[{"id":34158829,"name":"Boss Top ft. King Von - Get Back Mode (Official Music Video) [Shot by @qncy]","trackName":"Boss Top ft. King Von - Get Back Mode (Official Music Video) [Shot by @qncy]","artistName":"Boss Top","albumName":"Boss Top Videos","duration":159.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Strech Gang\nGet back mode, bitch (ProtegeBeatz)\nLet's get it\nWhat?\nHuh? (DJ Benz, oh, man)\n\nI hit the Glock up, niggas too litty, bitch, I hit the guap up\nNiggas wrote statements, niggas was tellin' on me, I hit the lockup\nNiggas gettin' popped up, ever try to harass us\nGucci everything from the sock up\nWet the whole block up, came through drippin' on 'em\nSomebody mop up\n\nGlock.29 to your boxcut, pop me a bean, bitch, I hit the chop up\nSmoke out the P's, bag full of cheese\nI'm sippin' purple, that Wockhardt\nFoenem be thirsty to drop somethin'\nCame down the strip and light the whole block up\nCame through swervin' in a two-seater lookin' like Vivica A. Fox (DJ Benz)\n\nVon too fly, won't box nothin'\nBitch, you high, go top somethin'\nRollin' off the pills, got a nigga wanna pop somethin'\nI'm too hot, they like \"King Von, drop somethin'\"\nWhat you want? A song? Or a opp? Or somethin'?\nCaught his ass lackin', couldn't make the summer\nHe be workin' packs, he ain't makin' nothin'\nNigga too ugly, he ain't fuckin', he be takin' somethin'\n\nI got hot shells, not burritos\nI load 'em and shoot 'em like free throw\nI crash the car dozing off on this Zeko\nRap shit easy like I got the cheat code\nI got a Mexican freak ho\nHer brother the plug, chico\nOut like the Jacksons, Tito\nAnd if you want smoke just let me know\n\nSee, I'm on the come up, still I run up\nLight this shit up like the sun up\n50-round drummer, pipe like a plumber\nBut it really came from Osama\nGet a lotta munna, VVS charmer\nI ain't fuckin' shit, no condom\nI'm loaded, I'm armed up, reload it and harm some\nMotor got hit from the arm up\n\nBrown Gucci socks, Gucci (palm) bruh\nBlack Gucci boots when I'm in the Tonka\nHop out this summer, money like Von\nJewelry all water-like thunder\nDrank in my lungs, smokin' on onion, Backwood fat like a punker\nGet Back Mode, I'm droppin' this summer\nStreets in the head like\n\nI tote a Glock not a Ruger, all my niggas smoke Tooka\nAnd I my eatin' steaks with the shooter\nHundred K on a chain, yeah, me and Booka\nBetta not tweak, I'm stupid, use your head don't lose it\n12 years old when I stole me a Buick\nI was too young, I ain't know how to use it, damn\n\n\"Ayy, King Von, just drop somethin'\", call DQ, go pop somethin'\nOpps outside make a nigga wanna mop somethin'\nYou killed what? Ayy, pussy nigga stop frontin'\nSee, I'm up in here with the Stretchers\nWe stackin' up bodies like Tetris\nGet the fuck up off my phone talkin' reckless\nHe got hit in his shit, bet he got the message\n\nYeah, yeah\nYou know what the fuck goin' on, nigga\nKing Von, Boss Tee know what the fuck goin' on nigga (the fuck goin' on, nigga)\nYeah, yeah\nStretch Gang shit, nigga\nWhat? (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nYeah (let's get it)\nYeah (let's get it)\nYeah (let's get it)\nGame over, you bitch-ass niggas\nYeah, Stretch Gang, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.44] Strech Gang\n[00:02.88] Get back mode, bitch (ProtegeBeatz)\n[00:06.63] Let's get it\n[00:08.82] What?\n[00:10.15] Huh? (DJ Benz, oh, man)\n[00:13.80] I hit the Glock up, niggas too litty, bitch, I hit the guap up\n[00:16.98] Niggas wrote statements, niggas was tellin' on me, I hit the lockup\n[00:19.87] Niggas gettin' popped up, ever try to harass us\n[00:22.12] Gucci everything from the sock up\n[00:23.83] Wet the whole block up, came through drippin' on 'em\n[00:25.72] Somebody mop up\n[00:27.01] Glock.29 to your boxcut, pop me a bean, bitch, I hit the chop up\n[00:30.79] Smoke out the P's, bag full of cheese\n[00:32.31] I'm sippin' purple, that Wockhardt\n[00:33.93] Foenem be thirsty to drop somethin'\n[00:35.87] Came down the strip and light the whole block up\n[00:37.26] Came through swervin' in a two-seater lookin' like Vivica A. Fox (DJ Benz)\n[00:41.12] Von too fly, won't box nothin'\n[00:42.72] Bitch, you high, go top somethin'\n[00:44.28] Rollin' off the pills, got a nigga wanna pop somethin'\n[00:45.79] I'm too hot, they like \"King Von, drop somethin'\"\n[00:47.50] What you want? A song? Or a opp? Or somethin'?