm trying to dive in the swimming pool\nLeft stroke, right stroke, what's the best stroke?\nThat stroke can smoke all down her throat\nAnd we blows all kinds of dro\nCali got the best so act like you know, nigga\n\nYou might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\nNew Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\nTexas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\nBut nothing like my hometown I'm forever living\n\nWomen, weed, and weather\n(They come for) women, weed, and weather\nFor the women, weed, and weather\n(From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather\nGot that women, weed, and weather\nDon't it sound clever? Come and play\nWhat more can I say? Welcome to LA","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.82] Smoking weed with you\n[00:09.96] 'Cause you taught me to\n[00:14.10] Smoking weed with you\n[00:17.39] 'Cause you taught me to (fuck Black Hippy nigga, I invented the recipe)\n[00:21.65] It's a beautiful day I guess\n[00:23.29] For a bitch to roll with Ab-Soul I guess\n[00:25.19] Pretty Chick let me see them breast\n[00:26.95] E.T. OG from the weed clinic (Soulo)\n[00:29.04] Solo but I'm never alone (that's right)\n[00:30.84] I stay high and I'm powerful (Soulo)\n[00:32.84] Westside (easy call), I got three eyes man I see y'all\n[00:36.34] All I do is kill shit ICU\n[00:37.98] Party with a few girls at USC\n[00:39.74] It's 82 degrees and my top off, and they top off\n[00:42.21] I'm getting topped off, Top Dawg\n[00:45.17] Women, weed, and weather what more can I say\n[00:46.82] To live and die in LA, spend a week on Venice Beach\n[00:49.22] I'm 2Pac and Biggie Smalls\n[00:50.54] Every morning nigga I get blazed, ayy\n[00:52.76] Women, weed, and weather nigga if you bored come and join the wave, ayy\n[00:56.37] Girl what is your name 'cause I'm feeling your frame, can I see what you 'bout, uh\n[01:00.19] A little something in your rear, little something in your mouth, little something on your couch, uh\n[01:03.88] Know what I'm talking about, bring the coffin out\n[01:05.62] 'Cause I killed it, I done drilled it\n[01:07.42] She said she like it from the back like a real bitch, uh\n[01:10.08] She swallowed my pride, I damn near cried\n[01:12.58] Yo, I can't reply, she curled my toes and crossed my eyes\n[01:15.50] But when you got the recipe it's no surprise\n[01:17.40] Bad hoes panties get left behind, I want your behind\n[01:20.16] You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\n[01:23.83] New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\n[01:27.56] Texas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\n[01:31.52] But nothing like my hometown, I'm forever living\n[01:34.85] Women, weed, and weather\n[01:36.05] (They come for) women, weed, and weather\n[01:37.98] For the women, weed, and weather\n[01:39.47] (From all around the world) for the women, weed, and weather\n[01:41.96] Got that women, weed, and weather\n[01:43.47] Don't it sound clever? Come and play\n[01:45.76] What more can I say? Welcome to LA\n[01:50.22] Uh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him\n[01:53.41] Some, three W's only for a three-day run, bitch\n[01:58.75] Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit\n[02:02.54] I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes\n[02:05.18] Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control\n[02:08.05] Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old\n[02:11.49] You want to be on, to peak on the charts\n[02:13.12] So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts\n[02:15.18] She in the coupe, she in the Neon\n[02:16.73] 'Cause she on the BS before we can start, ugh\n[02:18.98] Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga\n[02:20.96] Let 'em know I'm priority, order me\n[02:22.83] Hennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees\n[02:25.57] Boy, he on his job\n[02:27.18] Boy, he sure be having the marks on they mark\n[02:29.85] Pretty bitches and tire marks\n[02:31.67] Let 'em inhale the pipe exhausts\n[02:33.46] Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice\n[02:37.15] No way hell no, uh-uh\n[02:39.26] If I'm wrong I don't wanna be right\n[02:40.92] We want to be on, to peak on the chart\n[02:42.39] So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts\n[02:44.43] Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault\n[02:46.15] That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off\n[02:48.14] You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\n[02:51.98] New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\n[02:55.53] Texas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\n[02:59.42] But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living\n[03:02.94] Women, weed, and weather\n[03:03.70] (They come for) women, weed, and weather\n[03:06.18] For the women, weed, and weather\n[03:07.17] (From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather\n[03:09.62] Got that women, weed, and weather\n[03:11.43] Don't it sound clever? Come and play\n[03:13.92] What more can I say? Welcome to-\n[03:17.71] Jay Rock got the recipe\n[03:19.29] Fly hoes wanna roll I guess (I guess)\n[03:21.31] Everybody know I got that Yola\n[03:23.13] Ask Keisha she'll confess\n[03:24.97] I wake up then I bake up with a bad bitch, she ain't got on no makeup, uh\n[03:28.55] Medicated trees my nigga, no telling where the high gon' take us, uh\n[03:32.32] Three W's, I'm at the W, she got double D's 'bout to bring trouble through\n[03:35.72] OG, Hennessy get the panties wet, I'm trying to dive in the swimming pool\n[03:39.68] Left stroke, right stroke, what's the best stroke?