[{"id":5619411,"name":"Click & Spark","trackName":"Click & Spark","artistName":"Fabolous","albumName":"Ghetto Fabolous","duration":125.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[D.j clue + fabolous]\nD.j clue, desert storm\nYou know how we do things\n(Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\nWhachu bout to witness\n[Fab] fabolous\n[Clue] (olous!)\n[Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\nThe album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\nCome on man!\n\n[Fabolous]\nMy gun go click and spark\nDon't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\nSon those slick remarks, gon' get you\nBla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\nYa walk through my p's and karats\nWind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\nYa team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\nAnd strap the beam underneath\nWhen i ride through, ya dont see no lid\nI put snipers on the roof like nino did\nAll it takes is some c-note slid\nTo have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\nI dont scream it in a rough tone\nI got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\nPuff combs\nEvery hustler on this planet (?)\nGivin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n\nUh, yea\nFab, olous\nYea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n\n[Verse 2]\nThese niggaz gots to be punched\nAct stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\nFor lunch\nIf i let this diablo door raid\nI'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\nSee i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\nWe waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\nYa gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\nSee how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\nNo you cant take the coupe wit ditches\nCause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\nPlease, i get my dollar from the hersey\nI'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\nYou know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\nSame laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\nWho else can it be spellin it at them\nYou have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\nHim, stupid","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.11] [D.j clue + fabolous]\n[00:01.45] D.j clue, desert storm\n[00:03.50] You know how we do things\n[00:05.68] (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n[00:09.06] Whachu bout to witness\n[00:10.68] [Fab] fabolous\n[00:13.44] [Clue] (olous!)\n[00:15.28] [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n[00:18.13] The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n[00:20.15] Come on man!\n[00:22.46] [Fabolous]\n[00:23.51] My gun go click and spark\n[00:27.15] Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n[00:30.55] Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n[00:33.23] Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n[00:35.49] Ya walk through my p's and karats\n[00:37.04] Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n[00:40.09] Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n[00:43.32] And strap the beam underneath\n[00:44.94] When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n[00:47.38] I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n[00:50.25] All it takes is some c-note slid\n[00:52.13] To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n[00:54.53] I dont scream it in a rough tone\n[00:57.28] I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n[00:59.75] Puff combs\n[01:00.65] Every hustler on this planet (?)\n[01:01.97] Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n[01:05.12] Uh, yea\n[01:06.52] Fab, olous\n[01:06.81] Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n[01:07.04] [Verse 2]\n[01:09.47] These niggaz gots to be punched\n[01:16.42] Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n[01:19.22] For lunch\n[01:20.13] If i let this diablo door raid\n[01:21.91] I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n[01:24.67] See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n[01:27.22] We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n[01:29.63] Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n[01:32.13] See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n[01:34.48] No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n[01:36.35] Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n[01:39.19] Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n[01:41.44] I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n[01:43.69] You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n[01:46.77] Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n[01:49.28] Who else can it be spellin it at them\n[01:51.78] You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n[01:54.40] Him, stupid\n[01:55.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Click & Spark\n  artist: Fabolous\n  album: Ghetto Fabolous\n  duration_ms: 125000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[D.j clue + fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 110\n  end_ms: 1450\n- text: D.j clue, desert storm\n  start_ms: 1450\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: You know how we do things\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 5680\n- text: (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  start_ms: 5680\n  end_ms: 9060\n- 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end_ms: 40090\n- text: Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n  start_ms: 40090\n  end_ms: 43320\n- text: And strap the beam underneath\n  start_ms: 43320\n  end_ms: 44940\n- text: When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n  start_ms: 44940\n  end_ms: 47380\n- text: I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n  start_ms: 47380\n  end_ms: 50250\n- text: All it takes is some c-note slid\n  start_ms: 50250\n  end_ms: 52130\n- text: To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n  start_ms: 52130\n  end_ms: 54530\n- text: I dont scream it in a rough tone\n  start_ms: 54530\n  end_ms: 57280\n- text: I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n  start_ms: 57280\n  end_ms: 59750\n- text: Puff combs\n  start_ms: 59750\n  end_ms: 60650\n- text: Every hustler on this planet (?)