\n[00:49.73] Caught his ass lackin', couldn't make the summer\n[00:51.16] He be workin' packs, he ain't makin' nothin'\n[00:52.76] Nigga too ugly, he ain't fuckin', he be takin' somethin'\n[00:54.79] I got hot shells, not burritos\n[00:55.92] I load 'em and shoot 'em like free throw\n[00:57.98] I crash the car dozing off on this Zeko\n[00:58.98] Rap shit easy like I got the cheat code\n[01:00.86] I got a Mexican freak ho\n[01:03.03] Her brother the plug, chico\n[01:04.63] Out like the Jacksons, Tito\n[01:06.54] And if you want smoke just let me know\n[01:08.48] See, I'm on the come up, still I run up\n[01:10.05] Light this shit up like the sun up\n[01:12.19] 50-round drummer, pipe like a plumber\n[01:13.28] But it really came from Osama\n[01:15.03] Get a lotta munna, VVS charmer\n[01:16.66] I ain't fuckin' shit, no condom\n[01:18.31] I'm loaded, I'm armed up, reload it and harm some\n[01:20.87] Motor got hit from the arm up\n[01:22.58] Brown Gucci socks, Gucci (palm) bruh\n[01:24.11] Black Gucci boots when I'm in the Tonka\n[01:25.87] Hop out this summer, money like Von\n[01:27.80] Jewelry all water-like thunder\n[01:29.45] Drank in my lungs, smokin' on onion, Backwood fat like a punker\n[01:32.74] Get Back Mode, I'm droppin' this summer\n[01:34.75] Streets in the head like\n[01:35.87] I tote a Glock not a Ruger, all my niggas smoke Tooka\n[01:39.67] And I my eatin' steaks with the shooter\n[01:40.74] Hundred K on a chain, yeah, me and Booka\n[01:44.07] Betta not tweak, I'm stupid, use your head don't lose it\n[01:47.17] 12 years old when I stole me a Buick\n[01:48.58] I was too young, I ain't know how to use it, damn\n[01:50.63] \"Ayy, King Von, just drop somethin'\", call DQ, go pop somethin'\n[01:54.33] Opps outside make a nigga wanna mop somethin'\n[01:55.68] You killed what? Ayy, pussy nigga stop frontin'\n[01:57.16] See, I'm up in here with the Stretchers\n[01:58.92] We stackin' up bodies like Tetris\n[02:00.77] Get the fuck up off my phone talkin' reckless\n[02:02.52] He got hit in his shit, bet he got the message\n[02:04.46] Yeah, yeah\n[02:06.70] You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga\n[02:09.27] King Von, Boss Tee know what the fuck goin' on nigga (the fuck goin' on, nigga)\n[02:11.63] Yeah, yeah\n[02:13.17] Stretch Gang shit, nigga\n[02:15.86] What? (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n[02:18.41] Yeah (let's get it)\n[02:25.29] Yeah (let's get it)\n[02:26.23] Yeah (let's get it)\n[02:28.32] Game over, you bitch-ass niggas\n[02:30.87] Yeah, Stretch Gang, bitch\n[02:33.42] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boss Top ft. 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(DJ Benz, oh, man)\n\n  I hit the Glock up, niggas too litty, bitch, I hit the guap up\n  Niggas wrote statements, niggas was tellin' on me, I hit the lockup\n  Niggas gettin' popped up, ever try to harass us\n  Gucci everything from the sock up\n  Wet the whole block up, came through drippin' on 'em\n  Somebody mop up\n\n  Glock.29 to your boxcut, pop me a bean, bitch, I hit the chop up\n  Smoke out the P's, bag full of cheese\n  I'm sippin' purple, that Wockhardt\n  Foenem be thirsty to drop somethin'\n  Came down the strip and light the whole block up\n  Came through swervin' in a two-seater lookin' like Vivica A. Fox (DJ Benz)\n\n  Von too fly, won't box nothin'\n  Bitch, you high, go top somethin'\n  Rollin' off the pills, got a nigga wanna pop somethin'\n  I'm too hot, they like \"King Von, drop somethin'\"\n  What you want? A song? Or a opp? Or somethin'?