[{"id":18273993,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr Dre","albumName":"Dr Dre","duration":219.933333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin ackrite\nQuestion is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\nAck-rite, bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just act right\nYou know what I'm saying?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' arm\nDon't be looking at a n- crazy\nJust give up the digits and be the fuck out\nYou know what I'm saying?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days\nWhen I wanted to catch sunrays\nIt's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nN- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\nAnd the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\nRound up four good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\nImma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nUhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\nGetting swarmed by those type of n-\nWith no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\nGrab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\nBling! Gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit phlegm on the name\nStefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nGitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nFronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\nMake tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\nFrom fake macks\nAyo, chase them girls\nIn that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\nNeckbone, looking back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tippin'\nMackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\nClip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch (yeah)\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nStop that stuff\nTake that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin, it's code 10\nPut this dick behind ya head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.99] It's fuckin ackrite\n[00:04.15] Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\n[00:07.74] Ack-rite, bitch\n[00:08.84] When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n[00:10.75] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:11.44] When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n[00:12.89] Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n[00:14.65] Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n[00:16.42] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:17.78] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.63] It was just one of those days\n[00:21.52] When I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.45] It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n[00:29.07] And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.49] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.18] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n[00:36.52] Round up four good-to-go girls\n[00:38.22] Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n[00:41.78] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.68] Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.90] Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n[00:50.41] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.37] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.74] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.26] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n[00:59.53] Imma have to ack-wild\n[01:00.95] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.46] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[01:05.99] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.48] (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[01:10.96] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[01:13.57] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.83] (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n[01:23.95] For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.65] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.28] Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.85] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.20] Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.83] Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n[01:37.69] With no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.43] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.69] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n[01:42.96] Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n[01:45.33] Bling! Gold chain gleam\n[01:46.87] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.27] Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.75] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n[01:54.56] I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n[01:56.66] Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.15] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.16] Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n[02:02.02] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.60] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[02:06.94] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:10.06] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[02:12.34] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[02:14.78] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:17.53] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:20.62] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[02:22.15] Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n[02:24.80] Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n[02:27.58] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.87] Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n[02:32.63] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.53] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.03] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n[02:38.82] Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n[02:41.49] From fake macks\n[02:42.21] Ayo, chase them girls\n[02:43.43] In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n[02:46.88] Neckbone, looking back at us\n[02:48.46] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.72] They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n[02:54.02] Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:56.78] Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n[02:58.80] Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n[03:01.01] Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n[03:03.34] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.67] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[03:08.17] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:11.20] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[03:13.22] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[03:15.98] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.39] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.26] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.93] Biatch (yeah)\n[03:25.24] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.15] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:30.68] Stop that stuff\n[03:32.05] Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n[03:34.80] Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n[03:36.89] The police is comin, it's code 10\n[03:38.54] Put this dick behind ya head\n[03:39.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr Dre\n  album: Dr Dre\n  duration_ms: 219933\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin ackrite\n  start_ms: 1990\n  end_ms: 4150\n- text: Question is can I get some? 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Know what I'm saying?\n  Ack-rite, bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n  Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n  Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days\n  When I wanted to catch sunrays\n  It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n  And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n  Round up four good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n  Imma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n  Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n  With no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n  Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n  Bling! Gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n  I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n  Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n  Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n  Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n  From fake macks\n  Ayo, chase them girls\n  In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n  Neckbone, looking back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n  Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch (yeah)\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Stop that stuff\n  Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin, it's code 10\n  Put this dick behind ya head\n"},{"id":31201778,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr Dre","albumName":"Dr Dre Collection","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr Dre\n  album: Dr Dre Collection\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":17793619,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Dr. Dre - 2001","duration":220.006475,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin ackrite\nQuestion is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\nAck-rite, bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just act right\nYou know what I'm saying?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' arm\nDon't be looking at a n- crazy\nJust give up the digits and be the fuck out\nYou know what I'm saying?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days\nWhen I wanted to catch sunrays\nIt's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nN- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\nAnd the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\nRound up four good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\nImma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nUhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\nGetting swarmed by those type of n-\nWith no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\nGrab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\nBling! Gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit phlegm on the name\nStefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nGitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nFronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\nMake tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\nFrom fake macks\nAyo, chase them girls\nIn that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\nNeckbone, looking back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tippin'\nMackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\nClip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch (yeah)\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nStop that stuff\nTake that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin, it's code 10\nPut this dick behind ya head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.99] It's fuckin ackrite\n[00:04.15] Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\n[00:07.74] Ack-rite, bitch\n[00:08.84] When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n[00:10.75] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:11.44] When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n[00:12.89] Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n[00:14.65] Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n[00:16.42] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:17.78] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.63] It was just one of those days\n[00:21.52] When I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.45] It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n[00:29.07] And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.49] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.18] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n[00:36.52] Round up four good-to-go girls\n[00:38.22] Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n[00:41.78] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.68] Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.90] Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n[00:50.41] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.37] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.74] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.26] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n[00:59.53] Imma have to ack-wild\n[01:00.95] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.46] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[01:05.99] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.48] (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[01:10.96] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[01:13.57] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.83] (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n[01:23.95] For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.65] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.28] Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.85] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.20] Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.83] Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n[01:37.69] With no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.43] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.69] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n[01:42.96] Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n[01:45.33] Bling! 