[{"id":4199302,"name":"Run-Ins","trackName":"Run-Ins","artistName":"Boldy James","albumName":"The Price Of Tea In China (Deluxe Edition)","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Three people running\nOfficers on their tails—one, two, three, four\nAt least four officers there on the tails\nUh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\nRun, lil' nigga, boy\nTrying to catch whoever these men are. They get\nRun, run\nKeep running, yeah\nThis for my niggas on the run\n\nThe more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\nMy young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\nA hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\nRun off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\nTryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\nRun into my ex and now she giving me the run around\nGot your bitch running errands cause we run the town\nI don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\nBeen tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\nRunners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\nNike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\nA bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\nSince you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\nA couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\nRunning back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\nMy other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\nI been running all my life\nHaving run-ins with the law, leave the engine running\nFinna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play\nGrowing up as a young'un, I was a runaway\nOutside in the cold with a runny nose\nRoadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road\nHad a run, ran it up, now we off and running\nYou might've caught me down bad but never caught me running\n\nTwo suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods\nAt a very high rate of speed\nEventually ditching the car and running their separate ways\nOne man surrendered after running for several blocks\nThis is all unfolding about a mile\nFrom the city airport on Detroit's Eastside\nIt's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\nBut we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n\nGrab his arms, I got his feet\nClose the trunk\nCount of three: 1, 2, 3!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Run-Ins\n  artist: Boldy James\n  album: The Price Of Tea In China (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Three people running\n  Officers on their tails—one, two, three, four\n  At least four officers there on the tails\n  Uh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\n  Run, lil' nigga, boy\n  Trying to catch whoever these men are. They get\n  Run, run\n  Keep running, yeah\n  This for my niggas on the run\n\n  The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\n  My young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\n  A hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\n  Run off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\n  Tryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\n  Run into my ex and now she giving me the run around\n  Got your bitch running errands cause we run the town\n  I don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\n  Been tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\n  Runners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\n  Nike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\n  A bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\n  Since you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\n  A couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\n  Running back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\n  My other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\n  I been running all my life\n  Having run-ins with the law, leave the engine running\n  Finna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play\n  Growing up as a young'un, I was a runaway\n  Outside in the cold with a runny nose\n  Roadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road\n  Had a run, ran it up, now we off and running\n  You might've caught me down bad but never caught me running\n\n  Two suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods\n  At a very high rate of speed\n  Eventually ditching the car and running their separate ways\n  One man surrendered after running for several blocks\n  This is all unfolding about a mile\n  From the city airport on Detroit's Eastside\n  It's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\n  But we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n\n  Grab his arms, I got his feet\n  Close the trunk\n  Count of three: 1, 2, 3!\n"},{"id":30083565,"name":"Run‐Ins","trackName":"Run‐Ins","artistName":"Boldy James","albumName":"The Price Of Tea In China (Deluxe Edition)","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Three people running\nOfficers on their tails—one, two, three, four\nAt least four officers there on the tails\nUh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\nRun, lil' nigga, boy\nTrying to catch whoever these men are. They get\nRun, run\nKeep running, yeah\nThis for my niggas on the run\n\nThe more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\nMy young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\nA hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\nRun off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\nTryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\nRun into my ex and now she giving me the run around\nGot your bitch running errands cause we run the town\nI don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\nBeen tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\nRunners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\nNike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\nA bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\nSince you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\nA couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\nRunning back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\nMy other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\nI been running all my life\nHaving run-ins with the law, leave the engine running\nFinna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play\nGrowing up as a young'un, I was a runaway\nOutside in the cold with a runny nose\nRoadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road\nHad a run, ran it up, now we off and running\nYou might've caught me down bad but never caught me running\n\nTwo suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods\nAt a very high rate of speed\nEventually ditching the car and running their separate ways\nOne man surrendered after running for several blocks\nThis is all unfolding about a mile\nfrom the city airport on Detroit's Eastside\nIt's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\nBut we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n\nGrab his arms, I got his feet\nClose the trunk\nCount of three: 1, 2, 3!