\n  Caught his ass lackin', couldn't make the summer\n  He be workin' packs, he ain't makin' nothin'\n  Nigga too ugly, he ain't fuckin', he be takin' somethin'\n\n  I got hot shells, not burritos\n  I load 'em and shoot 'em like free throw\n  I crash the car dozing off on this Zeko\n  Rap shit easy like I got the cheat code\n  I got a Mexican freak ho\n  Her brother the plug, chico\n  Out like the Jacksons, Tito\n  And if you want smoke just let me know\n\n  See, I'm on the come up, still I run up\n  Light this shit up like the sun up\n  50-round drummer, pipe like a plumber\n  But it really came from Osama\n  Get a lotta munna, VVS charmer\n  I ain't fuckin' shit, no condom\n  I'm loaded, I'm armed up, reload it and harm some\n  Motor got hit from the arm up\n\n  Brown Gucci socks, Gucci (palm) bruh\n  Black Gucci boots when I'm in the Tonka\n  Hop out this summer, money like Von\n  Jewelry all water-like thunder\n  Drank in my lungs, smokin' on onion, Backwood fat like a punker\n  Get Back Mode, I'm droppin' this summer\n  Streets in the head like\n\n  I tote a Glock not a Ruger, all my niggas smoke Tooka\n  And I my eatin' steaks with the shooter\n  Hundred K on a chain, yeah, me and Booka\n  Betta not tweak, I'm stupid, use your head don't lose it\n  12 years old when I stole me a Buick\n  I was too young, I ain't know how to use it, damn\n\n  \"Ayy, King Von, just drop somethin'\", call DQ, go pop somethin'\n  Opps outside make a nigga wanna mop somethin'\n  You killed what? Ayy, pussy nigga stop frontin'\n  See, I'm up in here with the Stretchers\n  We stackin' up bodies like Tetris\n  Get the fuck up off my phone talkin' reckless\n  He got hit in his shit, bet he got the message\n\n  Yeah, yeah\n  You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga\n  King Von, Boss Tee know what the fuck goin' on nigga (the fuck goin' on, nigga)\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Stretch Gang shit, nigga\n  What? (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Yeah (let's get it)\n  Yeah (let's get it)\n  Yeah (let's get it)\n  Game over, you bitch-ass niggas\n  Yeah, Stretch Gang, bitch\n"},{"id":23294635,"name":"Get Back Mode","trackName":"Get Back Mode","artistName":"Boss Top","albumName":"City of Hec (GetBackMode)","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Strech Gang\nGet Back mode, bitch\n(Protegebeatz)\nBrrt, baow, let's get it\nWhat?\nHuh?\n(DJ Bandz, aw man)\nI had the Glock up, niggas too litty, bitch, I had the guap up\nNiggas wrote statements, niggas was tellin' on me, I hit the lockup\nNiggas gettin' popped up, ever try to rob somethin'\nGucci everything from the sock up\nWet the whole block up, came through drippin' on 'em\nSomebody mop up\nGlock .29 to your boxcut, pop me a bean, bitch, I hit the chop up\nSmoke out the P's, bag full of cheese\nI'm sippin' purple, that Wockhardt\nFoe'nem be thirsty to drop somethin'\nCame down the strip and light the whole block up\nCame through swervin' in a two seater lookin' like Vivica A. Fox\nVon too fly, won't box nothin'\nBitch, you high, gon' top somethin'\nRollin' off the pills, got a nigga wanna pop somethin'\nI'm too hot, they like, \"King Von, drop somethin'\"\nWhat you want? A song? Or a opp? Or somethin'?\nCaught his ass lackin', couldn't make the summer\nHe be workin' packs, he ain't makin' nothin'\nNigga too ugly, he ain't fuckin', he be takin' somethin'\nI got hot shells, not burritos\nI load 'em and shoot 'em like free throw\nI crash the car dozing off on this Zeko\nRap shit easy like I got the cheat code\nI got a Mexican freak ho\nHer brother the plug, chico\nI love the Jacksons, Tito\nAnd if you want smoke just let me know\nSee, I'm on the come up, still I run up\nLight this shit up like the sun up\nFifty-round drummer, pipe like a plumber\nBut it really came from Osama\nGet a lotta munna, VVS charmer\nI ain't fuckin' shit, no condom\nI'm loaded, I'm armed up, reload it and harm some\nMotor got hit from the arm up\nBrown Gucci socks, Gucci palm, bro\nBlack Gucci boots when I'm in the Tonka\nHop out this summer, money like Von\nJewelry all water like thunder\nDrank in my lungs, smokin' on onion, Backwood' fat like a punker\nGet Back Mode, I'm droppin' this summer\nStreets in the head like Thelma\nVon\nI tote a Glock not a Ruger, all my niggas smoke Tooka\nI'm at Maestros eatin' steaks with a shooter\n100K on a chain, yeah, me and Booka\nBetta not tweak, I'm stupid, use your head don't lose it\nTwelve years