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Know what I'm saying?\n  Ack-rite, bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n  Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n  Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days\n  When I wanted to catch sunrays\n  It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n  And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n  Round up four good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n  Imma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n  Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n  With no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n  Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n  Bling! Gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n  I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n  Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n  Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n  Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n  From fake macks\n  Ayo, chase them girls\n  In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n  Neckbone, looking back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n  Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch (yeah)\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Stop that stuff\n  Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin, it's code 10\n  Put this dick behind ya head\n"},{"id":37137032,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Dr. Dre 2001 (Explicit)","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? 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And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? 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So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81260\n- text: Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  start_ms: 81260\n  end_ms: 84060\n- text: For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  start_ms: 84060\n  end_ms: 86720\n- text: 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  start_ms: 86720\n  end_ms: 89550\n- text: Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  start_ms: 89550\n  end_ms: 92220\n- text: Now we plot and pose\n  start_ms: 92220\n  end_ms: 93370\n- text: Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  start_ms: 93370\n  end_ms: 96020\n- text: Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  start_ms: 96020\n  end_ms: 99360\n- text: So I impose only like pros can\n  start_ms: 99360\n  end_ms: 102090\n- text: '\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch''s hand'\n  start_ms: 102090\n  end_ms: 104440\n- text: '\"I''m Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam'\n  start_ms: 104440\n  end_ms: 106990\n- text: '\"You''re very eligible for my summer league team\"'\n  start_ms: 106990\n  end_ms: 109350\n- text: Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  start_ms: 109350\n  end_ms: 111770\n- text: Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  start_ms: 111770\n  end_ms: 114910\n- text: I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  start_ms: 114910\n  end_ms: 118480\n- text: Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  start_ms: 118480\n  end_ms: 120370\n- text: Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n  start_ms: 120370\n  end_ms: 122500\n- text: Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  start_ms: 122500\n  end_ms: 124310\n- text: Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  start_ms: 124310\n  end_ms: 126810\n- text: Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  start_ms: 126810\n  end_ms: 129430\n- text: (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 129430\n  end_ms: 131890\n- text: I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  start_ms: 131890\n  end_ms: 134760\n- text: Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  start_ms: 134760\n  end_ms: 136720\n- text: And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  start_ms: 136720\n  end_ms: 139530\n- text: (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 139530\n  end_ms: 141760\n- text: Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  start_ms: 141760\n  end_ms: 144700\n- text: Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  start_ms: 144700\n  end_ms: 147310\n- text: My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  start_ms: 147310\n  end_ms: 149740\n- text: Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  start_ms: 149740\n  end_ms: 152410\n- text: If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  start_ms: 152410\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156020\n- text: As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  start_ms: 156020\n  end_ms: 159670\n- text: Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n  start_ms: 159670\n  end_ms: 162310\n- text: Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  start_ms: 162310\n  end_ms: 164340\n- text: The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  start_ms: 164340\n  end_ms: 168520\n- text: Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  start_ms: 168520\n  end_ms: 170940\n- text: They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  start_ms: 170940\n  end_ms: 173720\n- text: Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  start_ms: 173720\n  end_ms: 177040\n- text: Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  start_ms: 177040\n  end_ms: 179180\n- text: Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  start_ms: 179180\n  end_ms: 181510\n- text: Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n  start_ms: 181510\n  end_ms: 183480\n- text: Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  start_ms: 183480\n  end_ms: 185690\n- text: Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  start_ms: 185690\n  end_ms: 188060\n- text: Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  start_ms: 188060\n  end_ms: 190440\n- text: (Aight? 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So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203060\n- text: Biatch\n  start_ms: 203060\n  end_ms: 205220\n- text: I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  start_ms: 205220\n  end_ms: 207020\n- text: So you can put it on your mind later on\n  start_ms: 207020\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: Take that dick off your shoulder\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213490\n- text: And put it in your mouth\n  start_ms: 213490\n  end_ms: 214640\n- text: Drink the evidence\n  start_ms: 214640\n  end_ms: 216190\n- text: And hide the dick behind your head\n  start_ms: 216190\n  end_ms: 217150\n- text: The police is comin\n  start_ms: 217150\n  end_ms: 218250\n- text: It's called ten\n  start_ms: 218250\n  end_ms: 219190\n- text: Put this dick behind your head\n  start_ms: 219190\n  end_ms: 219590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 219590\nplain: |-\n  It's fuckin' ackrite\n  Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":34300991,"name":"Ackrite (feat Hittman)","trackName":"Ackrite (feat Hittman)","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Dr. Dre-2001","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you knahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you knahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\nEighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\n{I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head}","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.77] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:06.34] Question is, can I get some? 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And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:11.27] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.86] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.18] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.74] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.03] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.59] Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:28.97] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.94] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.47] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.55] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:38.94] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.90] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:43.87] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.61] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.08] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.73] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.39] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.12] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.54] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.62] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.32] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:07.16] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.96] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:12.45] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.82] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:17.17] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.73] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:22.29] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.84] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.42] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.98] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.39] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.41] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.12] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:38.72] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.12] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.41] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.60] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.86] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.86] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:56.84] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:58.91] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:00.88] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.81] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.83] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.34] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.75] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:13.21] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:16.06] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.68] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:20.94] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.76] Biatch\n[03:25.25] {I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.19] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:28.62] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.76] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.87] Drink the evidence\n[03:35.86] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:36.37] The police is comin\n[03:38.00] It's called ten\n[03:38.87] Put this dick behind your head}\n[03:38.