[{"id":1589930,"name":"Whoop That Trick","trackName":"Whoop That Trick","artistName":"Djay","albumName":"Hustle & Flow","duration":267.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Don't you see me on a hustle?\n\nWhere you at?\n\nOn my shift, I was on my third dance\nNigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\nAnd make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n\nAye bitch, watch your mouth\n\nNigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n\nWhoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\nIf you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\nI done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\nNow I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\nDjay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\nAna on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\nYou ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\nFrom the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\nBorn and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\nBefore it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\nThis only the beginning, I got a lot to say\nIt's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\nAin't no love ho, just bring it the door\nI'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\nSo if you want some, this is your death wish\nBetter come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\nYou think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\nGot me acting buck and shit\nHoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\nI'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\nA couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\nI'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\nShirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\nSloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\nBut crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\nI don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\nSetting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\nBut this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\nSecurity be the main ones acting like some hoes\nBut you done fucked up, you better call the the law\nI'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\nAnd that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\nWatch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n\nI came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\nFighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\nThis what happens when you get caught up in the mix\nAll that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\nThis that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\nI thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\nYour clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\nThat bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\nSee, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\nNiggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\nWe some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\nDuck the police cause we know we the suspects\nMake you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\nIf they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\nMy advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\nGet caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n\nWhoop that trick","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.05] Don't you see me on a hustle?\n[00:13.76] Where you at?\n[00:15.40] On my shift, I was on my third dance\n[00:17.47] Nigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\n[00:19.93] And make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n[00:21.90] Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n[00:24.17] Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n[00:25.55] Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n[00:53.72] If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n[00:57.20] I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n[01:00.45] Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n[01:03.61] Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n[01:06.57] Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n[01:09.91] You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n[01:13.36] From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n[01:16.28] Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n[01:19.49] Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n[01:22.47] This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n[01:25.90] It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n[01:28.93] Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n[01:32.41] I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n[01:36.11] So if you want some, this is your death wish\n[01:39.38] Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n[01:42.40] You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n[01:46.85] Got me acting buck and shit\n[01:58.35] Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n[02:14.15] I'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\n[02:17.25] A couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\n[02:20.08] I'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\n[02:20.22] Shirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\n[02:26.82] Sloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\n[02:30.03] But crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\n[02:33.48] I don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\n[02:36.53] Setting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\n[02:39.40] But this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\n[02:42.62] Security be the main ones acting like some hoes\n[02:46.13] But you done fucked up, you better call the the law\n[02:49.78] I'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\n[02:52.67] And that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\n[02:55.85] Watch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n[03:03.69] I came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\n[03:27.13] Fighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\n[03:30.47] This what happens when you get caught up in the mix\n[03:33.86] All that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\n[03:37.05] This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\n[03:40.03] I thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\n[03:43.35] Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\n[03:46.74] That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n[03:49.90] See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n[03:53.06] Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n[03:56.37] We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n[03:59.71] Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n[04:02.88] Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n[04:06.25] If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n[04:09.31] My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n[04:12.53] Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n[04:16.21] Whoop that trick\n[04:18.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Whoop That Trick\n  artist: Djay\n  album: Hustle & Flow\n  duration_ms: 267000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Don't you see me on a hustle?\n  start_ms: 11050\n  end_ms: 13760\n- text: Where you at?\n  start_ms: 13760\n  end_ms: 15400\n- text: On my shift, I was on my third 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You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n  From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n  Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n  Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n  This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n  It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n  Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n  I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n  So if you want some, this is your death wish\n  Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\n  You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n  Got me acting buck and shit\n  Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n  I'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\n  A couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\n  I'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\n  Shirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\n  Sloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\n  But crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\n  I don't think you 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of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\nNow I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\nDjay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\nAna on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\nYou ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\nFrom the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\nBorn and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\nBefore it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\nThis only the beginning, I got a lot to say\nIt's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\nAin't no love ho, just bring it the door\nI'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\nSo if you want some, this is your death wish\nBetter come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\nYou think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\nGot me acting buck and shit\nHoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\nI'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\nA couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\nI'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\nShirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\nSloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\nBut crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\nI don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\nSetting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\nBut this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\nSecurity be the main ones acting like some hoes\nBut you done fucked up, you better call the the law\nI'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\nAnd that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\nWatch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n\nI came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\nFighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\nThis what happens when you get caught up in the mix\nAll that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\nThis that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\nI thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\nYour clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\nThat bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\nSee, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\nNiggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\nWe some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\nDuck the police cause we know we the suspects\nMake you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\nIf they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\nMy advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\nGet caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n\nWhoop that trick","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.05] Don't you see me on a hustle?\n[00:13.76] Where you at?\n[00:15.40] On my shift, I was on my third dance\n[00:17.47] Nigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\n[00:19.93] And make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n[00:21.90] Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n[00:24.17] Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n[00:25.55] Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n[00:53.72] If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n[00:57.20] I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n[01:00.45] Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n[01:03.61] Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n[01:06.57] Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n[01:09.91] You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n[01:13.36] From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n[01:16.28] Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n[01:19.49] Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n[01:22.47] This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n[01:25.90] It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n[01:28.93] Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n[01:32.41] I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n[01:36.11] So if you want some, this is your death wish\n[01:39.38] Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n[01:42.40] You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n[01:46.85] Got me acting buck and shit\n[01:58.35] Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n[02:14.15] I'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\n[02:17.25] A couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\n[02:20.08] I'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\n[02:20.22] Shirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\n[02:26.82] Sloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\n[02:30.03] But crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\n[02:33.48] I don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\n[02:36.53] Setting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\n[02:39.40] But this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\n[02:42.62] Security be the main ones acting like some hoes\n[02:46.13] But you done fucked up, you better call the the law\n[02:49.78] I'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\n[02:52.67] And that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\n[02:55.85] Watch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n[03:03.69] I came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\n[03:27.13] Fighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\n[03:30.47] This what happens when you get caught up in the mix\n[03:33.86] All that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\n[03:37.05] This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\n[03:40.03] I thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\n[03:43.35] Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\n[03:46.74] That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n[03:49.90] See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n[03:53.06] Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n[03:56.37] We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n[03:59.71] Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n[04:02.88] Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n[04:06.25] If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n[04:09.31] My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n[04:12.53] Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n[04:16.21] Whoop that trick\n[04:18.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Whoop That Trick\n  artist: DJay\n  album: DJ Envy-Hitlist 12\n  duration_ms: 256000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Don't you see me on a hustle?\n  start_ms: 11050\n  end_ms: 13760\n- text: Where you at?\n  start_ms: 13760\n  end_ms: 15400\n- text: On my shift, I was on my third dance\n  start_ms: 15400\n  end_ms: 17470\n- text: Nigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\n  start_ms: 17470\n  end_ms: 19930\n- text: And make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n  start_ms: 19930\n  end_ms: 21900\n- text: Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n  start_ms: 21900\n  end_ms: 24170\n- text: Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n  start_ms: 24170\n  end_ms: 25550\n- text: Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n  start_ms: 25550\n  end_ms: 53720\n- text: If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n  start_ms: 53720\n  end_ms: 57200\n- text: I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n  start_ms: 57200\n  end_ms: 60450\n- text: Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n  start_ms: 60450\n  end_ms: 63610\n- text: Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n  start_ms: 63610\n  end_ms: 66570\n- text: Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n  start_ms: 66570\n  end_ms: 69910\n- text: You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n  start_ms: 69910\n  end_ms: 73360\n- text: From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n  start_ms: 73360\n  end_ms: 76280\n- text: Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n  start_ms: 76280\n  end_ms: 79490\n- text: Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n  start_ms: 79490\n  end_ms: 82470\n- text: This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n  start_ms: 82470\n  end_ms: 85900\n- text: It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n  start_ms: 85900\n  end_ms: 88930\n- text: Ain't no love ho, just 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183690\n- text: I came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\n  start_ms: 183690\n  end_ms: 207130\n- text: Fighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\n  start_ms: 207130\n  end_ms: 210470\n- text: This what happens when you get caught up in the mix\n  start_ms: 210470\n  end_ms: 213860\n- text: All that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\n  start_ms: 213860\n  end_ms: 217050\n- text: This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\n  start_ms: 217050\n  end_ms: 220030\n- text: I thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\n  start_ms: 220030\n  end_ms: 223350\n- text: Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\n  start_ms: 223350\n  end_ms: 226740\n- text: That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n  start_ms: 226740\n  end_ms: 229900\n- text: See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n  start_ms: 229900\n  end_ms: 233060\n- text: Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n  start_ms: 233060\n  end_ms: 236370\n- text: We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n  start_ms: 236370\n  end_ms: 239710\n- text: Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n  start_ms: 239710\n  end_ms: 242880\n- text: Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n  start_ms: 242880\n  end_ms: 246250\n- text: If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n  start_ms: 246250\n  end_ms: 249310\n- text: My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n  start_ms: 249310\n  end_ms: 252530\n- text: Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n  start_ms: 252530\n  end_ms: 256210\n- text: Whoop that trick\n  start_ms: 256210\n  end_ms: 258470\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 258470\nplain: |-\n  Don't you see me on a hustle?