\n  start_ms: 60650\n  end_ms: 61970\n- text: Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n  start_ms: 61970\n  end_ms: 65120\n- text: Uh, yea\n  start_ms: 65120\n  end_ms: 66520\n- text: Fab, olous\n  start_ms: 66520\n  end_ms: 66810\n- text: Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n  start_ms: 66810\n  end_ms: 67040\n- text: '[Verse 2]'\n  start_ms: 67040\n  end_ms: 69470\n- text: These niggaz gots to be punched\n  start_ms: 69470\n  end_ms: 76420\n- text: Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n  start_ms: 76420\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: For lunch\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 80130\n- text: If i let this diablo door raid\n  start_ms: 80130\n  end_ms: 81910\n- text: I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n  start_ms: 81910\n  end_ms: 84670\n- text: See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n  start_ms: 84670\n  end_ms: 87220\n- text: We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n  start_ms: 87220\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 92130\n- text: See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n  start_ms: 92130\n  end_ms: 94480\n- text: No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n  start_ms: 94480\n  end_ms: 96350\n- text: Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n  start_ms: 96350\n  end_ms: 99190\n- text: Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n  start_ms: 99190\n  end_ms: 101440\n- text: I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n  start_ms: 101440\n  end_ms: 103690\n- text: You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n  start_ms: 103690\n  end_ms: 106770\n- text: Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  start_ms: 106770\n  end_ms: 109280\n- text: Who else can it be spellin it at them\n  start_ms: 109280\n  end_ms: 111780\n- text: You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n  start_ms: 111780\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: Him, stupid\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 115130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 115130\nplain: |-\n  [D.j clue + fabolous]\n  D.j clue, desert storm\n  You know how we do things\n  (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  Whachu bout to witness\n  [Fab] fabolous\n  [Clue] (olous!)\n  [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n  The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  Come on man!\n\n  [Fabolous]\n  My gun go click and spark\n  Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n  Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n  Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n  Ya walk through my p's and karats\n  Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n  Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n  And strap the beam underneath\n  When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n  I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n  All it takes is some c-note slid\n  To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n  I dont scream it in a rough tone\n  I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n  Puff combs\n  Every hustler on this planet (?)\n  Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n\n  Uh, yea\n  Fab, olous\n  Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n\n  [Verse 2]\n  These niggaz gots to be punched\n  Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n  For lunch\n  If i let this diablo door raid\n  I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n  See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n  We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n  Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n  See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n  No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n  Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n  Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n  I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n  You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n  Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  Who else can it be spellin it at them\n  You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n  Him, stupid\n"},{"id":30977036,"name":"Click & Spark","trackName":"Click & Spark","artistName":"fabolous","albumName":"Getto 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help\nPuff combs\nEvery hustler on this planet (?)\nGivin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n\nUh, yea\nFab, olous\nYea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n\n[Verse 2]\nThese niggaz gots to be punched\nAct stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\nFor lunch\nIf i let this diablo door raid\nI'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\nSee i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\nWe waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\nYa gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\nSee how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\nNo you cant take the coupe wit ditches\nCause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\nPlease, i get my dollar from the hersey\nI'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\nYou know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\nSame laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\nWho else can it be spellin it at them\nYou have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\nHim, stupid","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.11] [D.j clue + fabolous]\n[00:01.45] D.j clue, desert storm\n[00:03.50] You know how we do things\n[00:05.68] (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n[00:09.06] Whachu bout to witness\n[00:10.68] [Fab] fabolous\n[00:13.44] [Clue] (olous!)