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite (feat Hittman)\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: Dr. Dre-2001\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 5770\n  end_ms: 6340\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you knahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you knahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  {I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head}\n"},{"id":34528645,"name":"20 ackrite feat. hittman","trackName":"20 ackrite feat. hittman","artistName":"dr. dre","albumName":"dr. dre - 2001","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin ackrite\nQuestion is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\nAck-rite, bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just act right\nYou know what I'm saying?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' arm\nDon't be looking at a n- crazy\nJust give up the digits and be the fuck out\nYou know what I'm saying?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days\nWhen I wanted to catch sunrays\nIt's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nN- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\nAnd the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\nRound up four good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\nImma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nUhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\nGetting swarmed by those type of n-\nWith no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\nGrab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\nBling! Gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit phlegm on the name\nStefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nGitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nFronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\nMake tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\nFrom fake macks\nAyo, chase them girls\nIn that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\nNeckbone, looking back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tippin'\nMackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\nClip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch (yeah)\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nStop that stuff\nTake that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin, it's code 10\nPut this dick behind ya head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.99] It's fuckin ackrite\n[00:04.15] Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\n[00:07.74] Ack-rite, bitch\n[00:08.84] When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n[00:10.75] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:11.44] When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n[00:12.89] Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n[00:14.65] Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n[00:16.42] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:17.78] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.63] It was just one of those days\n[00:21.52] When I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.45] It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n[00:29.07] And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.49] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.18] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n[00:36.52] Round up four good-to-go girls\n[00:38.22] Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n[00:41.78] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.68] Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.90] Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n[00:50.41] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.37] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.74] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.26] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n[00:59.53] Imma have to ack-wild\n[01:00.95] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.46] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[01:05.99] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.48] (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[01:10.96] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[01:13.57] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.83] (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n[01:23.95] For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.65] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.28] Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.85] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.20] Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.83] Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n[01:37.69] With no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.43] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.69] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n[01:42.96] Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n[01:45.33] Bling! Gold chain gleam\n[01:46.87] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.27] Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.75] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n[01:54.56] I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n[01:56.66] Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.15] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.16] Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n[02:02.02] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.60] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[02:06.94] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:10.06] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[02:12.34] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[02:14.78] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:17.53] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:20.62] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[02:22.15] Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n[02:24.80] Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n[02:27.58] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.87] Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n[02:32.63] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.53] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.03] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n[02:38.82] Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n[02:41.49] From fake macks\n[02:42.21] Ayo, chase them girls\n[02:43.43] In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n[02:46.88] Neckbone, looking back at us\n[02:48.46] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.72] They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n[02:54.02] Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:56.78] Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n[02:58.80] Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n[03:01.01] Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n[03:03.34] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.67] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[03:08.17] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:11.20] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[03:13.22] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[03:15.98] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.39] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.26] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.93] Biatch (yeah)\n[03:25.24] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.15] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:30.68] Stop that stuff\n[03:32.05] Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n[03:34.80] Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n[03:36.89] The police is comin, it's code 10\n[03:38.54] Put this dick behind ya head\n[03:39.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 20 ackrite feat. hittman\n  artist: dr. dre\n  album: dr. dre - 2001\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin ackrite\n  start_ms: 1990\n  end_ms: 4150\n- text: Question is can I get some? 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Know what I'm saying?\n  Ack-rite, bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n  Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n  Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days\n  When I wanted to catch sunrays\n  It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n  And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n  Round up four good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n  Imma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n  Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n  With no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n  Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n  Bling! Gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n  I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n  Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n  Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n  Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n  From fake macks\n  Ayo, chase them girls\n  In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n  Neckbone, looking back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n  Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch (yeah)\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Stop that stuff\n  Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin, it's code 10\n  Put this dick behind ya head\n"},{"id":13656263,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Dre 2001","duration":220.01925,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin ackrite\nQuestion is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\nAck-rite, bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just act right\nYou know what I'm saying?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' arm\nDon't be looking at a n- crazy\nJust give up the digits and be the fuck out\nYou know what I'm saying?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days\nWhen I wanted to catch sunrays\nIt's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nN- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\nAnd the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\nRound up four good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\nImma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nUhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\nGetting swarmed by those type of n-\nWith no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\nGrab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\nBling! Gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit phlegm on the name\nStefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nGitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nFronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\nMake tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\nFrom fake macks\nAyo, chase them girls\nIn that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\nNeckbone, looking back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tippin'\nMackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\nClip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch (yeah)\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nStop that stuff\nTake that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin, it's code 10\nPut this dick behind ya head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.99] It's fuckin ackrite\n[00:04.15] Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\n[00:07.74] Ack-rite, bitch\n[00:08.84] When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n[00:10.75] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:11.44] When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n[00:12.89] Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n[00:14.65] Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n[00:16.42] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:17.78] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.63] It was just one of those days\n[00:21.52] When I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.45] It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n[00:29.07] And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.49] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.18] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n[00:36.52] Round up four good-to-go girls\n[00:38.22] Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n[00:41.78] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.68] Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.90] Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n[00:50.41] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.37] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.74] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.26] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n[00:59.53] Imma