[{"id":16985475,"name":"EST Gee x 42 Dugg - Members Only","trackName":"EST Gee x 42 Dugg - Members Only","artistName":"EST Gee","albumName":"EST Gee Videos","duration":153.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is Greedy Money\nDubba-AA flexin'\n\nLame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us\nSlang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us\nGang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em\nFuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it\nWhy they playing with us? They know EST the big mob\nGave so many blues to you, they slide throwing Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is the sound)\n\nPill poppin', if I did stop, then I'd miss Quan\n55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die\nCasey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye\nI don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die\nYou ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred timеs\nHe be lying, he ain't outsidе, popping shit on live\nBig slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location\nNiggas hoes, we gon' tote these poles, fuck probation\n\nThug nigga, hate them blood niggas, still a Cuz killer\nDrug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out\nMade my first M with CMG, like, \"What you buy now?\"\nAll-white, I rock Off White, bitch, let's talk prices\nBad bitches spend they last with me, ain't never had one\nThirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one\nI'm the bad son, Mama say she still love me though\n\nCameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes\nFuck these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, nigga\nHow you serving fiends? Bitch, I only sell to rich niggas\nAss-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last nigga\nFast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash shit (Ayy)\nPast-tense, I got a driver now, but even he know\n\nI keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, nigga, keep going\nDon't throw them birds to me, that McNabb, I'm like T. Owens\nFree yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch\nI hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying\nQuez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding\nFive double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard\nShoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all\nBitch, I'm like, \"Who raised y'all?\" I don't need no days off\nI pick up when that pape' call, bitch\n\nYeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)\nMaking plays how I made my name, it ain't take long\nDroplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off\nPull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck\nSecond run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck\nIf you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)\nNiggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up\n\nLackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)\nWe gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)\nAin't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up\nYou better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something\n\nWhipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something\nI brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)\nPolice found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy\nBetter have your head on a swivel while in traffic\nGangster everywhere except my casket\nI'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)\nWith traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.05] This is Greedy Money\n[00:02.19] Dubba-AA flexin'\n[00:05.09] Lame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us\n[00:07.73] Slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us\n[00:10.36] Gang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em\n[00:12.90] Fuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it\n[00:15.67] Why they playing with us? They know EST the big mob\n[00:18.29] Gave so many blues to you, they slide throwing Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is the sound)\n[00:21.01] Pill poppin', if I did stop, then I'd miss Quan\n[00:24.17] 55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die\n[00:26.10] Casey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye\n[00:28.35] I don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die\n[00:31.24] You ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred timеs\n[00:33.95] He be lying, he ain't outsidе, popping shit on live\n[00:36.47] Big slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location\n[00:39.18] Niggas hoes, we gon' tote these poles, fuck probation\n[00:41.64] Thug nigga, hate them blood niggas, still a Cuz killer\n[00:44.27] Drug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out\n[00:46.87] Made my first M with CMG, like, \"What you buy now?\"\n[00:49.48] All-white, I rock Off White, bitch, let's talk prices\n[00:52.13] Bad bitches spend they last with me, ain't never had one\n[00:54.73] Thirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one\n[00:57.48] I'm the bad son, Mama say she still love me though\n[00:59.86] Cameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes\n[01:02.52] Fuck these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, nigga\n[01:05.17] How you serving fiends? Bitch, I only sell to rich niggas\n[01:07.82] Ass-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last nigga\n[01:10.26] Fast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash shit (Ayy)\n[01:12.91] Past-tense, I got a driver now, but even he know\n[01:15.37] I keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, nigga, keep going\n[01:18.03] Don't throw them birds to me, that McNabb, I'm like T. Owens\n[01:20.76] Free yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch\n[01:23.26] I hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying\n[01:25.81] Quez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding\n[01:28.59] Five double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard\n[01:31.53] Shoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all\n[01:33.82] Bitch, I'm like, \"Who raised y'all?\" I don't need no days off\n[01:36.37] I pick up when that pape' call, bitch\n[01:38.72] Yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)\n[01:41.73] Making plays how I made my name, it ain't take long\n[01:44.24] Droplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off\n[01:46.93] Pull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck\n[01:49.59] Second run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck\n[01:52.19] If you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)\n[01:54.89] Niggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up\n[01:57.36] Lackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)\n[01:59.96] We gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)\n[02:02.73] Ain't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up\n[02:05.04] You better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something\n[02:07.84] Whipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something\n[02:10.42] I brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)\n[02:13.18] Police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy\n[02:15.78] Better have your head on a swivel while in traffic\n[02:18.20] Gangster everywhere except my casket\n[02:20.24] I'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)\n[02:22.60] With traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga\n[02:25.