\n[00:15.28] [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n[00:18.13] The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n[00:20.15] Come on man!\n[00:22.46] [Fabolous]\n[00:23.51] My gun go click and spark\n[00:27.15] Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n[00:30.55] Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n[00:33.23] Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n[00:35.49] Ya walk through my p's and karats\n[00:37.04] Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n[00:40.09] Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n[00:43.32] And strap the beam underneath\n[00:44.94] When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n[00:47.38] I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n[00:50.25] All it takes is some c-note slid\n[00:52.13] To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n[00:54.53] I dont scream it in a rough tone\n[00:57.28] I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n[00:59.75] Puff combs\n[01:00.65] Every hustler on this planet (?)\n[01:01.97] Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n[01:05.12] Uh, yea\n[01:06.52] Fab, olous\n[01:06.81] Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n[01:07.04] [Verse 2]\n[01:09.47] These niggaz gots to be punched\n[01:16.42] Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n[01:19.22] For lunch\n[01:20.13] If i let this diablo door raid\n[01:21.91] I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n[01:24.67] See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n[01:27.22] We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n[01:29.63] Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n[01:32.13] See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n[01:34.48] No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n[01:36.35] Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n[01:39.19] Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n[01:41.44] I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n[01:43.69] You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n[01:46.77] Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n[01:49.28] Who else can it be spellin it at them\n[01:51.78] You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n[01:54.40] Him, stupid\n[01:55.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Click & Spark\n  artist: fabolous\n  album: Getto Fabolous\n  duration_ms: 125000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[D.j clue + fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 110\n  end_ms: 1450\n- text: D.j clue, desert storm\n  start_ms: 1450\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: You know how we do things\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 5680\n- text: (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  start_ms: 5680\n  end_ms: 9060\n- text: Whachu bout to witness\n  start_ms: 9060\n  end_ms: 10680\n- text: '[Fab] fabolous'\n  start_ms: 10680\n  end_ms: 13440\n- text: '[Clue] (olous!)'\n  start_ms: 13440\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: '[Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)'\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18130\n- text: The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  start_ms: 18130\n  end_ms: 20150\n- text: Come on man!\n  start_ms: 20150\n  end_ms: 22460\n- text: '[Fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 22460\n  end_ms: 23510\n- text: My gun go click and spark\n  start_ms: 23510\n  end_ms: 27150\n- text: Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n  start_ms: 27150\n  end_ms: 30550\n- text: Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n  start_ms: 30550\n  end_ms: 33230\n- text: Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n  start_ms: 33230\n  end_ms: 35490\n- text: Ya walk through my p's and karats\n  start_ms: 35490\n  end_ms: 37040\n- text: Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n  start_ms: 37040\n  end_ms: 40090\n- text: Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n  start_ms: 40090\n  end_ms: 43320\n- text: And strap the beam underneath\n  start_ms: 43320\n  end_ms: 44940\n- text: When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n  start_ms: 44940\n  end_ms: 47380\n- text: I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n  start_ms: 47380\n  end_ms: 50250\n- text: All it takes is some c-note slid\n  start_ms: 50250\n  end_ms: 52130\n- text: To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n  start_ms: 52130\n  end_ms: 54530\n- text: I dont scream it in a rough tone\n  start_ms: 54530\n  end_ms: 57280\n- text: I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n  start_ms: 57280\n  end_ms: 59750\n- text: Puff combs\n  start_ms: 59750\n  end_ms: 60650\n- text: Every hustler on this planet (?)\n  start_ms: 60650\n  end_ms: 61970\n- text: Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n  start_ms: 61970\n  end_ms: 65120\n- text: Uh, yea\n  start_ms: 65120\n  end_ms: 66520\n- text: Fab, olous\n  start_ms: 66520\n  end_ms: 66810\n- text: Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n  start_ms: 66810\n  end_ms: 67040\n- text: '[Verse 2]'\n  start_ms: 67040\n  end_ms: 69470\n- text: These niggaz gots to be punched\n  start_ms: 69470\n  end_ms: 76420\n- text: Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n  start_ms: 76420\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: For lunch\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 80130\n- text: If i let this diablo door raid\n  start_ms: 80130\n  end_ms: 81910\n- text: I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n  start_ms: 81910\n  end_ms: 84670\n- text: See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n  start_ms: 84670\n  end_ms: 87220\n- text: We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n  start_ms: 87220\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 92130\n- text: See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n  start_ms: 92130\n  end_ms: 94480\n- text: No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n  start_ms: 94480\n  end_ms: 96350\n- text: Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n  start_ms: 96350\n  end_ms: 99190\n- text: Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n  start_ms: 99190\n  end_ms: 101440\n- text: I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n  start_ms: 101440\n  end_ms: 103690\n- text: You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n  start_ms: 103690\n  end_ms: 106770\n- text: Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  start_ms: 106770\n  end_ms: 109280\n- text: Who else can it be spellin it at them\n  start_ms: 109280\n  end_ms: 111780\n- text: You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n  start_ms: 111780\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: Him, stupid\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 115130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 115130\nplain: |-\n  [D.j clue + fabolous]\n  D.j clue, desert storm\n  You know how we do things\n  (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  Whachu bout to witness\n  [Fab] fabolous\n  [Clue] (olous!)\n  [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n  The album, ghetto 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have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n[01:54.40] Him, stupid\n[01:55.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Click and Spark\n  artist: Fabolous\n  album: Ghetto Fabolous\n  duration_ms: 124419\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[D.j clue + fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 110\n  end_ms: 1450\n- text: D.j clue, desert storm\n  start_ms: 1450\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: You know how we do things\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 5680\n- text: (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  start_ms: 5680\n  end_ms: 9060\n- text: Whachu bout to witness\n  start_ms: 9060\n  end_ms: 10680\n- text: '[Fab] fabolous'\n  start_ms: 10680\n  end_ms: 13440\n- text: '[Clue] (olous!)'\n  start_ms: 13440\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: '[Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)'\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18130\n- text: The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  start_ms: 18130\n  end_ms: 20150\n- text: Come on man!\n  start_ms: 20150\n  end_ms: 22460\n- text: 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52130\n- text: To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n  start_ms: 52130\n  end_ms: 54530\n- text: I dont scream it in a rough tone\n  start_ms: 54530\n  end_ms: 57280\n- text: I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n  start_ms: 57280\n  end_ms: 59750\n- text: Puff combs\n  start_ms: 59750\n  end_ms: 60650\n- text: Every hustler on this planet (?)\n  start_ms: 60650\n  end_ms: 61970\n- text: Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n  start_ms: 61970\n  end_ms: 65120\n- text: Uh, yea\n  start_ms: 65120\n  end_ms: 66520\n- text: Fab, olous\n  start_ms: 66520\n  end_ms: 66810\n- text: Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n  start_ms: 66810\n  end_ms: 67040\n- text: '[Verse 2]'\n  start_ms: 67040\n  end_ms: 69470\n- text: These niggaz gots to be punched\n  start_ms: 69470\n  end_ms: 76420\n- text: Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n  start_ms: 76420\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: For lunch\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 80130\n- 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103690\n  end_ms: 106770\n- text: Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  start_ms: 106770\n  end_ms: 109280\n- text: Who else can it be spellin it at them\n  start_ms: 109280\n  end_ms: 111780\n- text: You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n  start_ms: 111780\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: Him, stupid\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 115130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 115130\nplain: |-\n  [d.j clue + fabolous]\n  D.j clue, desert storm\n  You know how we do things\n  (uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  Whachu bout to witness\n  [fab] fabolous\n  [clue] (olous!)\n  [clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n  The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  Come on man!\n\n  [fabolous]\n  My gun go click and spark\n  Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n  Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n  Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n  Ya walk through my p's and karats\n  Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and 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Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n  Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n  I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n  You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n  Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  Who else can it be spellin it at them\n  You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n  him, stupid\n"},{"id":31958529,"name":"Click and Spark","trackName":"Click and Spark","artistName":"Fabolous","albumName":"Ghetto Fabolous [Clean]","duration":126.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[d.j clue + fabolous]\nD.j clue, desert storm\nYou know how we do things\n(uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\nWhachu bout to witness\n[fab] fabolous\n[clue] (olous!)\n[clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\nThe album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\nCome on man!