have to ack-wild\n[01:00.95] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.46] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[01:05.99] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.48] (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[01:10.96] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[01:13.57] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.83] (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n[01:23.95] For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.65] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.28] Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.85] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.20] Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.83] Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n[01:37.69] With no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.43] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.69] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n[01:42.96] Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n[01:45.33] Bling! Gold chain gleam\n[01:46.87] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.27] Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.75] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n[01:54.56] I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n[01:56.66] Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.15] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.16] Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n[02:02.02] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.60] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[02:06.94] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:10.06] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[02:12.34] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[02:14.78] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:17.53] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:20.62] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[02:22.15] Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n[02:24.80] Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n[02:27.58] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.87] Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n[02:32.63] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.53] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.03] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n[02:38.82] Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n[02:41.49] From fake macks\n[02:42.21] Ayo, chase them girls\n[02:43.43] In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n[02:46.88] Neckbone, looking back at us\n[02:48.46] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.72] They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n[02:54.02] Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:56.78] Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n[02:58.80] Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n[03:01.01] Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n[03:03.34] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.67] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[03:08.17] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:11.20] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[03:13.22] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[03:15.98] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.39] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.26] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.93] Biatch (yeah)\n[03:25.24] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.15] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:30.68] Stop that stuff\n[03:32.05] Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n[03:34.80] Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n[03:36.89] The police is comin, it's code 10\n[03:38.54] Put this dick behind ya head\n[03:39.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: Dre 2001\n  duration_ms: 220019\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin ackrite\n  start_ms: 1990\n  end_ms: 4150\n- text: Question is can I get some? 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Know what I'm saying?\n  Ack-rite, bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n  Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n  Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days\n  When I wanted to catch sunrays\n  It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n  And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n  Round up four good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n  Imma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n  Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n  With no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n  Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n  Bling! 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You know what I'm sayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you know what I'm sayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm sayin'?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sun rays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nNigga Bathed and got groomed, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate flavered boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbicose girls\n\nRidin' shotgun, baby, I be posting all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style\nIf I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(A'ight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(A'ight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo, I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So, give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick 'cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight, so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(A'ight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(A'ight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTap it up, take that dick off your shoulder and put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence and hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is coming, it's cold ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.75] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.20] Question is, can I get some? You know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:07.86] Ackrite bitch\n[00:08.60] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:11.39] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.96] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.78] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm sayin'?\n[00:17.67] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.72] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sun rays\n[00:23.72] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] Nigga Bathed and got groomed, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.26] And the chocolate flavered boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.64] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.26] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.41] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.66] Like them Barbicose girls\n[00:40.28] Ridin' shotgun, baby, I be posting all-world in the ride\n[00:43.76] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:47.25] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.44] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.80] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.08] Cuties peep my style\n[00:58.44] If I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.09] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.43] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.29] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.41] (A'ight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:11.46] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.85] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.72] (A'ight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:22.05] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.03] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.62] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.44] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.90] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.40] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.81] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.42] So, I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.73] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.39] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:47.18] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.27] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.95] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n[01:54.60] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.13] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.34] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.36] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.89] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:07.18] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:10.41] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:12.49] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.86] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:17.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:20.59] (So, give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:22.09] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n[02:24.83] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.61] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.97] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.69] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.48] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.19] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.65] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.11] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.71] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.69] Plus, they on the dick 'cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.81] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:54.32] Try to swing an ep tonight, so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:56.80] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:58.93] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.35] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.60] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.82] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.32] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.95] (A'ight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:13.72] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:16.06] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.60] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:20.99] (A'ight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.95] Biatch\n[03:24.78] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.19] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:30.45] Tap it up, take that dick off your shoulder and put it in your mouth\n[03:34.94] Drink the evidence and hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.14] The police is coming, it's cold ten\n[03:38.84] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:38.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dr. Dre, Hittman / Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: '2001'\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 1750\n  end_ms: 4200\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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You know what I'm sayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sun rays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  Nigga Bathed and got groomed, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate flavered boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbicose girls\n\n  Ridin' shotgun, baby, I be posting all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style\n  If I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (A'ight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (A'ight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So, I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So, give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick 'cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an ep tonight, so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (A'ight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (A'ight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Tap it up, take that dick off your shoulder and put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence and hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is coming, it's cold ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":29142097,"name":"Dr. Dre - Ackrite [Instrumental]","trackName":"Dr. Dre - Ackrite [Instrumental]","artistName":"Dr Dre","albumName":"Chronic 2001 Instru","duration":205.