\n\n  Where you at?\n\n  On my shift, I was on my third dance\n  Nigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\n  And make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n\n  Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n\n  Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n\n  Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n  If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n  I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n  Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n  Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n  Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n  You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n  From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n  Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n  Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n  This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n  It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n  Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n  I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n  So if you want some, this is your death wish\n  Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\n  You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n  Got me acting buck and shit\n  Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n  I'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\n  A couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\n  I'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\n  Shirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\n  Sloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\n  But crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\n  I don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\n  Setting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\n  But this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\n  Security be the main ones acting like some hoes\n  But you done fucked up, you better call the the law\n  I'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\n  And that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\n  Watch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n\n  I came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\n  Fighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\n  This what happens when you get caught up in the mix\n  All that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\n  This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\n  I thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\n  Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\n  That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n  See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n  Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n  We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n  Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n  Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n  If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n  My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n  Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n\n  Whoop that trick\n"},{"id":31048566,"name":"Whoop That Trick","trackName":"Whoop That Trick","artistName":"Djay","albumName":"SC8935-07","duration":292.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Don't you see me on a hustle?\n\nWhere you at?\n\nOn my shift, I was on my third dance\nNigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\nAnd make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n\nAye bitch, watch your mouth\n\nNigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n\nWhoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\nIf you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\nI done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\nNow I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\nDjay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\nAna on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\nYou ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\nFrom the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\nBorn and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\nBefore it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\nThis only the beginning, I got a lot to say\nIt's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\nAin't no love ho, just bring it the door\nI'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\nSo if you want some, this is your death wish\nBetter come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\nYou think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\nGot me acting buck and shit\nHoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\nI'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\nA couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\nI'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\nShirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\nSloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\nBut crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\nI don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\nSetting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\nBut this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\nSecurity be the main ones acting like some hoes\nBut you done fucked up, you better call the the law\nI'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\nAnd that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\nWatch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n\nI came to bust a nigga head, leave him 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dance\n[00:17.47] Nigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\n[00:19.93] And make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n[00:21.90] Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n[00:24.17] Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n[00:25.55] Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n[00:53.72] If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n[00:57.20] I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n[01:00.45] Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n[01:03.61] Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n[01:06.57] Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n[01:09.91] You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n[01:13.36] From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n[01:16.28] Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n[01:19.49] Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n[01:22.47] This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n[01:25.90] It's been a long time, and you got hell to 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end_ms: 21900\n- text: Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n  start_ms: 21900\n  end_ms: 24170\n- text: Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n  start_ms: 24170\n  end_ms: 25550\n- text: Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n  start_ms: 25550\n  end_ms: 53720\n- text: If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n  start_ms: 53720\n  end_ms: 57200\n- text: I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n  start_ms: 57200\n  end_ms: 60450\n- text: Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n  start_ms: 60450\n  end_ms: 63610\n- text: Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n  start_ms: 63610\n  end_ms: 66570\n- text: Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n  start_ms: 66570\n  end_ms: 69910\n- text: You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n  