[{"id":18020684,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"Budsmokers Only","duration":266.2138749,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: Budsmokers Only\n duration_ms: 266214\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":21325820,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"Budsmokers Only [all.at/silx ]","duration":266.219208,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: Budsmokers Only [all.at/silx ]\n duration_ms: 266219\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":16440917,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs N Harmony","albumName":"The Collection Volume I","duration":266.351958,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony\n album: The Collection Volume I\n duration_ms: 266352\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":13440222,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Volume 1","duration":267.650612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: The Collection, Volume 1\n duration_ms: 267651\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":14203410,"name":"P.O.D. [*]","trackName":"P.O.D. [*]","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Vol. 1","duration":265.821031,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D. [*]\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: The Collection, Vol. 1\n duration_ms: 265821\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":15512138,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection: Volume One","duration":266.16,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: 'The Collection: Volume One'\n duration_ms: 266160\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":25068739,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony","albumName":"Budsmokers Only","duration":160.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n album: Budsmokers Only\n duration_ms: 160000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":23715940,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs N Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Vol. 1 [Bonus Track]","duration":283.658,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony\n album: The Collection, Vol. 1 [Bonus Track]\n duration_ms: 283658\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":23364645,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Vol. 1 [Bonus Track]","duration":266.133333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: The Collection, Vol. 1 [Bonus Track]\n duration_ms: 266133\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":24499671,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony","albumName":"The Collection Volume One","duration":262.329625,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony\n album: The Collection Volume One\n duration_ms: 262330\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":10063451,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n album: The Collection\n duration_ms: 266000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":9659285,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Volume One","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n album: The Collection, Volume One\n duration_ms: 266000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":26648032,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs -N- Harmony","albumName":"Bud Smokers Only","duration":266.193125,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs -N- Harmony\n album: Bud Smokers Only\n duration_ms: 266193\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"},{"id":28845519,"name":"P.O.D.","trackName":"P.O.D.","artistName":"Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony","albumName":"Budsmokers Only","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nSlow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\nFucked up, look at you faded\nI am what I am as a thug in the Land\nAnd that's all that I am\nDamn, you better come join this thugsta party\nBlunt smoke up in your body\nAnd come get high, get high\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nLet's all get lifted\nSplit the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\nNow, I've been smokin' out all day long\nP.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\nHow in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\nAbout a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\nTo the brain severely blunted\nAnd it ain't no shame off in my game\nHydroponics and Indonesia\nEven the stress sometimes be creeper\nSo pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\nLittle Lay, givin' you what you need\nNothin' but the best green leaves\nWith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nI be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\nBut I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\nGot to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\nBut I just can't get enough\nSmoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\nLet him choke, smoke but don't hold on\nDon't hold on, on, no, no\nAnd if you smoke it with me, yeah\nThen, I'ma smoke it with you\nY'all, we can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck\nWe can smoke it all up\nWe can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\nGet P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\nP.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\nHennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\nHere to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\nIn a daze, me puff puff on my reef\nGot a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\nAin't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\nAnd it gets me out of all miseries\nFollow the benefits, stay in place\nAs long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\nI'll be done, when I reach my own\nStay free; let the time go pass me by\nStay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\nWe smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\nOoh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\nFuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\nReefer really relax my mind\nAnd ask me one more time\nGet a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\nGet with us, smoke with your nigga\nSomebody told me, told me, you better\nRespect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)\nMy nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n(So high, so high am I)\nReefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n(So high, so high am I)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: P.O.D.\n artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n album: Budsmokers Only\n duration_ms: 266000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby\n Fucked up, look at you faded\n I am what I am as a thug in the Land\n And that's all that I am\n Damn, you better come join this thugsta party\n Blunt smoke up in your body\n And come get high, get high\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n Let's all get lifted\n Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty\n Now, I've been smokin' out all day long\n P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy\n How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?\n About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach\n To the brain severely blunted\n And it ain't no shame off in my game\n Hydroponics and Indonesia\n Even the stress sometimes be creeper\n So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah\n Little Lay, givin' you what you need\n Nothin' but the best green leaves\n With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord\n But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul\n Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff\n But I just can't get enough\n Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man\n Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on\n Don't hold on, on, no, no\n And if you smoke it with me, yeah\n Then, I'ma smoke it with you\n Y'all, we can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck\n We can smoke it all up\n We can smoke and get buck, buck, buck, buck, buzzed\n Get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I) Let's get P.O.D.'ded\n P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat\n Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically\n Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way\n In a daze, me puff puff on my reef\n Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas\n Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game\n And it gets me out of all miseries\n Follow the benefits, stay in place\n As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray\n I'll be done, when I reach my own\n Stay free; let the time go pass me by\n Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d\n We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah\n Ooh, yeah, get the blunts and weed\n Fuck the Hennessy, let's focus on these leaves\n Reefer really relax my mind\n And ask me one more time\n Get a split up, keep it lit up, can you feel us?\n Get with us, smoke with your nigga\n Somebody told me, told me, you better\n Respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)\n (So high, so high am I)\n Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)\n (So high, so high am I)\n"}]