\n\n[fabolous]\nMy gun go click and spark\nDon't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\nSon those slick remarks, gon' get you\nBla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\nYa walk through my p's and karats\nWind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\nYa team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\nAnd strap the beam underneath\nWhen i ride through, ya dont see no lid\nI put snipers on the roof like nino did\nAll it takes is some c-note slid\nTo have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\nI dont scream it in a rough tone\nI got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\npuff combs\nEvery hustler on this planet (?)\nGivin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n\nUh, yea\nFab, olous\nYea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n\n[verse 2]\nThese niggaz gots to be punched\nAct stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\nfor lunch\nIf i let this diablo door raid\nI'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\nSee i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\nWe waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\nYa gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\nSee how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\nNo you cant take the coupe wit ditches\nCause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\nPlease, i get my dollar from the hersey\nI'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\nYou know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\nSame laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\nWho else can it be spellin it at them\nYou have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\nhim, stupid","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.11] [D.j clue + fabolous]\n[00:01.45] D.j clue, desert storm\n[00:03.50] You know how we do things\n[00:05.68] (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n[00:09.06] Whachu bout to witness\n[00:10.68] [Fab] fabolous\n[00:13.44] [Clue] (olous!)\n[00:15.28] [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n[00:18.13] The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n[00:20.15] Come on man!\n[00:22.46] [Fabolous]\n[00:23.51] My gun go click and spark\n[00:27.15] Don't leave witnesses to 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Ya walk through my p's and karats\n[00:37.04] Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n[00:40.09] Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n[00:43.32] And strap the beam underneath\n[00:44.94] When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n[00:47.38] I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n[00:50.25] All it takes is some c-note slid\n[00:52.13] To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n[00:54.53] I dont scream it in a rough tone\n[00:57.28] I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n[00:59.75] Puff combs\n[01:00.65] Every hustler on this planet (?)\n[01:01.97] Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n[01:05.12] Uh, yea\n[01:06.52] Fab, olous\n[01:06.81] Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n[01:07.04] [Verse 2]\n[01:09.47] These niggaz gots to be punched\n[01:16.42] Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n[01:19.22] For lunch\n[01:20.13] If i let this diablo door raid\n[01:21.91] I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n[01:24.67] See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n[01:27.22] We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n[01:29.63] Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n[01:32.13] See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n[01:34.48] No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n[01:36.35] Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n[01:39.19] Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n[01:41.44] I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n[01:43.69] You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n[01:46.77] Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n[01:49.28] Who else can it be spellin it at them\n[01:51.78] You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n[01:54.40] Him, stupid\n[01:55.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Click & Spark\n  artist: Fabolous\n  album: A Gangster And A Gentleman Vol. 6 Bootleg\n  duration_ms: 44000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[D.j clue + fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 110\n  end_ms: 1450\n- text: D.j clue, desert storm\n  start_ms: 1450\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: You know how we do things\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 5680\n- text: (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  start_ms: 5680\n  end_ms: 9060\n- text: Whachu bout to witness\n  start_ms: 9060\n  end_ms: 10680\n- text: '[Fab] fabolous'\n  start_ms: 10680\n  end_ms: 13440\n- text: '[Clue] (olous!)'\n  start_ms: 13440\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: '[Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)'\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18130\n- text: The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  start_ms: 18130\n  end_ms: 20150\n- text: Come on man!\n  start_ms: 20150\n  end_ms: 22460\n- text: '[Fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 22460\n  end_ms: 23510\n- text: My gun go click and spark\n  start_ms: 23510\n  end_ms: 27150\n- text: Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n  start_ms: 27150\n  end_ms: 30550\n- text: Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n  start_ms: 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111780\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: Him, stupid\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 115130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 115130\nplain: |-\n  [D.j clue + fabolous]\n  D.j clue, desert storm\n  You know how we do things\n  (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  Whachu bout to witness\n  [Fab] fabolous\n  [Clue] (olous!)\n  [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n  The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  Come on man!