start_ms: 69910\n  end_ms: 73360\n- text: From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n  start_ms: 73360\n  end_ms: 76280\n- text: Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis 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they scattered out like roaches\n  start_ms: 223350\n  end_ms: 226740\n- text: That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n  start_ms: 226740\n  end_ms: 229900\n- text: See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n  start_ms: 229900\n  end_ms: 233060\n- text: Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n  start_ms: 233060\n  end_ms: 236370\n- text: We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n  start_ms: 236370\n  end_ms: 239710\n- text: Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n  start_ms: 239710\n  end_ms: 242880\n- text: Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n  start_ms: 242880\n  end_ms: 246250\n- text: If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n  start_ms: 246250\n  end_ms: 249310\n- text: My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n  start_ms: 249310\n  end_ms: 252530\n- text: Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n  start_ms: 252530\n  end_ms: 256210\n- text: Whoop that trick\n  start_ms: 256210\n  end_ms: 258470\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 258470\nplain: |-\n  Don't you see me on a hustle?\n\n  Where you at?\n\n  On my shift, I was on my third dance\n  Nigga what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers\n  And make these motherfuckers throw they money at me?\n\n  Aye bitch, watch your mouth\n\n  Nigga I ain't even made pay out yet\n\n  Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n  If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n  I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n  Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n  Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n  Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n  You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n  From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n  Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n  Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n  This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n  It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n  Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n  I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n  So if you want some, this is your death wish\n  Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\n  You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n  Got me acting buck and shit\n  Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n  I'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose\n  A couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost\n  I'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes\n  Shirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized\n  Sloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store\n  But crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost\n  I don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned\n  Setting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\n  But this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\n  Security be the main ones acting like some hoes\n  But you done fucked up, you better call 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banned\n[02:36.53] Setting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan\n[02:39.40] But this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go\n[02:42.62] Security be the main ones acting like some hoes\n[02:46.13] But you done fucked up, you better call the the law\n[02:49.78] I'mma break this Moet bottle cross your fucking jaw\n[02:52.67] And that's for anyone that ever disrespected D\n[02:55.85] Watch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your ass beat\n[03:03.69] I came to bust a nigga head, leave him bloody red\n[03:27.13] Fighting for his life as they rush him to the Med\n[03:30.47] This what happens when you get caught up in the mix\n[03:33.86] All that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\n[03:37.05] This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\n[03:40.03] I thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\n[03:43.35] Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\n[03:46.74] That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n[03:49.90] See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n[03:53.06] Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n[03:56.37] We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n[03:59.71] Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n[04:02.88] Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n[04:06.25] If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n[04:09.31] My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n[04:12.53] Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n[04:16.21] Whoop that trick\n[04:18.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Whoop That Trick\n  artist: DJay (Terrence Howard)\n  album: VA - Hustle & Flow\n  duration_ms: 267000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Don't you see me on a hustle?\n  start_ms: 11050\n  end_ms: 13760\n- text: Where you at?\n  start_ms: 13760\n  end_ms: 15400\n- text: On my shift, I was on my third dance\n  start_ms: 15400\n  end_ms: 17470\n- text: Nigga what you think, I can just 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flip\n[01:00.45] Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n[01:03.61] Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n[01:06.57] Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n[01:09.91] You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n[01:13.36] From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n[01:16.28] Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n[01:19.49] Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n[01:22.47] This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n[01:25.90] It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n[01:28.93] Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n[01:32.41] I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n[01:36.11] So if you want some, this is your death wish\n[01:39.38] Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n[01:42.40] You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n[01:46.85] Got me acting buck and shit\n[01:58.35] Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n[02:14.15] I'm already on that 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Med\n[03:30.47] This what happens when you get caught up in the mix\n[03:33.86] All that jaw jacking got your ass in a bunch of shit\n[03:37.05] This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck\n[03:40.03] I thought you came deep, nigga where your backup\n[03:43.35] Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches\n[03:46.74] That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus\n[03:49.90] See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club\n[03:53.06] Niggas started gangsta walking and we tear the bitch up\n[03:56.37] We some straight hood niggas from the ghetto and the projects\n[03:59.71] Duck the police cause we know we the suspects\n[04:02.88] Make you wonder what's next bitch, guard your grill\n[04:06.25] If they play this in the club you get your ass beat for real\n[04:09.31] My advice would be to chill, M-Town niggas sick\n[04:12.53] Get caught without a warning and get your ass whooped quick bitch\n[04:16.21] Whoop that trick\n[04:18.47] 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Whoop that trick I'mma make these sucka's recognize I ain't playin' ho\n  If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go\n  I done held in a lot of shit and I'm 'bout to flip\n  Now I think it's time to show you bitches who you fuckin' with\n  Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain\n  Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames\n  You ain't know, you fuckin' with a street nigga\n  From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer\n  Born and raised in the \"M\", Memphis Tennessee\n  Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me\n  This only the beginning, I got a lot to say\n  It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay\n  Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door\n  I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor\n  So if you want some, this is your death wish\n  Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick\n\n  You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick\n  Got me acting buck and shit\n  Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like fuck that shit\n  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