[{"id":38626240,"name":"G Unit   Ordinary ( Official Audio )","trackName":"G Unit   Ordinary ( Official Audio )","artistName":"G-Unit","albumName":"g unit","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's ordinary, this excellence\nWhen I fuck up, I correct the shit\nLike security, come get this bitch\nMy nigga, I said come get this bitch\nNigga tryna shine when my diamonds shinin'\nThey say they grindin', no nevermind\nAnd that's ordinary, that Burberry\nFuck what it cost, we don't rock that shit\nThat new Rolls ain't new to me\nSix months ago I got that shit\nYou know a nigga a beast when I'm out on the street\nFrozen Cuban, frozen Jesus piece\nYour main ho be stalkin' me\nI had to block the bitch on my IG\nPostin' pictures where I be\nTired of the regular shit, she wanna try me\nCome on\n\nDon't you hate a ordinary nigga?\nDrinkin' on ordinary liquor\nNiggas spendin' ordinary money\nWe don't ever fuck with basic bitches\nYour bitch got on ordinary heels\nCan't tell you how ordinary feels\nI pull up on any girl and she with it\nI'ma hook her up with other bitches\n\nHot boy with cold cash\nCheck out my N.O. swag\nNothin' fresher than toe tags\nWhen I pull the trigger at yo ass\nRap niggas got no chance\nI ain't even go in my bag\nRun through paper like a notepad\nWhat you know about it with your broke ass?\nBoy, my mind irregular\nAll you smoke is regular\nAnd your hoes too regular\nFind a runway and go step it up\nI do this on a regular\nBasis, you basic\nSame shit, you ordinary\nI'm tellin' these hoes need a mortuary\n\nI stepped the game up and dipped the bitch\nThe nigga she was with wasn't used to shit\nI put ten bands in her hand\nFucked her, sent her home to her man, she said\nDon't you hate a ordinary nigga?\nDrinkin' on ordinary liquor\nThis Ferragamo belt holdin' up these Levi britches\nFor real I look like drug money but I keep my bitch ridiculous\nI said baby, I'm the realest even though I'm not the richest\nI'm still 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ho be stalkin' me\n[00:39.60] I had to block the bitch on my IG\n[00:41.99] Postin' pictures where I be\n[00:43.42] Tired of the regular shit, she wanna try me\n[00:45.38] Come on\n[00:45.65] Don't you hate a ordinary nigga?\n[00:49.42] Drinkin' on ordinary liquor\n[00:53.21] Niggas spendin' ordinary money\n[00:57.02] We don't ever fuck with basic bitches\n[01:00.59] Your bitch got on ordinary heels\n[01:04.37] Can't tell you how ordinary feels\n[01:07.95] I pull up on any girl and she with it\n[01:12.05] I'ma hook her up with other bitches\n[01:15.91] Hot boy with cold cash\n[01:17.85] Check out my N.O. swag\n[01:19.70] Nothin' fresher than toe tags\n[01:21.38] When I pull the trigger at yo ass\n[01:23.56] Rap niggas got no chance\n[01:25.38] I ain't even go in my bag\n[01:27.24] Run through paper like a notepad\n[01:28.88] What you know about it with your broke ass?\n[01:31.02] Boy, my mind irregular\n[01:32.95] All you smoke is regular\n[01:34.86] And your hoes too 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G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\nHi-Tek, nigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:13.72] Yeah!\n[00:15.08] 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck\n[00:18.10] G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n[00:21.71] Haha\n[00:25.32] Vacate ya home, I come to break ya bones\n[00:27.92] America's nightmare (yeah!), we at it again (c'mon)\n[00:30.02] A Desert Eagle and a black MAC-10\n[00:32.01] They'll never know what happened\n[00:33.50] When we come through, them cowards don't want none\n[00:35.76] They screamin' that they murderers, but walkin' with no guns\n[00:38.47] C'mere nigga, don't run or die where you standin'\n[00:41.05] See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin'\n[00:43.72] Put the pipe at your melon and your brain's on the pavement\n[00:46.57] These niggas is talkin', thinkin' security gon' save them\n[00:49.31] Nobody gonna speak when homicide pay a visit\n[00:52.03] Look you right in the eyes and tell you, \"We don't know who did it\"\n[00:54.64] Corruptin' my street corner by shootin' at the police\n[00:57.34] The fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep\n[01:00.11] You better get used to it, you know how we do it\n[01:02.95] Shady/Aftermath, Interscope and G-Unit\n[01:05.99] We got action where you don't\n[01:08.63] Show our faces where you won't\n[01:11.36] G-Unit! 