\n\n  [Fabolous]\n  My gun go click and spark\n  Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n  Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n  Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n  Ya walk through my p's and karats\n  Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n  Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n  And strap the beam underneath\n  When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n  I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n  All it takes is some c-note slid\n  To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n  I dont scream it in a rough tone\n  I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n  Puff combs\n  Every hustler on this planet (?)\n  Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n\n  Uh, yea\n  Fab, olous\n  Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n\n  [Verse 2]\n  These niggaz gots to be punched\n  Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n  For lunch\n  If i let this diablo door raid\n  I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n  See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n  We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n  Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n  See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n  No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n  Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n  Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n  I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n  You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n  Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  Who else 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tip\n[00:43.32]And strap the beam underneath\n[00:44.94]When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n[00:47.38]I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n[00:50.25]All it takes is some c-note slid\n[00:52.13]To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n[00:54.53]I dont scream it in a rough tone\n[00:57.28]I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n[00:59.75]Puff combs\n[01:00.65]Every hustler on this planet (?)\n[01:01.97]Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n[01:05.12]Uh, yea\n[01:06.52]Fab, olous\n[01:06.81]Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n[01:07.04][Verse 2]\n[01:09.47]These niggaz gots to be punched\n[01:16.42]Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n[01:19.22]For lunch\n[01:20.13]If i let this diablo door raid\n[01:21.91]I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n[01:24.67]See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n[01:27.22]We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n[01:29.63]Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n[01:32.13]See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n[01:34.48]No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n[01:36.35]Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n[01:39.19]Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n[01:41.44]I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n[01:43.69]You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n[01:46.77]Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n[01:49.28]Who else can it be spellin it at them\n[01:51.78]You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n[01:54.40]Him, stupid\n[01:55.13]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Click & Spark\n  artist: Fabolous\n  album: Ghetto Fabulous\n  duration_ms: 126000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[D.j clue + fabolous]'\n  start_ms: 110\n  end_ms: 1450\n- text: D.j clue, desert storm\n  start_ms: 1450\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: You know how we do things\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 5680\n- text: (Uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to 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whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)\n  Whachu bout to witness\n  [Fab] fabolous\n  [Clue] (olous!)\n  [Clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh)\n  The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo)\n  Come on man!\n\n  [Fabolous]\n  My gun go click and spark\n  Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park\n  Son those slick remarks, gon' get you\n  Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)\n  Ya walk through my p's and karats\n  Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots\n  Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip\n  And strap the beam underneath\n  When i ride through, ya dont see no lid\n  I put snipers on the roof like nino did\n  All it takes is some c-note slid\n  To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid\n  I dont scream it in a rough tone\n  I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help\n  Puff combs\n  Every hustler on this planet (?)\n  Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga\n\n  Uh, yea\n  Fab, olous\n  Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh\n\n  [Verse 2]\n  These niggaz gots to be punched\n  Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta\n  For lunch\n  If i let this diablo door raid\n  I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway\n  See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay\n  We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway\n  Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz\n  See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin\n  No you cant take the coupe wit ditches\n  Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous\n  Please, i get my dollar from the hersey\n  I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey\n  You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin\n  Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'\n  Who else can it be spellin it at them\n  You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's\n  Him, stupid\n"}]