[{"id":23291273,"name":"Keep Killin","trackName":"Keep Killin","artistName":"G Perico","albumName":"Keep Killin","duration":122.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Low the Great)\nYou can't help me if you can't help yourself\nI'm at the penthouse plottin' up my next ten steps\nOne hundred million, straight out the ghetto\nWe finally on track, now it's time to hit the pedal\nCan't look back, gotta keep killin'\nTime goin' by but I keep Crippin'\nYellow gold jewelry and it's covered up in ice\nI'm just puttin' on for my niggas that got life\nI stay away from niggas that be talkin' to the cops\nAnd them niggas that be talkin' to niggas talkin' to the cops\nAnd I stay away from hoes that ain't got shit goin' on\nMight be a hot girl summer but I ain't got shit for 'em\nI flush dope down the toilet in the middle of a raid\nKnock niggas out in the middle of a fade\nHad a fifty-round clip in the center of a Wraith\nSlidin' through the city just to show my face\nIf it ain't ace of spades, what the fuck is it?\nWhen I leave the office won't you come get drunk with me\nCouple niggas turned around 'cause they couldn't see the light\nThen I started Blue T-Shirt, now we on, God\nAyy, ayy, ayy, ayy\nI remember sittin' in the projects all day (what?)\nBackyard boogie (oh), takin' all fades (okay)\nKnow a couple night creepers, know a couple broad days\nWith my nigga BG, he from the Broadway (what? what? what? oh)\nIf it ain't Ace of Spades, what the fuck is it? (Ayy, what the fuck is it)\nTwenty bands on a chain, spent a buck fifty (bling-blaow)\nAll these bitches know my name, they in love with me (Lil' Rucci)\nI ain't goin' on that stage without my gun with me (go, go, go, go)\nOkay, now what you finna do when you get out your deal? (okay, now)\nI'm finna have some fun (okay, though)\nAyy, what do you consider fun?\nGoin' dumb with a hundred round drum, on Blood\nThis that dog in this bitch\nFuck the law in this bitch, ayy (what?)\nI need it all in this bitch, ayy (okay)\nFirst things first, yeah, you know it, fuck 12\nAyy, free Don Don, he got a million dollar bail\nLike a boat, I'ma sail, I'm off drugs at the yard\nFinna live it up today 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow\nHundred ten, goin' fast, westbound on the freeway (what?)\nBogart in traffic 'cause I do shit the G way\nG Perico, RuccDawg, Play To Win\nShit Don't Stop, and all that\nYou know what I mean?\nMackk & Co, Perico's Innerprize\nLong live Sean Mackk, long live Coley\n\"Play To Win\" on the way","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.38] (Low the Great)\n[00:08.86] You can't help me if you can't help yourself\n[00:10.87] I'm at the penthouse plottin' up my next ten steps\n[00:13.33] One hundred million, straight out the ghetto\n[00:15.83] We finally on track, now it's time to hit the pedal\n[00:18.12] Can't look back, gotta keep killin'\n[00:20.36] Time goin' by but I keep Crippin'\n[00:22.88] Yellow gold jewelry and it's covered up in ice\n[00:25.07] I'm just puttin' on for my niggas that got life\n[00:27.35] I stay away from niggas that be talkin' to the cops\n[00:29.60] And them niggas that be talkin' to niggas talkin' to the cops\n[00:31.90] And I stay away from hoes that ain't got shit goin' on\n[00:34.08] Might be a hot girl summer but I ain't got shit for 'em\n[00:36.48] I flush dope down the toilet in the middle of a raid\n[00:38.73] Knock niggas out in the middle of a fade\n[00:41.19] Had a fifty-round clip in the center of a Wraith\n[00:43.39] Slidin' through the city just to show my face\n[00:45.70] If it ain't ace of spades, what the fuck is it?\n[00:47.93] When I leave the office won't you come get drunk with me\n[00:50.01] Couple niggas turned around 'cause they couldn't see the light\n[00:52.61] Then I started Blue T-Shirt, now we on, God\n[00:52.67] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy\n[00:54.55] I remember sittin' in the projects all day (what?)\n[00:56.82] Backyard boogie (oh), takin' all fades (okay)\n[00:59.13] Know a couple night creepers, know a couple broad days\n[01:01.41] With my nigga BG, he from the Broadway (what? what? what? oh)\n[01:03.69] If it ain't Ace of Spades, what the fuck is it? (Ayy, what the fuck is it)\n[01:06.00] Twenty bands on a chain, spent a buck fifty (bling-blaow)\n[01:08.15] All these bitches know my name, they in love with me (Lil' Rucci)\n[01:10.59] I ain't goin' on that stage without my gun with me (go, go, go, go)\n[01:12.84] Okay, now what you finna do when you get out your deal? (okay, now)\n[01:15.39] I'm finna have some fun (okay, though)\n[01:17.75] Ayy, what do you consider fun?