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G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n[01:17.96] Man I told y'all on my first Dre joint, I am loco\n[01:21.30] Better than so-so, the game's in the choke hold\n[01:23.32] Diss me's a no-no, I perfected the slow flow\n[01:26.17] In D.C. they dance to go-go, in L.A. they ride on lo-lo's\n[01:29.28] G-Unit in the house, oh no\n[01:31.45] You ain't ready, it's heavy, '65 Chevy\n[01:33.97] Old-school rollin', I'm holdin'\n[01:35.41] 20 inches spinnin from the beginnin', we winnin'\n[01:37.97] Gained this masculinity we pimpin', we not pretendin'\n[01:40.84] Drop-top, Glock cocked, ready for the drama\n[01:43.51] Pistols pop, cop shot, I'm heavy with them llamas\n[01:46.28] Non-stop, make it hot, we on top regardless\n[01:48.96] You can be the hardest, we'll just be the smartest\n[01:51.72] I warn you not to start us, we not your average artists\n[01:54.31] My bitch is like a Goddess, when paparazzi spot us\n[01:57.15] It's flick after flick, same old shit that I kick\n[01:59.92] Hah-hah!\n[02:00.67] We got action where you don't\n[02:03.02] Show our faces where you won't\n[02:05.77] G-Unit! G-Unit! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n[02:11.99] Guess who's back motherfucker, gun and a clip\n[02:15.40] Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip\n[02:18.08] You can try any one of my shoes on, none of 'em fit\n[02:20.71] Your hundreds is shorter, I tell ya paps his son is a daughter\n[02:23.53] All I need is some cigars and a quarter\n[02:25.61] A couple cars and a lawyer\n[02:26.92] Kinda packin' a bitch, and I'll be back with a hit\n[02:29.78] I'm that sick, who the hell you thought it was?\n[02:32.20] I got expensive habits, I can afford it 'cause\n[02:35.06] G-Unit is poppin' and we perform in all the clubs\n[02:37.85] Niggas be shovin' and pushin' now someone is gushin', surprise\n[02:40.85] She's givin' up the buns on the cushion, sweatin' and screamin'\n[02:43.65] Suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' and I'm leavin'\n[02:46.49] On to the next city\n[02:47.93] Stash box in the bus so I can bring them TECs with me\n[02:50.63] I gotta blow 'cause I'm gettin' older\n[02:52.43] You niggas ain't gettin' over\n[02:54.08] G-Unit!\n[02:54.93] We got action where you don't\n[02:57.40] Show our faces where you won't\n[03:00.12] G-Unit! G-Unit! 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G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\n  Hi-Tek, nigga\n"},{"id":25256460,"name":"Groupie Love (Ft G-Unit)","trackName":"Groupie Love (Ft G-Unit)","artistName":"G-Unit","albumName":"G Unit Radio 4","duration":254.093061,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I've been so many places\nI've seen so many faces\nGirl you look like someone that I done fucked before\nI've been around the world\nI've met all kinds of girls\nGirl you look like someone I done fucked on tour (Uh huh)\n\n(Getting paper things change) I'm rich bitch\n(You done heard of my name) 50 Cent bitch\n(I'm a P.I.M.P.) 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me\n[02:05.47] Man they give me that groupie love\n[02:07.78] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[02:10.30] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[02:12.74] Tonight you wanna fuck with me\n[02:14.70] It's alright with me\n[02:15.87] Come on and give me that groupie love\n[02:18.47] G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G G-UNIT!\n[02:22.18] Shorty ain't feeling me\n[02:23.87] Shorty must like girls (like girls)\n[02:26.03] Cause I'm all the man in your world\n[02:27.90] Bitch I can make you famous\n[02:29.33] You don't know what your missing\n[02:30.70] I can change your mind if you listen\n[02:32.32] If the bitch don't like me the bitch must not like men\n[02:36.44] I say what I want because I can\n[02:37.95] If I didn't I'd be a liar\n[02:39.64] Remind me I'm on fire\n[02:40.92] Come ride with a rider\n[02:42.36] I travel so you might catch the king with a singer\n[02:44.78] But touching my door bell is the only way I put a ring on your finger\n[02:47.66] Give me a car rolling two cups 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(I do)\nDrinkin' on ordinary liquor (We don't)\nNiggas spendin' ordinary money\nWe don't ever fuck with basic bitches (That sounds crazy)\nYour bitch got on ordinary heels (Boy what you doin'?)