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: EST Gee x 42 Dugg - Members Only\n  artist: EST Gee\n  album: EST Gee Videos\n  duration_ms: 153000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This is Greedy Money\n  start_ms: 50\n  end_ms: 2190\n- text: Dubba-AA flexin'\n  start_ms: 2190\n  end_ms: 5090\n- text: Lame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us\n  start_ms: 5090\n  end_ms: 7730\n- text: Slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us\n  start_ms: 7730\n  end_ms: 10360\n- text: Gang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em\n  start_ms: 10360\n  end_ms: 12900\n- text: Fuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it\n  start_ms: 12900\n  end_ms: 15670\n- text: Why they playing with us? 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They know EST the big mob\n  Gave so many blues to you, they slide throwing Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is the sound)\n\n  Pill poppin', if I did stop, then I'd miss Quan\n  55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die\n  Casey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye\n  I don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die\n  You ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred timеs\n  He be lying, he ain't outsidе, popping shit on live\n  Big slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location\n  Niggas hoes, we gon' tote these poles, fuck probation\n\n  Thug nigga, hate them blood niggas, still a Cuz killer\n  Drug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out\n  Made my first M with CMG, like, \"What you buy now?\"\n  All-white, I rock Off White, bitch, let's talk prices\n  Bad bitches spend they last with me, ain't never had one\n  Thirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one\n  I'm the bad son, Mama say she still love me though\n\n  Cameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes\n  Fuck these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, nigga\n  How you serving fiends? Bitch, I only sell to rich niggas\n  Ass-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last nigga\n  Fast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash shit (Ayy)\n  Past-tense, I got a driver now, but even he know\n\n  I keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, nigga, keep going\n  Don't throw them birds to me, that McNabb, I'm like T. Owens\n  Free yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch\n  I hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying\n  Quez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding\n  Five double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard\n  Shoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all\n  Bitch, I'm like, \"Who raised y'all?\" I don't need no days off\n  I pick up when that pape' call, bitch\n\n  Yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)\n  Making plays how I made my name, it ain't take long\n  Droplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off\n  Pull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck\n  Second run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck\n  If you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)\n  Niggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up\n\n  Lackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)\n  We gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)\n  Ain't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up\n  You better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something\n\n  Whipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something\n  I brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)\n  Police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy\n  Better have your head on a swivel while in traffic\n  Gangster everywhere except my casket\n  I'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)\n  With traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga\n"},{"id":35630429,"name":"Members Only (feat. 42 Dugg)","trackName":"Members Only (feat. 42 Dugg)","artistName":"EST Gee","albumName":"EST Gee","duration":152.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is Greedy Money\nDubba-AA flexin'\n\nLame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us\nSlang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us\nGang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em\nFuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it\nWhy they playing with us? They know EST the big mob\nGave so many blues to you, they slide throwing Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is the sound)\n\nPill poppin', if I did stop, then I'd miss Quan\n55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die\nCasey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye\nI don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die\nYou ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred timеs\nHe be lying, he ain't outsidе, popping shit on live\nBig slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location\nNiggas hoes, we gon' tote these poles, fuck probation\n\nThug nigga, hate them blood niggas, still a Cuz killer\nDrug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out\nMade my first M with CMG, like, \"What you buy now?\"\nAll-white, I rock Off White, bitch, let's talk prices\nBad bitches spend they last with me, ain't never had one\nThirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one\nI'm the bad son, Mama say she still love me though\n\nCameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes\nFuck these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, nigga\nHow you serving fiends? Bitch, I only sell to rich niggas\nAss-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last nigga\nFast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash shit (Ayy)\nPast-tense, I got a driver now, but even he know\n\nI keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, nigga, keep going\nDon't throw them birds to me, that McNabb, I'm like T. Owens\nFree yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch\nI hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying\nQuez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding\nFive double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard\nShoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all\nBitch, I'm like, \"Who raised y'all?