\n[01:19.96] Goin' dumb with a hundred round drum, on Blood\n[01:22.32] This that dog in this bitch\n[01:23.45] Fuck the law in this bitch, ayy (what?)\n[01:25.09] I need it all in this bitch, ayy (okay)\n[01:26.76] First things first, yeah, you know it, fuck 12\n[01:28.96] Ayy, free Don Don, he got a million dollar bail\n[01:31.24] Like a boat, I'ma sail, I'm off drugs at the yard\n[01:33.59] Finna live it up today 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow\n[01:35.83] Hundred ten, goin' fast, westbound on the freeway (what?)\n[01:38.28] Bogart in traffic 'cause I do shit the G way\n[01:41.78] G Perico, RuccDawg, Play To Win\n[01:45.79] Shit Don't Stop, and all that\n[01:47.59] You know what I mean?\n[01:49.20] Mackk & Co, Perico's Innerprize\n[01:54.95] Long live Sean Mackk, long live Coley\n[01:58.64] \"Play To Win\" on the way","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Keep Killin\n  artist: G Perico\n  album: Keep Killin\n  duration_ms: 122000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Low the Great)\n  start_ms: 4380\n  end_ms: 8860\n- text: You can't help me if you can't help yourself\n  start_ms: 8860\n  end_ms: 10870\n- text: I'm at the penthouse plottin' up my next ten steps\n  start_ms: 10870\n  end_ms: 13330\n- text: One hundred million, straight out the ghetto\n  start_ms: 13330\n  end_ms: 15830\n- text: We finally on track, now it's time to hit the pedal\n  start_ms: 15830\n  end_ms: 18120\n- text: Can't look back, gotta keep killin'\n  start_ms: 18120\n  end_ms: 20360\n- text: Time goin' by but I keep Crippin'\n  start_ms: 20360\n  end_ms: 22880\n- text: Yellow gold jewelry and it's covered up in ice\n  start_ms: 22880\n  end_ms: 25070\n- text: I'm just puttin' on for my niggas that got life\n  start_ms: 25070\n  end_ms: 27350\n- text: I stay away from niggas that be talkin' to the cops\n  start_ms: 27350\n  end_ms: 29600\n- text: And them niggas that be talkin' to niggas talkin' to the cops\n  start_ms: 29600\n  end_ms: 31900\n- text: And I stay away from hoes that ain't got shit goin' on\n  start_ms: 31900\n  end_ms: 34080\n- text: Might be a hot girl summer but I ain't got shit for 'em\n  start_ms: 34080\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: I flush dope down the toilet in the middle of a raid\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 38730\n- text: Knock niggas out in the middle of a fade\n  start_ms: 38730\n  end_ms: 41190\n- text: Had a fifty-round clip in the center of a Wraith\n  start_ms: 41190\n  end_ms: 43390\n- text: Slidin' through the city just to show my face\n  start_ms: 43390\n  end_ms: 45700\n- text: If it ain't ace of spades, what the fuck is it?\n  start_ms: 45700\n  end_ms: 47930\n- text: When I leave the office won't you come get drunk with me\n  start_ms: 47930\n  end_ms: 50010\n- text: Couple niggas turned around 'cause they couldn't see the light\n  start_ms: 50010\n  end_ms: 52610\n- text: Then I started Blue T-Shirt, now we on, God\n  start_ms: 52610\n  end_ms: 52670\n- text: Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy\n  start_ms: 52670\n  end_ms: 54550\n- text: I remember sittin' in the projects all day (what?)\n  start_ms: 54550\n  end_ms: 56820\n- text: Backyard boogie (oh), takin' all fades (okay)\n  start_ms: 56820\n  end_ms: 59130\n- text: Know a couple night creepers, know a couple broad days\n  start_ms: 59130\n  end_ms: 61410\n- text: With my nigga BG, he from the Broadway (what? what? what? oh)\n  start_ms: 61410\n  end_ms: 63690\n- text: If it ain't Ace of Spades, what the fuck is it? 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(Ayy, what the fuck is it)\n  Twenty bands on a chain, spent a buck fifty (bling-blaow)\n  All these bitches know my name, they in love with me (Lil' Rucci)\n  I ain't goin' on that stage without my gun with me (go, go, go, go)\n  Okay, now what you finna do when you get out your deal? (okay, now)\n  I'm finna have some fun (okay, though)\n  Ayy, what do you consider fun?\n  Goin' dumb with a hundred round drum, on Blood\n  This that dog in this bitch\n  Fuck the law in this bitch, ayy (what?)\n  I need it all in this bitch, ayy (okay)\n  First things first, yeah, you know it, fuck 12\n  Ayy, free Don Don, he got a million dollar bail\n  Like a boat, I'ma sail, I'm off drugs at the yard\n  Finna live it up today 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow\n  Hundred ten, goin' fast, westbound on the freeway (what?)\n  Bogart in traffic 'cause I do shit the G way\n  G Perico, RuccDawg, Play To Win\n  Shit Don't Stop, and all that\n  You know what I mean?\n  Mackk & Co, Perico's Innerprize\n  Long live Sean Mackk, long live Coley\n  \"Play To Win\" on the way\n"}]