\nCan't tell you how ordinary feels\nI pull, I pull any girl and she's with it\nI'ma hook her up with other bitches\n\nHot boy with cold cash\nCheck out my N.O. swag\nNothin' fresher than toe tags\nWhen I pull the trigger at your ass\nRap niggas got no chance\nI ain't even go in my bag\nRun through the paper like a notepad\nWhat you know about it with your broke ass?\nAll my mind irregular\nAll you smoke is regular\nAnd your ho too regular\nFind a runway, go step it up\nI do this on the regular\nBasis, you basic\nSame shit, you ordinary\nDamn these hoes need a mortuary, uuh\n\nStepped the game up and tip the bitch\nThe niggas you was with ain't use to shit\nI put 10 bands in her hand\nThen sent her home to her man\nShe said, \"Don't you hate an ordinary nigga?\"\nPour up a four, I ain't drinkin' on ordinary liquor\nThis syrup, Ferragamo belt holdin' up my Levi britches\nForreal, I look like drug money, but I keep my bitch ridiculous\nI said \"Baby, I'm the realest, even though I'm not the richest\"\nI'm still gonna bet 50 these 50 racks, my ho the biggest\nWhat you wanna do? 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Please believe I'll take you there\n  But first let's see if you're intellectual\n  Matches up with your physical baby\n\n  Ride wit u, lie wit u\n  I wanna move with u, move with u, move with u\n  I wanna fly with u, ride with u, lie with u\n  I wanna move with u, move with u, move with u\n  I wanna ride\n\n  Come on and ride with a thug we can do what you like\n  A baller baby you see the blue in my ice\n  Drop the top and let your head blow back\n  Them J. 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I'm a pimp bitch\n[00:36.20] (You done heard of me) Cause I'm the shit\n[00:38.70] At first they didn't want they want me\n[00:40.35] See a nigga gettin' paid they want push 'n pull me\n[00:43.84] You see these ho's chasin' a nigga\n[00:45.91] I have them in the hotel chasin a nigga\n[00:48.33] 50 like a lolipop lick me baby\n[00:50.96] Then lick Dr. Dre and Shady\n[00:53.35] Oh!\n[00:55.95] Groupie love,\n[00:56.50] Gimme gimme gimme that groupie love\n[00:57.86] Gimme gimme gimme that groupie love\n[01:00.70] When you see me in V.I.P\n[01:02.69] When ho's around me\n[01:03.96] Man they give me that groupie love\n[01:06.08] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[01:08.28] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[01:11.22] Tonight you wanna fuck with me\n[01:12.72] It's alright with me\n[01:14.47] Come on and give me that groupie love\n[01:16.06] Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick\n[01:17.34] Thats the reason these groupies is on my dick\n[01:19.56] Listen young 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me\n[02:06.22] Man they give me that groupie love\n[02:08.24] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[02:10.91] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[02:13.41] Tonight you wanna fuck with me\n[02:15.02] It's alright with me\n[02:16.42] Come on and give me that groupie love\n[02:16.83] G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G G-UNIT!\n[02:23.20] Shorty ain't feeling me\n[02:24.58] Shorty must like girls (like girls)\n[02:26.37] Cause I'm all the man in your world\n[02:28.55] Bitch I can make you famous\n[02:30.11] You don't know what your missing\n[02:31.73] I can change your mind if you listen\n[02:33.44] If the bitch don't like me the bitch must not like men\n[02:35.96] I say what I want because I can\n[02:38.99] If I didn't I'd be a liar\n[02:44.38] Remind me I'm on fire\n[02:45.90] Come ride with a rider\n[02:46.29] I travel so you might catch the king with a singer\n[02:46.96] But touching my door bell is the only way I put a ring on your finger\n[02:48.34] Give me a car rolling two cups and I'm in bedroom\n[02:51.29] Fucking up your seats like the Coo Clucks Clan\n[02:53.69] I shook hands with my fans to fuck em'\n[02:55.73] And I'm always tryin' to duck em'\n[02:57.50] So I can climb into somethin'\n[02:58.96] My name is B-A-N-K-S dollar sign bitch\n[03:01.89] I'm a bentley to make that switch\n[03:03.17] Come and give me that.\n[03:04.70] Groupie love,\n[03:05.75] Gimme gimme gimme that groupie love\n[03:07.80] Gimme gimme gimme that groupie love\n[03:10.72] When you see me in V.I.P.