\n[03:41.39] That stroke can smoke all down her throat\n[03:42.91] And we blows all kinds of dro\n[03:45.03] Cali got the best so act like you know, nigga\n[03:46.76] You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\n[03:50.56] New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\n[03:54.09] Texas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\n[03:58.02] But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living\n[04:01.68] Women, weed, and weather\n[04:02.69] (They come for) women, weed, and weather\n[04:04.46] For the women, weed, and weather\n[04:05.83] (From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather\n[04:08.33] Got that women, weed, and weather\n[04:10.24] Don't it sound clever? 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OG from the weed clinic (Soulo)\n  Solo but I'm never alone (that's right)\n  I stay high and I'm powerful (Soulo)\n  Westside (easy call), I got three eyes man I see y'all\n\n  All I do is kill shit ICU\n  Party with a few girls at USC\n  It's 82 degrees and my top off, and they top off\n  I'm getting topped off, Top Dawg\n  Women, weed, and weather what more can I say\n  To live and die in LA, spend a week on Venice Beach\n  I'm 2Pac and Biggie Smalls\n\n  Every morning nigga I get blazed, ayy\n  Women, weed, and weather nigga if you bored come and join the wave, ayy\n  Girl what is your name 'cause I'm feeling your frame, can I see what you 'bout, uh\n  A little something in your rear, little something in your mouth, little something on your couch, uh\n  Know what I'm talking about, bring the coffin out\n  'Cause I killed it, I done drilled it\n\n  She said she like it from the back like a real bitch, uh\n  She swallowed my pride, I damn near cried\n  Yo, I can't reply, she curled my toes and crossed my eyes\n  But when you got the recipe it's no surprise\n  Bad hoes panties get left behind, I want your behind\n\n  You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\n  New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\n  Texas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\n  But nothing like my hometown, I'm forever living\n\n  Women, weed, and weather\n  (They come for) women, weed, and weather\n  For the women, weed, and weather\n  (From all around the world) for the women, weed, and weather\n  Got that women, weed, and weather\n  Don't it sound clever? Come and play\n  What more can I say? Welcome to LA\n\n  Uh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him\n  Some, three W's only for a three-day run, bitch\n  Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit\n  I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes\n  Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control\n  Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old\n\n  You want to be on, to peak on the charts\n  So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts\n  She in the coupe, she in the Neon\n  'Cause she on the BS before we can start, ugh\n  Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga\n  Let 'em know I'm priority, order me\n  Hennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees\n\n  Boy, he on his job\n  Boy, he sure be having the marks on they mark\n  Pretty bitches and tire marks\n  Let 'em inhale the pipe exhausts\n  Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice\n  No way hell no, uh-uh\n  If I'm wrong I don't wanna be right\n\n  We want to be on, to peak on the chart\n  So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts\n  Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault\n  That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off\n\n  You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\n  New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\n  Texas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\n  But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living\n\n  Women, weed, and weather\n  (They come for) women, weed, and weather\n  For the women, weed, and weather\n  (From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather\n  Got that women, weed, and weather\n  Don't it sound clever? Come and play\n  What more can I say? Welcome to-\n\n  Jay Rock got the recipe\n  Fly hoes wanna roll I guess (I guess)\n  Everybody know I got that Yola\n  Ask Keisha she'll confess\n  I wake up then I bake up with a bad bitch, she ain't got on no makeup, uh\n  Medicated trees my nigga, no telling where the high gon' take us, uh\n\n  Three W's, I'm at the W, she got double D's 'bout to bring trouble through\n  OG, Hennessy get the panties wet, I'm trying to dive in the swimming pool\n  Left stroke, right stroke, what's the best stroke?\n  That stroke can smoke all down her throat\n  And we blows all kinds of dro\n  Cali got the best so act like you know, nigga\n\n  You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss\n  New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York\n  Texas, I be screwed up, Chi Town, I be really pimping\n  But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living\n\n  Women, weed, and weather\n  (They come for) women, weed, and weather\n  For the women, weed, and weather\n  (From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather\n  Got that women, weed, and weather\n  Don't it sound clever? Come and play\n  What more can I say? Welcome to LA\n"},{"id":17994829,"name":"Try Me (feat. Punch)","trackName":"Try Me (feat. Punch)","artistName":"Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock, Ab-Soul, Schoolboy Q, K. Dot","albumName":"Black Hippy","duration":257.1755,"instrumental":true,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":null,"syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Try Me (feat. Punch)\n  artist: Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock, Ab-Soul, Schoolboy Q, K. Dot\n  album: Black Hippy\n  duration_ms: 257176\n  instrumental: true\nlines: []\n"}]