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Hittman\nIt's Fuckin Ackrite\nQuestion Is - Can I Get Some? Knahmsayin?\nAckrite Bitch\nWhen I See You In The Spot, You Just Ackrite, Youknahmsayin?\nWhen I Yank You By The Fuckin Perm\nDon't Be Lookin At A Nigga Crazy\nJust Get With The Digits And Be The Fuck Out, Youknahmsayin?\nLet Me Break It Down For Y'all\nIt Was Just One Of Those Days\nWhen I Wanted To Catch Sunrays\nFun To Get Blunted On A Sunday, Afternoon\nNigga? Got Room, Grab The Gat For Misbehavors\nAnd The Chocolate Faded Boom, Flossin Hip-Hop Tunes\nZoom-Zoom Like The Commodores\nWonder Will We Have Drama Or, End Up Clownin Whores\nAround The Full Good-To-Go Girls\nLike Them?? Girls, Ridin Shotgun, Baby\nI Be Postin All-World In The Ride\nSippin 151 That Gave Me Too Much Pride To Back Down\nSoon As We Get To The Beach I'ma Put My Fuckin Mack Down\nI'm Playin Lead, Not The Background\nIt's Time To Put Bronson On The Map Now\nWalk With My Hand On My Johnson, Crack A Smile\nCuties Peep My Style, If I Don't Get Some Ackrite\nI'ma Have To Ack-Wild\nSung By Hittman\nBlunt In My Left Hand, Drink In My Right\nStrap By My Waistline, Cause Niggaz Don't Fight\nSucker Free For Life, So You Better Think Twice\n(Aight? And A Give A Nig' Some Ackrite)\nI'm The Type Of Nigga Playa Haters Don't Like\nSnatchin Up Your Honey For Some Late Night Hype\nAnd Snobby-Ass Bitches Get Slapped Out Of Spite\n(Aight? So Give A Nig' Some Ackrite, Right)\n[Hittman\nUhhhhh. Drink Kickin In, I'm Stimulated\nFor Those That Don't Know Big Words, I'm Fuckin Faded\nEighty-Three Degrees, Ease To A Shaded Spot\nOur First Spot Was Cool Til Some Gangsters Made It Hot\nNow We Plot And Pose\nPlus We Watchin Hoes, With Lots Of Flesh Exposed\nGettin Swarmed By Those Type Of Niggaz\nWith No Game But Brown-Nose\nSo I Impose Only Like Pros Can\n\"Yo, Is This Your Man?\" \"No.\"\nGrab The Bitch's Hand, \"I'm Hittman.\"\nBling! Gold Chain Gleam\n\"You're Very Eligible For My Summer League Team.\"\nMaybe Too Extreme Cause The Sister Got Steamed\nThen Miss Thing Tried To Scream On My Brethern\nI Got Mad Spit Flame On The Name\nStefan, Tattooed On Her Arm\nHoe You Ain't The Bomb, Must Be A Dyke\nWitcho' Lips Swoll, And Give A Nig' Some Ackrite\n(Minus The Word \"Aight\" Both Times)\n[Hittman\nFrontin On The Ack-Rite, Causin Me To Act Up\nGood Samaritan Save That Hoe From Gettin Slapped Up\nMy Homies Crack Up At The Scene I Made\nYo My Actions Ain't Serene When A Nigga's On Fade\nIf It Wasn't For The One-Time Brigade\nI Woulda Sprayed At The Hooker Tramp\nAs Cops Parade I'm Afraid It's Time To Break Camp\nMake Tracks, Where Else Can We Go To Take Hoes\nFrom Fake Macks Aiyyo, Chase Them Girls\nIn That Black Maxima, The Passenger, Almost Fractured Her\nNeckbone, Lookin Back At Us\nPlus, They On The Dick Cause The Caddy's Plush\nThey Blush, I Bumrush The Hush, With The Largest Crush\nTry To Swing An Ep Tonight So I Don't Have To Keep In Touch\nKeep It On Hush Without The Tip-In\nMackin Interrupted By Some Niggaz Set-Trippin\nClip In The Strap, I Showed These Niggaz How To Act","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dr. Dre - Ackrite [Instrumental]\n  artist: Dr Dre\n  album: Chronic 2001 Instru\n  duration_ms: 205000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Hittman\n  It's Fuckin Ackrite\n  Question Is - Can I Get Some? Knahmsayin?\n  Ackrite Bitch\n  When I See You In The Spot, You Just Ackrite, Youknahmsayin?\n  When I Yank You By The Fuckin Perm\n  Don't Be Lookin At A Nigga Crazy\n  Just Get With The Digits And Be The Fuck Out, Youknahmsayin?\n  Let Me Break It Down For Y'all\n  It Was Just One Of Those Days\n  When I Wanted To Catch Sunrays\n  Fun To Get Blunted On A Sunday, Afternoon\n  Nigga? Got Room, Grab The Gat For Misbehavors\n  And The Chocolate Faded Boom, Flossin Hip-Hop Tunes\n  Zoom-Zoom Like The Commodores\n  Wonder Will We Have Drama Or, End Up Clownin Whores\n  Around The Full Good-To-Go Girls\n  Like Them?? Girls, Ridin Shotgun, Baby\n  I Be Postin All-World In The Ride\n  Sippin 151 That Gave Me Too Much Pride To Back Down\n  Soon As We Get To The Beach I'ma Put My Fuckin Mack Down\n  I'm Playin Lead, Not The Background\n  It's Time To Put Bronson On The Map Now\n  Walk With My Hand On My Johnson, Crack A Smile\n  Cuties Peep My Style, If I Don't Get Some Ackrite\n  I'ma Have To Ack-Wild\n  Sung By Hittman\n  Blunt In My Left Hand, Drink In My Right\n  Strap By My Waistline, Cause Niggaz Don't Fight\n  Sucker Free For Life, So You Better Think Twice\n  (Aight? And A Give A Nig' Some Ackrite)\n  I'm The Type Of Nigga Playa Haters Don't Like\n  Snatchin Up Your Honey For Some Late Night Hype\n  And Snobby-Ass Bitches Get Slapped Out Of Spite\n  (Aight? So Give A Nig' Some Ackrite, Right)\n  [Hittman\n  Uhhhhh. Drink Kickin In, I'm Stimulated\n  For Those That Don't Know Big Words, I'm Fuckin Faded\n  Eighty-Three Degrees, Ease To A Shaded Spot\n  Our First Spot Was Cool Til Some Gangsters Made It Hot\n  Now We Plot And Pose\n  Plus We Watchin Hoes, With Lots Of Flesh Exposed\n  Gettin Swarmed By Those Type Of Niggaz\n  With No Game But Brown-Nose\n  So I Impose Only Like Pros Can\n  \"Yo, Is This Your Man?\" \"No.\"\n  Grab The Bitch's Hand, \"I'm Hittman.\"\n  Bling! Gold Chain Gleam\n  \"You're Very Eligible For My Summer League Team.\"\n  Maybe Too Extreme Cause The Sister Got Steamed\n  Then Miss Thing Tried To Scream On My Brethern\n  I Got Mad Spit Flame On The Name\n  Stefan, Tattooed On Her Arm\n  Hoe You Ain't The Bomb, Must Be A Dyke\n  Witcho' Lips Swoll, And Give A Nig' Some Ackrite\n  (Minus The Word \"Aight\" Both Times)\n  [Hittman\n  Frontin On The Ack-Rite, Causin Me To Act Up\n  Good Samaritan Save That Hoe From Gettin Slapped Up\n  My Homies Crack Up At The Scene I Made\n  Yo My Actions Ain't Serene When A Nigga's On Fade\n  If It Wasn't For The One-Time Brigade\n  I Woulda Sprayed At The Hooker Tramp\n  As Cops Parade I'm Afraid It's Time To Break Camp\n  Make Tracks, Where Else Can We Go To Take Hoes\n  From Fake Macks Aiyyo, Chase Them Girls\n  In That Black Maxima, The Passenger, Almost Fractured Her\n  Neckbone, Lookin Back At Us\n  Plus, They On The Dick Cause The Caddy's Plush\n  They Blush, I Bumrush The Hush, With The Largest Crush\n  Try To Swing An Ep Tonight So I Don't Have To Keep In Touch\n  Keep It On Hush Without The Tip-In\n  Mackin Interrupted By Some Niggaz Set-Trippin\n  Clip In The Strap, I Showed These Niggaz How To Act\n"},{"id":38544502,"name":"Ackrite -- Dr. Dre feat. 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Know what I'm saying?\nAck-rite, bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just act right\nYou know what I'm saying?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' arm\nDon't be looking at a n- crazy\nJust give up the digits and be the fuck out\nYou know what I'm saying?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days\nWhen I wanted to catch sunrays\nIt's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nN- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\nAnd the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\nRound up four good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\nImma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nUhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\nGetting swarmed by those type of n-\nWith no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\nGrab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\nBling! Gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit phlegm on the name\nStefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nGitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nFronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\nMake tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\nFrom fake macks\nAyo, chase them girls\nIn that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\nNeckbone, looking back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tippin'\nMackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\nClip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch (yeah)\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nStop that stuff\nTake that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin, it's code 10\nPut this dick behind ya head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.99] It's fuckin ackrite\n[00:04.15] Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\n[00:07.74] Ack-rite, bitch\n[00:08.84] When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n[00:10.75] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:11.44] When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n[00:12.89] Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n[00:14.65] Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n[00:16.42] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:17.78] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.63] It was just one of those days\n[00:21.52] When I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.45] It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n[00:29.07] And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.49] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.18] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n[00:36.52] Round up four good-to-go girls\n[00:38.22] Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n[00:41.78] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.68] Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.90] Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n[00:50.41] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.37] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.74] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.26] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n[00:59.53] Imma have to ack-wild\n[01:00.95] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.46] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[01:05.99] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.48] (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[01:10.96] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[01:13.57] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.83] (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n[01:23.95] For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.65] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.28] Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.85] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.20] Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.83] Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n[01:37.69] With no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.43] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.69] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n[01:42.96] Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n[01:45.33] Bling! Gold chain gleam\n[01:46.87] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.27] Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.75] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n[01:54.56] I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n[01:56.66] Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.15] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.16] Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n[02:02.02] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.60] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[02:06.94] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:10.06] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[02:12.34] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[02:14.78] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:17.53] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:20.62] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[02:22.15] Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n[02:24.80] Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n[02:27.58] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.87] Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n[02:32.63] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.53] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.03] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n[02:38.82] Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n[02:41.49] From fake macks\n[02:42.21] Ayo, chase them girls\n[02:43.43] In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n[02:46.88] Neckbone, looking back at us\n[02:48.46] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.72] They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n[02:54.02] Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:56.78] Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n[02:58.80] Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n[03:01.01] Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n[03:03.34] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.67] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[03:08.17] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:11.20] (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[03:13.22] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[03:15.98] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.39] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.26] (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.93] Biatch (yeah)\n[03:25.24] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.15] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:30.68] Stop that stuff\n[03:32.05] Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n[03:34.80] Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n[03:36.89] The police is comin, it's code 10\n[03:38.54] Put this dick behind ya head\n[03:39.