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Run‐Ins\n  artist: Boldy James\n  album: The Price Of Tea In China (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Three people running\n  Officers on their tails—one, two, three, four\n  At least four officers there on the tails\n  Uh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\n  Run, lil' nigga, boy\n  Trying to catch whoever these men are. They get\n  Run, run\n  Keep running, yeah\n  This for my niggas on the run\n\n  The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\n  My young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\n  A hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\n  Run off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\n  Tryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\n  Run into my ex and now she giving me the run around\n  Got your bitch running errands cause we run the town\n  I don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\n  Been tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\n  Runners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\n  Nike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\n  A bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\n  Since you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\n  A couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\n  Running back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\n  My other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\n  I been 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This is all unfolding about a mile from the city\n  Airport on Detroit's east side\n  It's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\n  But we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n"},{"id":9377631,"name":"Run‐Ins","trackName":"Run‐Ins","artistName":"Boldy James","albumName":"The Price of Tea in China","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Three people running\nOfficers on their tails—one, two, three, four\nAt least four officers there on the tails\nUh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\nRun, lil' nigga, boy\nTrying to catch whoever these men are. They get\nRun, run\nKeep running, yeah\nThis for my niggas on the run\n\nThe more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\nMy young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\nA hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\nRun off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\nTryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\nRun into my ex and now she giving me the run around\nGot your bitch running errands cause we run the town\nI don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\nBeen tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\nRunners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\nNike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\nA bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\nSince you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\nA couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\nRunning back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\nMy other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\nI been running all my life\nHaving run-ins with the law, leave the engine running\nFinna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play\nGrowing up as a young'un, I was a runaway\nOutside in the cold with a runny nose\nRoadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road\nHad a run, ran it up, now we off and running\nYou might've caught me down bad but never caught me running\n\nTwo suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods\nAt a very high rate of speed\nEventually ditching the car and running their separate ways\nOne man surrendered after running for several blocks\nThis is all unfolding about a mile\nfrom the city airport on Detroit's Eastside\nIt's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\nBut we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n\nGrab his arms, I got his feet\nClose the trunk\nCount of three: 1, 2, 3!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Run‐Ins\n  artist: Boldy James\n  album: The Price of Tea in China\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Three people running\n  Officers on their tails—one, two, three, four\n  At least four officers there on the tails\n  Uh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\n  Run, lil' nigga, boy\n  Trying to catch whoever these men are. They get\n  Run, run\n  Keep running, yeah\n  This for my niggas on the run\n\n  The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\n  My young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\n  A hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\n  Run off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\n  Tryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\n  Run into my ex and now she giving me the run around\n  Got your bitch running errands cause we run the town\n  I don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\n  Been tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\n  Runners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\n  Nike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\n  A bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\n  Since you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\n  A couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\n  Running back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\n  My other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\n  I been running all my life\n  Having run-ins with the law, leave the engine running\n  Finna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play\n  Growing up as a young'un, I was a runaway\n  Outside in the cold with a runny nose\n  Roadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road\n  Had a run, ran it up, now we off and running\n  You might've caught me down bad but never caught me running\n\n  Two suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods\n  At a very high rate of speed\n  Eventually ditching the car and running their separate ways\n  One man surrendered after running for several blocks\n  This is all unfolding about a mile\n  from the city airport on Detroit's Eastside\n  It's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\n  But we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n\n  Grab his arms, I got his feet\n  Close the trunk\n  Count of three: 1, 2, 3!\n"},{"id":35370487,"name":"Run-Ins","trackName":"Run-Ins","artistName":"Boldy James","albumName":"YouTube Import","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Three people running\nOfficers on their tails—one, two, three, four\nAt least four officers there on the tails\nUh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\nRun, lil' nigga, boy\nTrying to catch whoever these men are. They get\nRun, run\nKeep running, yeah\nThis for my niggas on the run\n\nThe more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat\nMy young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts\nA hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground\nRun off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down\nTryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down\nRun into my ex and now she giving me the run around\nGot your bitch running errands cause we run the town\nI don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, \"Move the fuck around\"\nBeen tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down\nRunners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners\nNike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in\nA bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in\nSince you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends\nA couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then\nRunning back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin\nMy other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten\nI been running all my life\nHaving run-ins with the law, leave the engine running\nFinna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play\nGrowing up as a young'un, I was a runaway\nOutside in the cold with a runny nose\nRoadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road\nHad a run, ran it up, now we off and running\nYou might've caught me down bad but never caught me running\n\nTwo suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods\nAt a very high rate of speed\nEventually ditching the car and running their separate ways\nOne man surrendered after running for several blocks\nThis is all unfolding about a mile\nFrom the city airport on Detroit's Eastside\nIt's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police\nBut we are working to get more information for you as we speak\n\nGrab his arms, I got his feet\nClose the trunk\nCount of three: 1, 2, 3!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Run-Ins\n  artist: Boldy James\n  album: YouTube Import\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Three people running\n  Officers on their tails—one, two, three, four\n  At least four officers there on the tails\n  Uh, you see officers there, in units still and on point\n  Run, lil' nigga, boy\n  Trying to catch whoever these men are. 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