\n[03:12.40] When ho's around me\n[03:13.62] Man they give me that groupie love\n[03:15.93] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[03:18.30] Come gimmie gimmie gimmie that groupie love\n[03:21.03] Tonight you wanna fuck with me\n[03:22.65] It's alright with me\n[03:23.61] Come on and give me that groupie love.\n[03:28.62] Groupie love, I love that shit\n[03:30.12] Hoooooooooooooo\n[03:34.95] Groupies come and groupies go\n[03:37.92] And they always at a show\n[03:41.56] So I 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Your favorite rapper does too\nIn a minute, I'ma have the jeweler makin' my rims spin\nMy crew run wild like the Jamaicans in Kingston\n\nNuttin' but bling bling in your face boy; that's why my neck\nShine like one of the shirts that Puffy and Mase wore\nI done found a nympho as soon as I pop a bra\nShe at my balls, head first like a soccer star\nYou can only stand next to the man if you proper\nI take care of birds like an animal doctor\nI been out and buzzin', niggas just slept on me\nSo I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins\n\nEvery hood we go through\nAll the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\nWe hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\nNigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\nEvery hood we go through\nAll the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\nWe hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\nNigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n\nRead the paper, look at the news, we on the front page\nYeah, we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage\nThe ice in the Jacob watch'll make a broke nigga take somethin'\nSo I gotta keep the fo'-fifth with no safety button\nG-Unit get that money, I know some artists is starvin'\nBut play the game like they rich, to me the shit funny\nI know you see me comin'; 'cause on the front of the Maybach\nIt say payback for those that hated on me\n\nI hate when niggas claim they bangin' a gang\nYou ain't a Crip like Snoop, you ain't a Blood like Game\nSee I been havin' beef, I got my own bulletproof vest\nMost of my enemies dead, I got about two left\nUntil my last breath, I'm sendin' niggas bullet holes\nInnocent bystanders get hit tryna be heroes\nYou know how we roll, everywhere that we go\nIt's Fo-Fo's, Calicos, and Desert Eagles, yeah\n\nEvery hood we go through\nAll the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\nWe hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\nNigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\nEvery hood we go through\nAll the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\nWe hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\nNigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.46] Every hood we go through\n[00:02.20] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[00:05.68] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[00:07.36] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\n[00:11.39] Every hood we go through\n[00:13.15] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[00:16.23] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[00:18.63] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n[00:21.09] After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out\n[00:24.18] I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stoute\n[00:27.04] Cut the grass around my clique, so I could see these snakes\n[00:29.66] You see 'em back in the hood, it's 'cause I see they're fake\n[00:32.26] I preach a sermon 'bout the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar\n[00:35.15] I pop you punk niggas like I pop my collar\n[00:38.01] I'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and Mya\n[00:41.16] Missy's freaky and Brandy's shy, uh\n[00:43.71] Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up\n[00:46.27] I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up\n[00:49.44] Now you can find me with the finest hoes\n[00:51.49] Choosin' which whip to drive by what match my clothes\n[00:54.32] I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice man\n[00:57.65] If I ain't got a pistol on me, sure I got a knife fam\n[01:00.42] Get out of line, and I'm lightin' yo' ass up\n[01:02.42] Semi-automatic's spray, I tighten yo' ass up, what?