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite -- Dr. Dre feat. 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Know what I'm saying?\n  Ack-rite, bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n  Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n  Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days\n  When I wanted to catch sunrays\n  It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n  And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n  Round up four good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n  Imma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n  Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n  With no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n  Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n  Bling! Gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n  I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n  Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n  Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n  Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n  From fake macks\n  Ayo, chase them girls\n  In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n  Neckbone, looking back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n  Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch (yeah)\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Stop that stuff\n  Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin, it's code 10\n  Put this dick behind ya head\n"},{"id":1148366,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"2001 (Clean)","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you knahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you knahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\nEighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\n{I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head}","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.77] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:06.34] Question is, can I get some? 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And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:11.27] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.86] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.18] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.74] (Aight? 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So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  start_ms: 78740\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 84030\n- text: For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  start_ms: 84030\n  end_ms: 86590\n- text: Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  start_ms: 86590\n  end_ms: 88970\n- text: Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  start_ms: 88970\n  end_ms: 91940\n- text: Now we plot and pose\n  start_ms: 91940\n  end_ms: 93470\n- text: Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  start_ms: 93470\n  end_ms: 95550\n- text: Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  start_ms: 95550\n  end_ms: 98940\n- text: So I impose only like pros can\n  start_ms: 98940\n  end_ms: 101900\n- text: '\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch''s hand'\n  start_ms: 101900\n  end_ms: 103870\n- text: '\"I''m Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam'\n  start_ms: 103870\n  end_ms: 106610\n- text: '\"You''re very eligible for my summer league team\"'\n  start_ms: 106610\n  end_ms: 109080\n- text: Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  start_ms: 109080\n  end_ms: 111730\n- text: Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  start_ms: 111730\n  end_ms: 114390\n- text: I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  start_ms: 114390\n  end_ms: 118120\n- text: Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  start_ms: 118120\n  end_ms: 120540\n- text: Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n  start_ms: 120540\n  end_ms: 122620\n- text: Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  start_ms: 122620\n  end_ms: 124320\n- text: Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  start_ms: 124320\n  end_ms: 127160\n- text: Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  start_ms: 127160\n  end_ms: 129960\n- text: (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 129960\n  end_ms: 132450\n- text: I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  start_ms: 132450\n  end_ms: 134820\n- text: Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  start_ms: 134820\n  end_ms: 137170\n- text: And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  start_ms: 137170\n  end_ms: 139730\n- text: (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 139730\n  end_ms: 142290\n- text: Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  start_ms: 142290\n  end_ms: 144840\n- text: Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  start_ms: 144840\n  end_ms: 147420\n- text: My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  start_ms: 147420\n  end_ms: 149980\n- text: Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  start_ms: 149980\n  end_ms: 152390\n- text: If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  start_ms: 152390\n  end_ms: 154410\n- text: I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  start_ms: 154410\n  end_ms: 156120\n- text: As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  start_ms: 156120\n  end_ms: 158720\n- text: Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n  start_ms: 158720\n  end_ms: 162120\n- text: Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  start_ms: 162120\n  end_ms: 164410\n- text: The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  start_ms: 164410\n  end_ms: 168600\n- text: Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  start_ms: 168600\n  end_ms: 170860\n- text: They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  start_ms: 170860\n  end_ms: 173860\n- text: Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  start_ms: 173860\n  end_ms: 176840\n- text: Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  start_ms: 176840\n  end_ms: 178910\n- text: Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  start_ms: 178910\n  end_ms: 180880\n- text: Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n  start_ms: 180880\n  end_ms: 183810\n- text: Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  start_ms: 183810\n  end_ms: 185830\n- text: Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  start_ms: 185830\n  end_ms: 188340\n- text: Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  start_ms: 188340\n  end_ms: 190750\n- text: (Aight? 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So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  start_ms: 200940\n  end_ms: 203760\n- text: Biatch\n  start_ms: 203760\n  end_ms: 205250\n- text: '{I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder'\n  start_ms: 205250\n  end_ms: 207190\n- text: So you can put it on your mind later on\n  start_ms: 207190\n  end_ms: 208620\n- text: Take that dick off your shoulder\n  start_ms: 208620\n  end_ms: 213760\n- text: And put it in your mouth\n  start_ms: 213760\n  end_ms: 214870\n- text: Drink the evidence\n  start_ms: 214870\n  end_ms: 215860\n- text: And hide the dick behind your head\n  start_ms: 215860\n  end_ms: 216370\n- text: The police is comin\n  start_ms: 216370\n  end_ms: 218000\n- text: It's called ten\n  start_ms: 218000\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: Put this dick behind your head}\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 218870\nplain: |-\n  It's fuckin' ackrite\n  Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you knahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you knahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  {I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head}\n"},{"id":316755,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"2001","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? 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And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: '2001'\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":30755696,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr Dre","albumName":"DJ Screw-Chapter 093 - Da Reun","duration":340.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr Dre\n  album: DJ Screw-Chapter 093 - Da Reun\n  duration_ms: 340000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":30477015,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Chronic 2001 Instrumental","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: Chronic 2001 Instrumental\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":29478943,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Instrumental (2001)","duration":208.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: Instrumental (2001)\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":29860542,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr․ Dre","albumName":"2001∶ Instrumentals","duration":205.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin ackrite\nQuestion is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\nAck-rite, bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just act right\nYou know what I'm saying?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' arm\nDon't be looking at a n- crazy\nJust give up the digits and be the fuck out\nYou know what I'm saying?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days\nWhen I wanted to catch sunrays\nIt's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\nN- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\nAnd the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\nRound up four good-to-go girls\nLike them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\nImma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nUhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\nGetting swarmed by those type of n-\nWith no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\nGrab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\nBling! Gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\nI got mad, spit phlegm on the name\nStefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nGitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nFronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\nGood Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\nMake tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\nFrom fake macks\nAyo, chase them girls\nIn that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\nNeckbone, looking back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tippin'\nMackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\nClip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a n- some ackrite)\nI'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch (yeah)\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nStop that stuff\nTake that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin, it's code 10\nPut this dick behind ya head","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.99] It's fuckin ackrite\n[00:04.15] Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?