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soldiers\n[01:06.45] Ride out\n[01:07.10] Home of the new right here\n[01:08.54] G Unit soldiers\n[01:11.78] Ride out\n[01:14.01] G Unit soldiers\n[01:17.10] Ride out\n\n[01:18.14] Nigga, nigga\n[01:19.30] Niggas know I'm hot\n[01:20.45] But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (Uhh)\n[01:22.50] Still followin' the code Gs up, hoes down (Come on)\n[01:25.22] I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n[01:27.13] Now my G Unit niggas don't ride bikes\n[01:29.17] But they'll pop-a-wheelie (Blaaadt)\n[01:30.70] I ain't straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n[01:33.25] And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n[01:35.90] I bounced up, that's the best part\n[01:37.74] You niggas don't know what pain is the only scar on ya body's a stretch mark\n\n[01:41.54] Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n[01:44.14] Cause it's Llama and P-89s when we approachin (What else?!)\n[01:46.65] Listen homie\n[01:47.90] We got AKs and Remingtons for niggas in the hood playin cowboys and 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 Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them, nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off, nigga\n  G Unit clique\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yeah, heh, the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got y'all nigga\n  Yeah, uh, uh\n  -- Synced by NoMan --\n"},{"id":26707119,"name":"G-Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G-Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"G-Unit(50 Cent Is The Future)","duration":186.984458,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... Niggas salute me\nUh huh\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWe takin over this shit\n\n(50 Cent)\n\nYo\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nG Unitttt\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWhatcha say whatcha say?\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nYea... Yea...\nI'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\nFor houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\nWe gamble on ball courts\nKeep the paint peelin\nYou either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\nI'm stuck in the past\nShit changed since the 80s (What)\nI know ladies, that got babies wit babies\nOut here its basketball and speedbags\nAnd guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\nAnd walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\nFlashin singles, wit the 20s on top\nWhile I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\nSo never show love wit ya left hand\nYou'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Tony Yayo)\nHome of the new right here\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nNigga... Nigga\nNiggas know I'm hot\nBut my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\nStill follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\nI see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\nNow my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\nDont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\nI aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\nAnd the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\nI bounced up, thats the best part\nYou niggas don't know what pain is\nThe only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nKeep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\nCause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\nListen homie\nWe got AKs and Remintons\nFor niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\nLadies and gentleman we was born to ball\nSo if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\nGettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\nShe got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\n50 whatcha say?\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\nYea... G Unit man.\nWe runnin the streets man\nWe takin this rap shit over man\nThis serious man its more then rap nigga\nMention this nigga 50 name nigga\nI'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\nThats my nigga right there\nYea... it aint a game no more\nTony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\nSame go for them nigga\nBlow ya fuckin head off nigga\nG Unit klick\nMy nigga Proav L\nYea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n134 nigga\nWe got yall nigga\nYea... uh.uh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G-Unit Soldiers\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: G-Unit(50 Cent Is The Future)\n  duration_ms: 186984\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  Yea... Niggas salute me\n  Uh huh\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  We takin over this shit\n\n  (50 Cent)\n\n  Yo\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  G Unitttt\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Whatcha say whatcha say?\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Yea... Yea...\n  I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\n  For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\n  We gamble on ball courts\n  Keep the paint peelin\n  You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\n  I'm stuck in the past\n  Shit changed since the 80s (What)\n  I know ladies, that got babies wit babies\n  Out here its basketball and speedbags\n  And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\n  And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\n  Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top\n  While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\n  So never show love wit ya left hand\n  You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Tony Yayo)\n  Home of the new right here\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Nigga... Nigga\n  Niggas know I'm hot\n  But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\n  Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\n  I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n  Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\n  Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\n  I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n  And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n  I bounced up, thats the best part\n  You niggas don't know what pain is\n  The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n  Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\n  Listen homie\n  We got AKs and Remintons\n  For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\n  Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball\n  So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\n  Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\n  She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  50 whatcha say?\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\n  Yea... G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea... it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea... uh.uh\n"},{"id":22703190,"name":"G Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent & G Unit","albumName":"50 Cent Is The Future","duration":187.042083,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... Niggas salute me\nUh huh\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWe takin over this shit\n\n(50 Cent)\n\nYo\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nG Unitttt\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWhatcha say whatcha say?\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit solider\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nYea... Yea...\nI'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\nFor houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\nWe gamble on ball courts\nKeep the paint peelin\nYou either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\nI'm stuck in the past\nShit changed since the 80s (What)\nI know ladies, that got babies wit babies\nOut here its basketball and speedbags\nAnd guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\nAnd walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\nFlashin singles, wit the 20s on top\nWhile I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\nSo never show love wit ya left hand\nYou'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit solider\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Tony Yayo)\nHome of the new right here\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nNigga... Nigga\nNiggas know I'm hot\nBut my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\nStill follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\nI see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\nNow my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\nDont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\nI aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\nAnd the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\nI bounced up, thats the best part\nYou niggas don't know what pain is\nThe only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nKeep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\nCause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\nListen homie\nWe got AKs and Remintons\nFor niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\nLadies and gentleman we was born to ball\nSo if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\nGettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\nShe got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\n50 whatcha say?