\n[01:05.96] Every hood we go through\n[01:07.76] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[01:11.25] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[01:12.92] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\n[01:16.98] Every hood we go through\n[01:18.63] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[01:21.90] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[01:23.84] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n[01:26.32] Slow down little nigga, don't exceed your speed\n[01:28.97] 'Cause I will put G's on your fitted like the Negro League\n[01:32.19] I got connects, I don't need no weed\n[01:34.21] I been in L.A. for a year now, so I don't see no seeds\n[01:37.72] After I'm done you, clappin' the crew\n[01:39.83] Hell yeah, I fuck fans, guess what? Your favorite rapper does too\n[01:43.83] In a minute, I'ma have the jeweler makin' my rims spin\n[01:46.31] My crew run wild like the Jamaicans in Kingston\n[01:48.99] Nuttin' but bling bling in your face boy; that's why my neck\n[01:51.76] Shine like one of the shirts that Puffy and Mase wore\n[01:54.47] I done found a nympho as soon as I pop a bra\n[01:57.54] She at my balls, head first like a soccer star\n[02:00.01] You can only stand next to the man if you proper\n[02:02.47] I take care of birds like an animal doctor\n[02:05.12] I been out and buzzin', niggas just slept on me\n[02:07.82] So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins\n[02:11.24] Every hood we go through\n[02:13.15] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[02:16.21] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[02:18.46] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\n[02:22.18] Every hood we go through\n[02:24.04] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[02:27.27] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[02:29.15] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n[02:32.50] Read the paper, look at the news, we on the front page\n[02:35.03] Yeah, we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage\n[02:37.57] The ice in the Jacob watch'll make a broke nigga take somethin'\n[02:40.77] So I gotta keep the fo'-fifth with no safety button\n[02:43.85] G-Unit get that money, I know some artists is starvin'\n[02:46.47] But play the game like they rich, to me the shit funny\n[02:49.30] I know you see me comin'; 'cause on the front of the Maybach\n[02:52.28] It say payback for those that hated on me\n[02:54.63] I hate when niggas claim they bangin' a gang\n[02:56.70] You ain't a Crip like Snoop, you ain't a Blood like Game\n[02:59.68] See I been havin' beef, I got my own bulletproof vest\n[03:02.75] Most of my enemies dead, I got about two left\n[03:05.62] Until my last breath, I'm sendin' niggas bullet holes\n[03:08.30] Innocent bystanders get hit tryna be heroes\n[03:11.16] You know how we roll, everywhere that we go\n[03:13.71] It's Fo-Fo's, Calicos, and Desert Eagles, yeah\n[03:17.07] Every hood we go through\n[03:18.51] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[03:22.06] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[03:23.89] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\n[03:27.70] Every hood we go through\n[03:29.37] All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n[03:32.70] We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n[03:34.83] Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n[03:37.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poppin' Them Thangs\n  artist: G-Unit\n  album: G-Unit\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Every hood we go through\n  start_ms: 460\n  end_ms: 2200\n- text: All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n  start_ms: 2200\n  end_ms: 5680\n- text: We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n  start_ms: 5680\n  end_ms: 7360\n- text: Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\n  start_ms: 7360\n  end_ms: 11390\n- text: Every hood we go through\n  start_ms: 11390\n  end_ms: 13150\n- text: All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n  start_ms: 13150\n  end_ms: 16230\n- text: We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n  start_ms: 16230\n  end_ms: 18630\n- text: Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n  start_ms: 18630\n  end_ms: 21090\n- text: After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out\n  start_ms: 21090\n  end_ms: 24180\n- text: I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stoute\n  start_ms: 24180\n  end_ms: 27040\n- text: Cut the grass around my clique, so I could see these snakes\n  start_ms: 27040\n  end_ms: 29660\n- text: You see 'em back in the hood, it's 'cause I see they're fake\n  start_ms: 29660\n  end_ms: 32260\n- text: I preach a sermon 'bout the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar\n  start_ms: 32260\n  end_ms: 35150\n- text: I pop you punk niggas like I pop my collar\n  start_ms: 35150\n  end_ms: 38010\n- text: I'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and Mya\n  start_ms: 38010\n  end_ms: 41160\n- text: Missy's freaky and Brandy's shy, uh\n  start_ms: 41160\n  end_ms: 43710\n- text: Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up\n  start_ms: 43710\n  end_ms: 46270\n- text: I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up\n  start_ms: 46270\n  end_ms: 49440\n- text: Now you can find me with the finest hoes\n  start_ms: 49440\n  end_ms: 51490\n- text: Choosin' which whip to drive by what match my clothes\n  start_ms: 51490\n  end_ms: 54320\n- text: I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice man\n  start_ms: 54320\n  end_ms: 57650\n- text: If I ain't got a pistol on me, sure I got a knife fam\n  start_ms: 57650\n  end_ms: 60420\n- text: Get out of line, and I'm lightin' yo' ass up\n  start_ms: 60420\n  end_ms: 62420\n- text: Semi-automatic's spray, I tighten yo' ass up, what?\n  start_ms: 62420\n  end_ms: 65960\n- text: Every hood we go through\n  start_ms: 65960\n  end_ms: 67760\n- text: All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n  start_ms: 67760\n  end_ms: 71250\n- text: We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n  start_ms: 71250\n  end_ms: 72920\n- text: Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (yeah)\n  start_ms: 72920\n  end_ms: 76980\n- text: Every hood we go through\n  start_ms: 76980\n  end_ms: 78630\n- text: All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga what?)\n  start_ms: 78630\n  end_ms: 81900\n- text: We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)\n  start_ms: 81900\n  end_ms: 83840\n- text: Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs\n  start_ms: 83840\n  end_ms: 86320\n- text: Slow down little nigga, don't exceed your speed\n  start_ms: 86320\n  end_ms: 88970\n- text: '''Cause I will put G''s on your fitted like the Negro League'\n  start_ms: 88970\n  end_ms: 92190\n- text: I got connects, I don't need no weed\n  start_ms: 92190\n  end_ms: 94210\n- text: I been in L.A. for a year now, so I don't see no seeds\n  start_ms: 94210\n  end_ms: 97720\n- text: After I'm done you, clappin' the crew\n  start_ms: 97720\n  end_ms: 99830\n- text: Hell yeah, I fuck fans, guess what? 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you niggas better cut the shit\nBoy, you gon have ya head popped, pull a trigger for me\nAnd my little niggas trigger op like it's legal, homie\nNo gang when I bang, boy, I empty the clip\nYou run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit\nHey, hey, hey, I'll catch you another day, day, day\nIt's the Unit back to the bullshit\n\nNothing in life is out of bounds\nAK hold about a hundred rounds\n60 shots like KD at the Rucker's\nOkay when I see you on respirators\nSouthside nigga 'til the day I'm gone\nIndulge in the violence when the drama on\nYeah, these rap niggas lukewarm\nI'm two sleeves of dope when the mic on\n\nI go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\nReal quick, whole squad on that real shit\n0 to 100, nigga, real quick\nReal quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga\n0 to 100, nigga, real quick\nReal quick, whole squad on that real shit\n0 to 100, nigga, real quick\nReal quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga\n\nDon't Tweet me, see me when you see me\nDown to make the news just to say that I'm on 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nigga, real quick\n[00:16.26] Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga\n[00:18.61] 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[00:21.65] Real quick, whole squad on that real shit\n[00:23.85] 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[00:27.03] Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga\n[00:29.28] I'll run my blade across a nigga ass (real quick)\n[00:32.04] I'm so for real I'm on some real, real nigga shit\n[00:34.49] You playing, boy, I'll get you hit (real quick)\n[00:37.52] You better hope the paramedics come (real quick)\n[00:40.04] Got me fucked up if you thinking it's different now a nigga rich\n[00:42.28] Before I get to cutting know you niggas better cut the shit\n[00:44.65] Boy, you gon have ya head popped, pull a trigger for me\n[00:47.23] And my little niggas trigger op like it's legal, homie\n[00:50.03] No gang when I bang, boy, I empty the clip\n[00:52.68] You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit\n[00:55.45] Hey, hey, hey, I'll catch you another day, day, day\n[00:59.55] It's the Unit back to the 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money\n[01:57.28] When you get too much of it they gon' say you acting funny\n[01:59.50] \"Kidd, how you feel now that the Unit's back?