\n[00:07.74] Ack-rite, bitch\n[00:08.84] When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n[00:10.75] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:11.44] When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n[00:12.89] Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n[00:14.65] Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n[00:16.42] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:17.78] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.63] It was just one of those days\n[00:21.52] When I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.45] It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n[00:26.47] N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n[00:29.07] And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.49] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.18] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n[00:36.52] Round up four good-to-go girls\n[00:38.22] Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n[00:41.78] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.68] Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.90] Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n[00:50.41] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.37] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.74] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.26] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n[00:59.53] Imma have to ack-wild\n[01:00.95] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.46] Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n[01:05.99] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.48] (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n[01:10.96] I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n[01:13.57] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.16] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.83] (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.22] Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n[01:23.95] For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.65] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.28] Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n[01:31.85] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.20] Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:35.83] Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n[01:37.69] With no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.43] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:41.69] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n[01:42.96] Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n[01:45.33] Bling! 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Know what I'm saying?\n  Ack-rite, bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just act right\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' arm\n  Don't be looking at a n- crazy\n  Just give up the digits and be the fuck out\n  You know what I'm saying?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days\n  When I wanted to catch sunrays\n  It's fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon\n  N- bathed & got groomed, grabbed the gat for misbehaviours\n  And the chocolate flavoured boom, lost in hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clowning whores\n  Round up four good-to-go girls\n  Like them Barbary Coast girls, riding shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach Imma put my fuckin mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite\n  Imma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Uhhhhh... drink kicking in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool till some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed\n  Getting swarmed by those type of n-\n  With no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\"\n  Grab the bitch's hand. \"I'm Hittman\"\n  Bling! Gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethren\n  I got mad, spit phlegm on the name\n  Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Gitcho' lips swoll, or give a n- some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Fronting on the ack-rite, causing me to act up\n  Good Samaritans save that hoe from getting slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo my actions ain't serene when a n- on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp\n  Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes\n  From fake macks\n  Ayo, chase them girls\n  In that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her\n  Neckbone, looking back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the huss, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tippin'\n  Mackin' interrupted by some n- set-tripping\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these n- how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, cause n- don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a n- some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of n- playa-haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a n- some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch (yeah)\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Stop that stuff\n  Take that dick off your shoulder & put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence & hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin, it's code 10\n  Put this dick behind ya head\n"},{"id":33121675,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr Dre","albumName":"2001","duration":143.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr Dre\n  album: '2001'\n  duration_ms: 143000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81260\n- text: Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  start_ms: 81260\n  end_ms: 84060\n- text: For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  start_ms: 84060\n  end_ms: 86720\n- text: 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  start_ms: 86720\n  end_ms: 89550\n- text: Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  start_ms: 89550\n  end_ms: 92220\n- text: Now we plot and pose\n  start_ms: 92220\n  end_ms: 93370\n- text: Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  start_ms: 93370\n  end_ms: 96020\n- text: Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  start_ms: 96020\n  end_ms: 99360\n- text: So I impose only like pros can\n  start_ms: 99360\n  end_ms: 102090\n- text: '\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch''s hand'\n  start_ms: 102090\n  end_ms: 104440\n- text: '\"I''m Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam'\n  start_ms: 104440\n  end_ms: 106990\n- text: '\"You''re very eligible for my summer league team\"'\n  start_ms: 106990\n  end_ms: 109350\n- text: Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  start_ms: 109350\n  end_ms: 111770\n- text: Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  start_ms: 111770\n  end_ms: 114910\n- text: I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  start_ms: 114910\n  end_ms: 118480\n- text: Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  start_ms: 118480\n  end_ms: 120370\n- text: Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n  start_ms: 120370\n  end_ms: 122500\n- text: Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  start_ms: 122500\n  end_ms: 124310\n- text: Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  start_ms: 124310\n  end_ms: 126810\n- text: Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  start_ms: 126810\n  end_ms: 129430\n- text: (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 129430\n  end_ms: 131890\n- text: I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  start_ms: 131890\n  end_ms: 134760\n- text: Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  start_ms: 134760\n  end_ms: 136720\n- text: And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  start_ms: 136720\n  end_ms: 139530\n- text: (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 139530\n  end_ms: 141760\n- text: Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  start_ms: 141760\n  end_ms: 144700\n- text: Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  start_ms: 144700\n  end_ms: 147310\n- text: My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  start_ms: 147310\n  end_ms: 149740\n- text: Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  start_ms: 149740\n  end_ms: 152410\n- text: If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  start_ms: 152410\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156020\n- text: As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  start_ms: 156020\n  end_ms: 159670\n- text: Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n  start_ms: 159670\n  end_ms: 162310\n- text: Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  start_ms: 162310\n  end_ms: 164340\n- text: The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  start_ms: 164340\n  end_ms: 168520\n- text: Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  start_ms: 168520\n  end_ms: 170940\n- text: They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  start_ms: 170940\n  end_ms: 173720\n- text: Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  start_ms: 173720\n  end_ms: 177040\n- text: Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  start_ms: 177040\n  end_ms: 179180\n- text: Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  start_ms: 179180\n  end_ms: 181510\n- text: Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n  start_ms: 181510\n  end_ms: 183480\n- text: Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  start_ms: 183480\n  end_ms: 185690\n- text: Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  start_ms: 185690\n  end_ms: 188060\n- text: Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  start_ms: 188060\n  end_ms: 190440\n- text: (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  start_ms: 190440\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195650\n- text: Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  start_ms: 195650\n  end_ms: 198620\n- text: And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  start_ms: 198620\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203060\n- text: Biatch\n  start_ms: 203060\n  end_ms: 205220\n- text: I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  start_ms: 205220\n  end_ms: 207020\n- text: So you can put it on your mind later on\n  start_ms: 207020\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: Take that dick off your shoulder\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213490\n- text: And put it in your mouth\n  start_ms: 213490\n  end_ms: 214640\n- text: Drink the evidence\n  start_ms: 214640\n  end_ms: 216190\n- text: And hide the dick behind your head\n  start_ms: 216190\n  end_ms: 217150\n- text: The police is comin\n  start_ms: 217150\n  end_ms: 218250\n- text: It's called ten\n  start_ms: 218250\n  end_ms: 219190\n- text: Put this dick behind your head\n  start_ms: 219190\n  end_ms: 219590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 219590\nplain: |-\n  It's fuckin' ackrite\n  Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":30914862,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Chronic 2001","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? 