\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\nYea... G Unit man.\nWe runnin the streets man\nWe takin this rap shit over man\nThis serious man its more then rap nigga\nMention this nigga 50 name nigga\nI'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\nThats my nigga right there\nYea... it aint a game no more\nTony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\nSame go for them nigga\nBlow ya fuckin head off nigga\nG Unit klick\nMy nigga Proav L\nYea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n134 nigga\nWe got yall nigga\nYea... uh.uh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G Unit Soldiers\n  artist: 50 Cent & G Unit\n  album: 50 Cent Is The Future\n  duration_ms: 187042\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  Yea... Niggas salute me\n  Uh huh\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  We takin over this shit\n\n  (50 Cent)\n\n  Yo\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  G Unitttt\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Whatcha say whatcha say?\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit solider\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Yea... Yea...\n  I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\n  For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\n  We gamble on ball courts\n  Keep the paint peelin\n  You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\n  I'm stuck in the past\n  Shit changed since the 80s (What)\n  I know ladies, that got babies wit babies\n  Out here its basketball and speedbags\n  And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\n  And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\n  Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top\n  While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\n  So never show love wit ya left hand\n  You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit solider\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Tony Yayo)\n  Home of the new right here\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Nigga... Nigga\n  Niggas know I'm hot\n  But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\n  Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\n  I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n  Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\n  Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\n  I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n  And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n  I bounced up, thats the best part\n  You niggas don't know what pain is\n  The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n  Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\n  Listen homie\n  We got AKs and Remintons\n  For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\n  Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball\n  So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\n  Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\n  She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  50 whatcha say?\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\n  Yea... G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea... it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea... uh.uh\n"},{"id":24466,"name":"G Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent feat. G Unit","albumName":"Dealin' w/50","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... Niggas salute me\nUh huh\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWe takin over this shit\n\n(50 Cent)\n\nYo\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nG Unitttt\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWhatcha say whatcha say?\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nYea... Yea...\nI'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\nFor houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\nWe gamble on ball courts\nKeep the paint peelin\nYou either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\nI'm stuck in the past\nShit changed since the 80s (What)\nI know ladies, that got babies wit babies\nOut here its basketball and speedbags\nAnd guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\nAnd walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\nFlashin singles, wit the 20s on top\nWhile I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\nSo never show love wit ya left hand\nYou'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Tony Yayo)\nHome of the new right here\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nNigga... Nigga\nNiggas know I'm hot\nBut my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\nStill follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\nI see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\nNow my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\nDont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\nI aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\nAnd the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\nI bounced up, thats the best part\nYou niggas don't know what pain is\nThe only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nKeep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\nCause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\nListen homie\nWe got AKs and Remintons\nFor niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\nLadies and gentleman we was born to ball\nSo if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\nGettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\nShe got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\n50 whatcha say?\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\nYea... G Unit man.\nWe runnin the streets man\nWe takin this rap shit over man\nThis serious man its more then rap nigga\nMention this nigga 50 name nigga\nI'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\nThats my nigga right there\nYea... it aint a game no more\nTony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\nSame go for them nigga\nBlow ya fuckin head off nigga\nG Unit klick\nMy nigga Proav L\nYea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n134 nigga\nWe got yall nigga\nYea... uh.uh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G Unit Soldiers\n  artist: 50 Cent feat. G Unit\n  album: Dealin' w/50\n  duration_ms: 187000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  Yea... Niggas salute me\n  Uh huh\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  We takin over this shit\n\n  (50 Cent)\n\n  Yo\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  G Unitttt\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Whatcha say whatcha say?\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Yea... Yea...\n  I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\n  For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\n  We gamble on ball courts\n  Keep the paint peelin\n  You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\n  I'm stuck in the past\n  Shit changed since the 80s (What)\n  I know ladies, that got babies wit babies\n  Out here its basketball and speedbags\n  And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\n  And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\n  Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top\n  While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\n  So never show love wit ya left hand\n  You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Tony Yayo)\n  Home of the new right here\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Nigga... Nigga\n  Niggas know I'm hot\n  But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\n  Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\n  I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n  Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\n  Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\n  I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n  And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n  I bounced up, thats the best part\n  You niggas don't know what pain is\n  The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n  Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\n  Listen homie\n  We got AKs and Remintons\n  For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\n  Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball\n  So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\n  Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\n  She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  50 whatcha say?