\"\n[02:02.83] Like a million bucks, motherfucker, do the math\n[02:05.47] Coldblooded, boy, my heart don't feel shit\n[02:07.86] Get with me, ask 50, I take the hit (real quick)\n[02:10.86] Balenciagas you could still get your ass kicked\n[02:13.41] Take a rapper nigga bitch and make a real flick\n[02:16.24] I know I'm different from what you usually been dealing with\n[02:18.62] Don't need a mic, give me some white to make a million with\n[02:21.47] Single burrough, 6 shots on the Brooklyn Bridge\n[02:24.21] I let the nigga Drake tell you what I just did\n[02:26.65] I go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[02:29.58] Real quick, whole squad on that real shit\n[02:32.03] 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[02:34.99] Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga\n[02:36.85] 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[02:40.16] Real quick, whole squad on that real shit\n[02:42.41] 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[02:45.38] Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga\n[02:47.97] Nigga, getting money new to you\n[02:50.49] I give a fuck if shit get ugly, it'll be a beautiful funeral\n[02:53.11] You fit the script I'm gon' assume it's true\n[02:55.40] Can't manuever through the street without a strategy\n[02:57.22] Ain't nobody to tutor you\n[02:58.59] And man was lucky Unit's through\n[03:00.06] You know how he flows\n[03:01.52] 15 years switching dealers like casinos\n[03:03.43] And my goon'll clip you in the arm\n[03:05.65] I'm out the country every week and dumping ash on the Autobahn\n[03:09.30] Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, I've been how we turns\n[03:12.71] Greenbills calling me all day long, this is homocide\n[03:16.94] More tears in your mama eyes\n[03:17.70] More reasons to wake up, real niggas arrive\n[03:19.94] I go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[03:23.02] Real quick, whole squad on that real shit\n[03:25.17] 0 to 100, nigga, real quick\n[03:28.31] Real 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for ur crack spot\nTake everything your ass got\n\nSemi-automatic spray\nBust back or run away\nNiggaz talkin in tha hood\nWe'll handle his another day\nIn November, you make my shitlist\nYou did, you can cancel christmas\nI'll send you a gift\nNiggaz will come and leave yo' ass twisted\n\nDem hollowtip shells burn baby burn\nAs a nigga get murked, a babies born and tha world turns\nI seen it all crystal clear\nSo I keep my pistol near\nHearts never full of fear\nHomie I stay well aware\nOf whats goin around me, muthafuckas want me dead\nI go with a smile on my face, finish my time kid\n\nAin't it amazing, how crazy, the hood dun made me\nFeels like my emotions are froze\nI stay G'd Up\nIts the things that I seen\nAnd the shit i've been through that made my heart turn cold\nI stay G'd Up\nI'm a gangsta ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my toes\nI stay G'd Up\nWhen im hanigin' out tha window wit that AK\nFillin ya punk ass wit holes\n\nLil nigga I dun paved the way, y'all should thank 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G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n  start_ms: 71360\n  end_ms: 77960\n- text: Man I told y'all on my first Dre joint, I am loco\n  start_ms: 77960\n  end_ms: 81300\n- text: Better than so-so, the game's in the choke hold\n  start_ms: 81300\n  end_ms: 83320\n- text: Diss me's a no-no, I perfected the slow flow\n  start_ms: 83320\n  end_ms: 86170\n- text: In D.C. they dance to go-go, in L.A. they ride on lo-lo's\n  start_ms: 86170\n  end_ms: 89280\n- text: G-Unit in the house, oh no\n  start_ms: 89280\n  end_ms: 91450\n- text: You ain't ready, it's heavy, '65 Chevy\n  start_ms: 91450\n  end_ms: 93970\n- text: Old-school rollin', I'm holdin'\n  start_ms: 93970\n  end_ms: 95410\n- text: 20 inches spinnin from the beginnin', we winnin'\n  start_ms: 95410\n  end_ms: 97970\n- text: Gained