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And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: Chronic 2001\n  duration_ms: 226000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":19439004,"name":"Ackrite\u0000","trackName":"Ackrite\u0000","artistName":"Dr. Dre\u0000","albumName":"2001 (GRAMMY NOMINEES 2001)\u0000","duration":242.718186,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: \"Ackrite\\0\"\n  artist: \"Dr. Dre\\0\"\n  album: \"2001 (GRAMMY NOMINEES 2001)\\0\"\n  duration_ms: 242718\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"},{"id":19464850,"name":"Ackrite","trackName":"Ackrite","artistName":"Dr. Dre","albumName":"Instrumentals Only 2001","duration":205.56,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's fuckin' ackrite\nQuestion is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\nAckrite bitch\nWhen I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\nWhen I yank you by the fuckin' perm\nDon't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\nJust get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\nLet me break it down for y'all\n\nIt was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\nFun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\nNigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\nAnd the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\nZoom-zoom like the Commodores\nWonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\nAround the full good-to-go girls\n\nLike them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\nI be postin' all-world in the ride\nSippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\nSoon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\nI'm playin' lead, not the background\nIt's time to put Bronson on the map now\nWalk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\nCuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nDrink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\nFor those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\nOur first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\nNow we plot and pose\nPlus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\nGettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\nSo I impose only like pros can\n\n\"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n\"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n\"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\nMaybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\nThen Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\nI got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\nHoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\nWitcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\nFrontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\nGood Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\nMy homies crack up at the scene I made\nYo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\nIf it wasn't for the one-time brigade\nI woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\nAs cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\nWhere else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\nAiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\nThe passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\nPlus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\nThey blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\nTry to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\nKeep it on hush without the tip-in\nMackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\nClip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\nBlunt in my left hand, drink in my right\nStrap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\nSucker free for life, so you better think twice\n(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\nI'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\nSnatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\nAnd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\nBiatch\n\nI just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\nSo you can put it on your mind later on\nTake that dick off your shoulder\nAnd put it in your mouth\nDrink the evidence\nAnd hide the dick behind your head\nThe police is comin\nIt's called ten\nPut this dick behind your head","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.16] It's fuckin' ackrite\n[00:04.04] Question is, can I get some? Knahmsayin'?\n[00:07.74] Ackrite bitch\n[00:09.09] When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n[00:11.46] When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n[00:12.76] Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n[00:14.68] Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n[00:17.33] Let me break it down for y'all\n[00:19.61] It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n[00:23.91] Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n[00:26.74] Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n[00:29.16] And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n[00:31.63] Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n[00:33.42] Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n[00:36.74] Around the full good-to-go girls\n[00:38.51] Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n[00:41.87] I be postin' all-world in the ride\n[00:43.82] Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n[00:46.93] Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n[00:50.53] I'm playin' lead, not the background\n[00:52.39] It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n[00:54.35] Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n[00:57.30] Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n[01:01.14] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[01:03.90] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[01:06.28] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[01:08.69] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[01:10.79] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[01:13.70] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[01:16.14] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[01:18.88] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[01:21.26] Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n[01:24.06] For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n[01:26.72] 83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n[01:29.55] Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n[01:32.22] Now we plot and pose\n[01:33.37] Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n[01:36.02] Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n[01:39.36] So I impose only like pros can\n[01:42.09] \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n[01:44.44] \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n[01:46.99] \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n[01:49.35] Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n[01:51.77] Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n[01:54.91] I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n[01:58.48] Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n[02:00.37] Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n[02:02.50] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[02:04.31] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[02:06.81] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[02:09.43] (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:11.89] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[02:14.76] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[02:16.72] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[02:19.53] (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n[02:21.76] Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n[02:24.70] Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n[02:27.31] My homies crack up at the scene I made\n[02:29.74] Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n[02:32.41] If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n[02:34.24] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n[02:36.02] As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n[02:39.67] Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n[02:42.31] Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n[02:44.34] The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n[02:48.52] Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n[02:50.94] They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n[02:53.72] Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n[02:57.04] Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n[02:59.18] Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n[03:01.51] Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n[03:03.48] Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n[03:05.69] Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n[03:08.06] Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n[03:10.44] (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n[03:12.40] I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n[03:15.65] Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n[03:18.62] And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n[03:21.09] (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n[03:23.06] Biatch\n[03:25.22] I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n[03:27.02] So you can put it on your mind later on\n[03:31.04] Take that dick off your shoulder\n[03:33.49] And put it in your mouth\n[03:34.64] Drink the evidence\n[03:36.19] And hide the dick behind your head\n[03:37.15] The police is comin\n[03:38.25] It's called ten\n[03:39.19] Put this dick behind your head\n[03:39.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ackrite\n  artist: Dr. Dre\n  album: Instrumentals Only 2001\n  duration_ms: 205560\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's fuckin' ackrite\n  start_ms: 2160\n  end_ms: 4040\n- text: Question is, can I get some? 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Knahmsayin'?\n  Ackrite bitch\n  When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you nahmsayin'?\n  When I yank you by the fuckin' perm\n  Don't be lookin' at a nigga crazy\n  Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, you nahmsayin?\n  Let me break it down for y'all\n\n  It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays\n  Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon\n  Nigga babe got room, grab the gat for misbehaviors\n  And the chocolate faded boom, flossin' hip-hop tunes\n  Zoom-zoom like the Commodores\n  Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin' whores\n  Around the full good-to-go girls\n\n  Like them Barbicose girls, ridin' shotgun, baby\n  I be postin' all-world in the ride\n  Sippin' 151 that gave me too much pride to back down\n  Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin' Mack down\n  I'm playin' lead, not the background\n  It's time to put Bronson on the map now\n  Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile\n  Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite I'ma have to ack-wild\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Drink kickin' in, I'm stimulated\n  For those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded\n  83 degrees, ease to a shaded spot\n  Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot\n  Now we plot and pose\n  Plus we watchin' hoes with lots of flesh exposed\n  Gettin' swarmed by those type of niggaz with no game but brown-nose\n  So I impose only like pros can\n\n  \"Yo, is this your man?\" \"No\" Grab the bitch's hand\n  \"I'm Hittman\", bling, gold chain gleam\n  \"You're very eligible for my summer league team\"\n  Maybe too extreme 'cause the sister got steamed\n  Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern\n  I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm\n  Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke\n  Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (So give a nig' some ackrite)\n\n  Frontin' on the ack-rite, causin' me to act up\n  Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin' slapped up\n  My homies crack up at the scene I made\n  Yo, my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on fade\n  If it wasn't for the one-time brigade\n  I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp\n  As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break camp, make tracks\n  Where else can we go to take hoes from fake Macks\n\n  Aiyyo, chase them girls in that black Maxima\n  The passenger, almost fractured her, neckbone, lookin' back at us\n  Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush\n  They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush\n  Try to swing an EP tonight so I don't have to keep in touch\n  Keep it on hush without the tip-in\n  Mackin' interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin'\n  Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act\n\n  Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right\n  Strap by my waistline, 'cause niggaz don't fight\n  Sucker free for life, so you better think twice\n  (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)\n  I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like\n  Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype\n  And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite\n  (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)\n\n  Biatch\n\n  I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder\n  So you can put it on your mind later on\n  Take that dick off your shoulder\n  And put it in your mouth\n  Drink the evidence\n  And hide the dick behind your head\n  The police is comin\n  It's called ten\n  Put this dick behind your head\n"}]