old when I stole me a Buick\nI was too young, I ain't know how to use it, damn\n\"Ayy, King Von, just drop somethin'\", call DQ, go pop somethin'\nOpps outside make a nigga wanna mop somethin'\nYou killed what? Ayy, pussy nigga stop frontin'\nSee, I'm up in here with the Stretchers\nWe stackin' up bodies like Tetris\nGet the fuck up off my phone talkin' reckless\nHe got hit in his shit, I bet he got the message\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYou know what the fuck goin' on, nigga\nKing Von, Boss Tee know what the fuck goin' on nigga (the fuck goin' on, nigga)\nYeah, yeah\nStretch Gang shit, nigga\nWhat? What? (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n(let's get it)\nYeah (let's get it)\nYeah (let's get it)\nYeah (let's get it)\nGame over, you bitch-ass niggas\nYeah, Stretch Gang, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Back Mode\n  artist: Boss Top\n  album: City of Hec (GetBackMode)\n  duration_ms: 158000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Strech Gang\n  Get Back mode, bitch\n  (Protegebeatz)\n  Brrt, baow, let's get it\n  What?\n  Huh?\n  (DJ Bandz, aw man)\n  I had the Glock up, niggas too litty, bitch, I had the guap up\n  Niggas wrote statements, niggas was tellin' on me, I hit the lockup\n  Niggas gettin' popped up, ever try to rob somethin'\n  Gucci everything from the sock up\n  Wet the whole block up, came through drippin' on 'em\n  Somebody mop up\n  Glock .29 to your boxcut, pop me a bean, bitch, I hit the chop up\n  Smoke out the P's, bag full of cheese\n  I'm sippin' purple, that Wockhardt\n  Foe'nem be thirsty to drop somethin'\n  Came down the strip and light the whole block up\n  Came through swervin' in a two seater lookin' like Vivica A. Fox\n  Von too fly, won't box nothin'\n  Bitch, you high, gon' top somethin'\n  Rollin' off the pills, got a nigga wanna pop somethin'\n  I'm too hot, they like, \"King Von, drop somethin'\"\n  What you want? A song? Or a opp? Or somethin'?\n  Caught his ass lackin', couldn't make the summer\n  He be workin' packs, he ain't makin' nothin'\n  Nigga too ugly, he ain't fuckin', he be takin' somethin'\n  I got hot shells, not burritos\n  I load 'em and shoot 'em like free throw\n  I crash the car dozing off on this Zeko\n  Rap shit easy like I got the cheat code\n  I got a Mexican freak ho\n  Her brother the plug, chico\n  I love the Jacksons, Tito\n  And if you want smoke just let me know\n  See, I'm on the come up, still I run up\n  Light this shit up like the sun up\n  Fifty-round drummer, pipe like a plumber\n  But it really came from Osama\n  Get a lotta munna, VVS charmer\n  I ain't fuckin' shit, no condom\n  I'm loaded, I'm armed up, reload it and harm some\n  Motor got hit from the arm up\n  Brown Gucci socks, Gucci palm, bro\n  Black Gucci boots when I'm in the Tonka\n  Hop out this summer, money like Von\n  Jewelry all water like thunder\n  Drank in my lungs, smokin' on onion, Backwood' fat like a punker\n  Get Back Mode, I'm droppin' this summer\n  Streets in the head like Thelma\n  Von\n  I tote a Glock not a Ruger, all my niggas smoke Tooka\n  I'm at Maestros eatin' steaks with a shooter\n  100K on a chain, yeah, me and Booka\n  Betta not tweak, I'm stupid, use your head don't lose it\n  Twelve years old when I stole me a Buick\n  I was too young, I ain't know how to use it, damn\n  \"Ayy, King Von, just drop somethin'\", call DQ, go pop somethin'\n  Opps outside make a nigga wanna mop somethin'\n  You killed what? Ayy, pussy nigga stop frontin'\n  See, I'm up in here with the Stretchers\n  We stackin' up bodies like Tetris\n  Get the fuck up off my phone talkin' reckless\n  He got hit in his shit, I bet he got the message\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga\n  King Von, Boss Tee know what the fuck goin' on nigga (the fuck goin' on, nigga)\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Stretch Gang shit, nigga\n  What? What? (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  (let's get it)\n  Yeah (let's get it)\n  Yeah (let's get it)\n  Yeah (let's get it)\n  Game over, you bitch-ass niggas\n  Yeah, Stretch Gang, bitch\n"}]