\" I don't need no days off\nI pick up when that pape' call, bitch\n\nYeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)\nMaking plays how I made my name, it ain't take long\nDroplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off\nPull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck\nSecond run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck\nIf you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)\nNiggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up\n\nLackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)\nWe gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)\nAin't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up\nYou better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something\n\nWhipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something\nI brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)\nPolice found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy\nBetter have your head on a swivel while in traffic\nGangster everywhere except my casket\nI'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)\nWith traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.37] This is Greedy Money\n[00:02.17] Dubba-AA flexin'\n[00:05.07] Lame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us\n[00:08.18] Slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us\n[00:10.64] Gang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em\n[00:13.20] Fuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it\n[00:15.74] Why they playing with us? 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Owens\n  start_ms: 78050\n  end_ms: 80730\n- text: Free yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch\n  start_ms: 80730\n  end_ms: 83280\n- text: I hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying\n  start_ms: 83280\n  end_ms: 85840\n- text: Quez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding\n  start_ms: 85840\n  end_ms: 88590\n- text: Five double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard\n  start_ms: 88590\n  end_ms: 91520\n- text: Shoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all\n  start_ms: 91520\n  end_ms: 93840\n- text: Bitch, I'm like, \"Who raised y'all?\" I don't need no days off\n  start_ms: 93840\n  end_ms: 96380\n- text: I pick up when that pape' call, bitch\n  start_ms: 96380\n  end_ms: 98750\n- text: Yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)\n  start_ms: 98750\n  end_ms: 101730\n- text: Making plays how I made my name, it ain't take long\n  start_ms: 101730\n  end_ms: 104230\n- text: Droplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off\n  start_ms: 104230\n  end_ms: 106980\n- text: Pull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck\n  start_ms: 106980\n  end_ms: 109550\n- text: Second run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck\n  start_ms: 109550\n  end_ms: 112150\n- text: If you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)\n  start_ms: 112150\n  end_ms: 114870\n- text: Niggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up\n  start_ms: 114870\n  end_ms: 117320\n- text: Lackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)\n  start_ms: 117320\n  end_ms: 119910\n- text: We gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)\n  start_ms: 119910\n  end_ms: 122710\n- text: Ain't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up\n  start_ms: 122710\n  end_ms: 125040\n- text: You better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something\n  start_ms: 125040\n  end_ms: 127860\n- text: Whipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something\n  start_ms: 127860\n  end_ms: 130420\n- text: I brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)\n  start_ms: 130420\n  end_ms: 133130\n- text: Police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy\n  start_ms: 133130\n  end_ms: 135730\n- text: Better have your head on a swivel while in traffic\n  start_ms: 135730\n  end_ms: 138210\n- text: Gangster everywhere except my casket\n  start_ms: 138210\n  end_ms: 140270\n- text: I'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)\n  start_ms: 140270\n  end_ms: 142620\n- text: With traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga\n  start_ms: 142620\n  end_ms: 145590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 145590\nplain: |-\n  This is Greedy Money\n  Dubba-AA flexin'\n\n  Lame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us\n  Slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us\n  Gang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em\n  Fuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it\n  Why they playing with us? They know EST the big mob\n  Gave so many blues to you, they slide throwing Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is the sound)\n\n  Pill poppin', if I did stop, then I'd miss Quan\n  55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die\n  Casey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye\n  I don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die\n  You ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred timеs\n  He be lying, he ain't outsidе, popping shit on live\n  Big slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location\n  Niggas hoes, we gon' tote these poles, fuck probation\n\n  Thug nigga, hate them blood niggas, still a Cuz killer\n  Drug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out\n  Made my first M with CMG, like, \"What you buy now?\"\n  All-white, I rock Off White, bitch, let's talk prices\n  Bad bitches spend they last with me, ain't never had one\n  Thirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one\n  I'm the bad son, Mama say she still love me though\n\n  Cameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes\n  Fuck these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, nigga\n  How you serving fiends? Bitch, I only sell to rich niggas\n  Ass-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last nigga\n  Fast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash shit (Ayy)\n  Past-tense, I got a driver now, but even he know\n\n  I keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, nigga, keep going\n  Don't throw them birds to me, that McNabb, I'm like T. Owens\n  Free yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch\n  I hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying\n  Quez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding\n  Five double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard\n  Shoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all\n  Bitch, I'm like, \"Who raised y'all?\" I don't need no days off\n  I pick up when that pape' call, bitch\n\n  Yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)\n  Making plays how I made my name, it ain't take long\n  Droplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off\n  Pull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck\n  Second run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck\n  If you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)\n  Niggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up\n\n  Lackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)\n  We gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)\n  Ain't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up\n  You better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something\n\n  Whipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something\n  I brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)\n  Police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy\n  Better have your head on a swivel while in traffic\n  Gangster everywhere except my casket\n  I'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)\n  With traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga\n"}]