[{"id":11743043,"name":"Tha Problem (dirty)","trackName":"Tha Problem (dirty)","artistName":"Cassidy","albumName":"Split Personality","duration":230.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I need all my real niggaz to stand up.\nAll you fake ass niggaz fall back.\nIt's a problem.\nPhilly stand up!\n\n(What's ya name dog?) Cassidy\n(Man, tell 'em again) Caissidy\n(Man, where ya from?) Philly\n(Talk to 'em talk to 'em) If ya ready to feel me\n(Talk to' em talk to 'em) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all\n(I tried to tell 'em, man) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all\n(I tried to tell 'em, man) The hood know I'm a problem, y'all\n(I tried to tell 'em, man) The world know I'm a problem, y'all\n(I tried to tell 'em, man)\n\nMy name Cass and I'm 'bout my B-I\nNiggaz wanna be me, yeah I can see why\nTold y'all How I used to roll and see Clive\nHop off the G-4, hop in the G-5\nBut since niggaz wanna copy and be me\nI'mma hop off the yacht then hop in the GT\nGot niggaz in the hood knockin' the CD\nWait 'till my face start poppin' on TV\nSee the ladies give me top for cheapy\nAll they wanna do is just hop on the wee-wee\nMy rich chick'll take a helicopter to see me\nI pop Dominican and she'll drop me a key free\nI got a actress in L.A., doctor in DC\nEven got a lawyer a cop in the DT\nSee I got money but I ain't spendin' it\nI need a girl who got a job wit nice benefits\n'Cuz honey bunch I ain't wit the funny stuff\nYou ain't gone fuck me to spend my money up\nNah, I can't have it boo\nBut girl do what you do I ain't mad at you\nNah, 'cuz I got since to know\nThat I ain't gone get pimped, I'mma pimp a hoe\nAyyo, get money nigga fuck the fame\n(The industry is in trouble, betta learn his name!)\n\nCassidy! (Man, tell 'em again)\nCassidy! (Man, where ya from?)\nPhilly (Talk to 'em, talk to 'em)\nIf ya ready to feel me (Talk to' em talk to 'em)\nBottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\nBottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\nThe hood know I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\nThe world know I'm a problem, y'all (Hold on, I tried to tell 'em, man!)\n\nAyyo, guess what happened, guess what happened?\nI was on the radio and yo, guess what happened?\nI'm sittin' there starin' in this DJ face\nAnd all he askin' me about is the Freeway tape\nI'm like, \"If I ain't right you can say I'm wrong\nBut Mr. DJ can you play my song?\"\nPlease, play somethin' that's good for the air\nPlease, play somethin' that the hood wanna hear\nSo when the radio go to put that trash on\nCall 'em up and say, \"Put that Cass on!\"\nAnd I ain't pissin' nobody\nBut if every rapper died I wouldn't be missin' nobody\n'Specially if it ain't Styles, 'Kiss or nobody\nBusta, Nore, Swizz or nobody\nIf it ain't Drag, Kim or Fat Joe\nI could care less if a cat gotta lay on his back, yo\nSo, I don't owe y'all niggaz\nAnd y'all might be aight but I don't know y'all niggaz\nI mean, it's a couple other niggaz that I've met\nWith the FS on my chest without press\nI got love for Snoop, Puff and Wyclef\nAnd my niggaz Esco, so let's go, yo\nGet money nigga, fuck the fame\n(The industry is in trouble, betta learn his name!)\n\nCassidy! (Man, tell 'em again)\nCassidy! (Man, where ya from?)\nPhilly (Talk to 'em, talk to 'em)\nIf ya ready to feel me (Talk to' em talk to 'em)\nBottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\nBottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\nThe hood know I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\nThe world know I'm a problem, y'all (Hold on, I tried to tell 'em, man!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tha Problem (dirty)\n  artist: Cassidy\n  album: Split Personality\n  duration_ms: 230000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I need all my real niggaz to stand up.\n  All you fake ass niggaz fall back.\n  It's a problem.\n  Philly stand up!\n\n  (What's ya name dog?) Cassidy\n  (Man, tell 'em again) Caissidy\n  (Man, where ya from?) Philly\n  (Talk to 'em talk to 'em) If ya ready to feel me\n  (Talk to' em talk to 'em) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all\n  (I tried to tell 'em, man) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all\n  (I tried to tell 'em, man) The hood know I'm a problem, y'all\n  (I tried to tell 'em, man) The world know I'm a problem, y'all\n  (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n\n  My name Cass and I'm 'bout my B-I\n  Niggaz wanna be me, yeah I can see why\n  Told y'all How I used to roll and see Clive\n  Hop off the G-4, hop in the G-5\n  But since niggaz wanna copy and be me\n  I'mma hop off the yacht then hop in the GT\n  Got niggaz in the hood knockin' the CD\n  Wait 'till my face start poppin' on TV\n  See the ladies give me top for cheapy\n  All they wanna do is just hop on the wee-wee\n  My rich chick'll take a helicopter to see me\n  I pop Dominican and she'll drop me a key free\n  I got a actress in L.A., doctor in DC\n  Even got a lawyer a cop in the DT\n  See I got money but I ain't spendin' it\n  I need a girl who got a job wit nice benefits\n  'Cuz honey bunch I ain't wit the funny stuff\n  You ain't gone fuck me to spend my money up\n  Nah, I can't have it boo\n  But girl do what you do I ain't mad at you\n  Nah, 'cuz I got since to know\n  That I ain't gone get pimped, I'mma pimp a hoe\n  Ayyo, get money nigga fuck the fame\n  (The industry is in trouble, betta learn his name!)\n\n  Cassidy! (Man, tell 'em again)\n  Cassidy! (Man, where ya from?)\n  Philly (Talk to 'em, talk to 'em)\n  If ya ready to feel me (Talk to' em talk to 'em)\n  Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n  Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n  The hood know I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n  The world know I'm a problem, y'all (Hold on, I tried to tell 'em, man!)\n\n  Ayyo, guess what happened, guess what happened?\n  I was on the radio and yo, guess what happened?\n  I'm sittin' there starin' in this DJ face\n  And all he askin' me about is the Freeway tape\n  I'm like, \"If I ain't right you can say I'm wrong\n  But Mr. DJ can you play my song?\"\n  Please, play somethin' that's good for the air\n  Please, play somethin' that the hood wanna hear\n  So when the radio go to put that trash on\n  Call 'em up and say, \"Put that Cass on!\"\n  And I ain't pissin' nobody\n  But if every rapper died I wouldn't be missin' nobody\n  'Specially if it ain't Styles, 'Kiss or nobody\n  Busta, Nore, Swizz or nobody\n  If it ain't Drag, Kim or Fat Joe\n  I could care less if a cat gotta lay on his back, yo\n  So, I don't owe y'all niggaz\n  And y'all might be aight but I don't know y'all niggaz\n  I mean, it's a couple other niggaz that I've met\n  With the FS on my chest without press\n  I got love for Snoop, Puff and Wyclef\n  And my niggaz Esco, so let's go, yo\n  Get money nigga, fuck the fame\n  (The industry is in trouble, betta learn his name!)\n\n  Cassidy! (Man, tell 'em again)\n  Cassidy! (Man, where ya from?)\n  Philly (Talk to 'em, talk to 'em)\n  If ya ready to feel me (Talk to' em talk to 'em)\n  Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n  Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n  The hood know I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man)\n  The world know I'm a problem, y'all (Hold on, I tried to tell 'em, man!)\n"}]