\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\n  Yea... G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea... it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea... uh.uh\n"},{"id":24467,"name":"G-Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G-Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"50 Cent Is the Future","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... Niggas salute me\nUh huh\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWe takin over this shit\n\n(50 Cent)\n\nYo\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nG Unitttt\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWhatcha say whatcha say?\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nYea... Yea...\nI'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\nFor houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\nWe gamble on ball courts\nKeep the paint peelin\nYou either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\nI'm stuck in the past\nShit changed since the 80s (What)\nI know ladies, that got babies wit babies\nOut here its basketball and speedbags\nAnd guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\nAnd walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\nFlashin singles, wit the 20s on top\nWhile I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\nSo never show love wit ya left hand\nYou'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Tony Yayo)\nHome of the new right here\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nNigga... Nigga\nNiggas know I'm hot\nBut my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\nStill follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\nI see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\nNow my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\nDont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\nI aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\nAnd the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\nI bounced up, thats the best part\nYou niggas don't know what pain is\nThe only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nKeep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\nCause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\nListen homie\nWe got AKs and Remintons\nFor niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\nLadies and gentleman we was born to ball\nSo if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\nGettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\nShe got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\n50 whatcha say?\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\nYea... 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Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  Yea... Niggas salute me\n  Uh huh\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  We takin over this shit\n\n  (50 Cent)\n\n  Yo\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  G Unitttt\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Whatcha say whatcha say?\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Yea... 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G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea... it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea... uh.uh\n"},{"id":32570464,"name":"G Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"50 Cent Is the Future","duration":189.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... 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UnittttG Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride outWhatcha say whatcha say?G Unit solider(gun cocks)\n  Ride outYea...\n  Yea...\n  I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\n  For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\n  We gamble on ball courts\n  Keep the paint peelin\n  You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\n  I'm stuck in the past\n  Shit changed since the 80s (What)\n  I know ladies, that got babies wit babies\n  Out here its basketball and speedbags\n  And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tagYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\n  And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\n  Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top\n  While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\n  So never show love wit ya left hand\n  You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)G Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n  G Unit solider(gun cocks)\n  Ride outHome of the new right hereG Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n  G Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride outNigga...\n  Nigga\n  Niggas know I'm hot\n  But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\n  Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\n  I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n  Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\n  Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\n  I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n  And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n  I bounced up, thats the best part\n  You niggas don't know what pain is\n  The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n  Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\n  Listen homie\n  We got AKs and Remintons\n  For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\n  Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball\n  So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\n  Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\n  She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dickG Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n  G Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride out50 whatcha say??G Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n  G Unit soliders(gun cocks)\n  Ride outYea...\n  G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea...\n  it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav LYea.\n  he.\n  the whole fuckin hood134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea...\n  uh.\n  uh\n"},{"id":16047105,"name":"G Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Dealin' w/50","duration":186.758095,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... Niggas salute me\nUh huh\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWe takin over this shit\n\n(50 Cent)\n\nYo\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nG Unitttt\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWhatcha say whatcha say?\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit solider\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nYea... Yea...\nI'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\nFor houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\nWe gamble on ball courts\nKeep the paint peelin\nYou either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\nI'm stuck in the past\nShit changed since the 80s (What)\nI know ladies, that got babies wit babies\nOut here its basketball and speedbags\nAnd guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\nAnd walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\nFlashin singles, wit the 20s on top\nWhile I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\nSo never show love wit ya left hand\nYou'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit solider\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Tony Yayo)\nHome of the new right here\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nNigga... Nigga\nNiggas know I'm hot\nBut my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\nStill follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\nI see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\nNow my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\nDont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\nI aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\nAnd the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\nI bounced up, thats the best part\nYou niggas don't know what pain is\nThe only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nKeep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\nCause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\nListen homie\nWe got AKs and Remintons\nFor niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\nLadies and gentleman we was born to ball\nSo if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\nGettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\nShe got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\n50 whatcha say?\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\nYea... G Unit man.\nWe runnin the streets man\nWe takin this rap shit over man\nThis serious man its more then rap nigga\nMention this nigga 50 name nigga\nI'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\nThats my nigga right there\nYea... it aint a game no more\nTony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\nSame go for them nigga\nBlow ya fuckin head off nigga\nG Unit klick\nMy nigga Proav L\nYea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n134 nigga\nWe got yall nigga\nYea... uh.uh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G Unit Soldiers\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Dealin' w/50\n  duration_ms: 186758\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  Yea... Niggas salute me\n  Uh huh\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  We takin over this shit\n\n  (50 Cent)\n\n  Yo\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  G Unitttt\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Whatcha say whatcha say?\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit solider\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Yea... Yea...\n  I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\n  For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\n  We gamble on ball courts\n  Keep the paint peelin\n  You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\n  I'm stuck in the past\n  Shit changed since the 80s (What)\n  I know ladies, that got babies wit babies\n  Out here its basketball and speedbags\n  And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\n  And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\n  Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top\n  While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\n  So never show love wit ya left hand\n  You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit solider\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Tony Yayo)\n  Home of the new right here\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Nigga... Nigga\n  Niggas know I'm hot\n  But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\n  Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\n  I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n  Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\n  Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\n  I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n  And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n  I bounced up, thats the best part\n  You niggas don't know what pain is\n  The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n  Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\n  Listen homie\n  We got AKs and Remintons\n  For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\n  Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball\n  So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\n  Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\n  She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  50 whatcha say?\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\n  Yea... G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea... it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea... uh.uh\n"},{"id":26393020,"name":"G-Unit Soldiers","trackName":"G-Unit Soldiers","artistName":"50 Cent","albumName":"Is The Future","duration":186.989792,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Tony Yayo]\nYea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n[50 Cent]\nYea... Niggas salute me\nUh huh\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWe takin over this shit\n\n(50 Cent)\n\nYo\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nG Unitttt\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nWhatcha say whatcha say?\n\n[50 Cent]\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nYea... Yea...\nI'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\nFor houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\nWe gamble on ball courts\nKeep the paint peelin\nYou either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\nI'm stuck in the past\nShit changed since the 80s (What)\nI know ladies, that got babies wit babies\nOut here its basketball and speedbags\nAnd guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nYou can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\nAnd walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\nFlashin singles, wit the 20s on top\nWhile I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\nSo never show love wit ya left hand\nYou'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit solider\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Tony Yayo)\nHome of the new right here\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Lloyd Banks]\nNigga... Nigga\nNiggas know I'm hot\nBut my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\nStill follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\nI see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\nNow my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\nDont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\nI aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\nAnd the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\nI bounced up, thats the best part\nYou niggas don't know what pain is\nThe only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n[Tony Yayo]\nKeep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\nCause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\nListen homie\nWe got AKs and Remintons\nFor niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\nLadies and gentleman we was born to ball\nSo if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\nGettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\nShe got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n[Tony Yayo]\n50 whatcha say?\n\n(50 Cent)\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\nG Unit soliders\n(Gun cocks)\nRide out\n\n(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\nYea... G Unit man.\nWe runnin the streets man\nWe takin this rap shit over man\nThis serious man its more then rap nigga\nMention this nigga 50 name nigga\nI'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\nThats my nigga right there\nYea... it aint a game no more\nTony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\nSame go for them nigga\nBlow ya fuckin head off nigga\nG Unit klick\nMy nigga Proav L\nYea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n134 nigga\nWe got yall nigga\nYea... uh.uh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G-Unit Soldiers\n  artist: 50 Cent\n  album: Is The Future\n  duration_ms: 186990\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  Yea... Niggas salute me\n  Uh huh\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  We takin over this shit\n\n  (50 Cent)\n\n  Yo\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  G Unitttt\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Whatcha say whatcha say?\n\n  [50 Cent]\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Yea... Yea...\n  I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin\n  For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)\n  We gamble on ball courts\n  Keep the paint peelin\n  You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin\n  I'm stuck in the past\n  Shit changed since the 80s (What)\n  I know ladies, that got babies wit babies\n  Out here its basketball and speedbags\n  And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up\n  And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)\n  Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top\n  While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top\n  So never show love wit ya left hand\n  You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit solider\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Tony Yayo)\n  Home of the new right here\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Lloyd Banks]\n  Nigga... Nigga\n  Niggas know I'm hot\n  But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)\n  Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)\n  I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly\n  Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes\n  Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)\n  I aint straight I'm livin where its hot and sandy\n  And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy\n  I bounced up, thats the best part\n  You niggas don't know what pain is\n  The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open\n  Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)\n  Listen homie\n  We got AKs and Remintons\n  For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians\n  Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball\n  So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall\n  Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night\n  She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  [Tony Yayo]\n  50 whatcha say?\n\n  (50 Cent)\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  G Unit soliders\n  (Gun cocks)\n  Ride out\n\n  (Lloyd Banks talking over beat)\n  Yea... G Unit man.\n  We runnin the streets man\n  We takin this rap shit over man\n  This serious man its more then rap nigga\n  Mention this nigga 50 name nigga\n  I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga\n  Thats my nigga right there\n  Yea... it aint a game no more\n  Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks\n  Same go for them nigga\n  Blow ya fuckin head off nigga\n  G Unit klick\n  My nigga Proav L\n  Yea.he.the whole fuckin hood\n  134 nigga\n  We got yall nigga\n  Yea... uh.uh\n"}]