this masculinity we pimpin', we not pretendin'\n  start_ms: 97970\n  end_ms: 100840\n- text: Drop-top, Glock cocked, ready for the drama\n  start_ms: 100840\n  end_ms: 103510\n- text: Pistols pop, cop shot, I'm heavy with them llamas\n  start_ms: 103510\n  end_ms: 106280\n- text: Non-stop, make it hot, we on top regardless\n  start_ms: 106280\n  end_ms: 108960\n- text: You can be the hardest, we'll just be the smartest\n  start_ms: 108960\n  end_ms: 111720\n- text: I warn you not to start us, we not your average artists\n  start_ms: 111720\n  end_ms: 114310\n- text: My bitch is like a Goddess, when paparazzi spot us\n  start_ms: 114310\n  end_ms: 117150\n- text: It's flick after flick, same old shit that I kick\n  start_ms: 117150\n  end_ms: 119920\n- text: Hah-hah!\n  start_ms: 119920\n  end_ms: 120670\n- text: We got action where you don't\n  start_ms: 120670\n  end_ms: 123020\n- text: Show our faces where you won't\n  start_ms: 123020\n  end_ms: 125770\n- text: G-Unit! G-Unit! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n  start_ms: 125770\n  end_ms: 131990\n- text: Guess who's back motherfucker, gun and a clip\n  start_ms: 131990\n  end_ms: 135400\n- text: Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip\n  start_ms: 135400\n  end_ms: 138080\n- text: You can try any one of my shoes on, none of 'em fit\n  start_ms: 138080\n  end_ms: 140710\n- text: Your hundreds is shorter, I tell ya paps his son is a daughter\n  start_ms: 140710\n  end_ms: 143530\n- text: All I need is some cigars and a quarter\n  start_ms: 143530\n  end_ms: 145610\n- text: A couple cars and a lawyer\n  start_ms: 145610\n  end_ms: 146920\n- text: Kinda packin' a bitch, and I'll be back with a hit\n  start_ms: 146920\n  end_ms: 149780\n- text: I'm that sick, who the hell you thought it was?\n  start_ms: 149780\n  end_ms: 152200\n- text: I got expensive habits, I can afford it 'cause\n  start_ms: 152200\n  end_ms: 155060\n- text: G-Unit is poppin' and we perform in all the clubs\n  start_ms: 155060\n  end_ms: 157850\n- text: Niggas be shovin' and pushin' now someone is gushin', surprise\n  start_ms: 157850\n  end_ms: 160850\n- text: She's givin' up the buns on the cushion, sweatin' and screamin'\n  start_ms: 160850\n  end_ms: 163650\n- text: Suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' and I'm leavin'\n  start_ms: 163650\n  end_ms: 166490\n- text: On to the next city\n  start_ms: 166490\n  end_ms: 167930\n- text: Stash box in the bus so I can bring them TECs with me\n  start_ms: 167930\n  end_ms: 170630\n- text: I gotta blow 'cause I'm gettin' older\n  start_ms: 170630\n  end_ms: 172430\n- text: You niggas ain't gettin' over\n  start_ms: 172430\n  end_ms: 174080\n- text: G-Unit!\n  start_ms: 174080\n  end_ms: 174930\n- text: We got action where you don't\n  start_ms: 174930\n  end_ms: 177400\n- text: Show our faces where you won't\n  start_ms: 177400\n  end_ms: 180120\n- text: G-Unit! G-Unit! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n  start_ms: 180120\n  end_ms: 187040\n- text: Hi-Tek, nigga\n  start_ms: 187040\n  end_ms: 190290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 190290\nplain: |-\n  Yeah!\n  50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck\n  G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n  Haha\n\n  Vacate ya home, I come to break ya bones\n  America's nightmare (yeah!), we at it again (c'mon)\n  A Desert Eagle and a black MAC-10\n  They'll never know what happened\n  When we come through, them cowards don't want none\n  They screamin' that they murderers, but walkin' with no guns\n  C'mere nigga, don't run or die where you standin'\n  See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin'\n\n  Put the pipe at your melon and your brain's on the pavement\n  These niggas is talkin', thinkin' security gon' save them\n  Nobody gonna speak when homicide pay a visit\n  Look you right in the eyes and tell you, \"We don't know who did it\"\n  Corruptin' my street corner by shootin' at the police\n  The fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep\n  You better get used to it, you know how we do it\n  Shady/Aftermath, Interscope and G-Unit\n\n  We got action where you don't\n  Show our faces where you won't\n  G-Unit! G-Unit! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\n  Man I told y'all on my first Dre joint, I am loco\n  Better than so-so, the game's in the choke hold\n  Diss me's a no-no, I perfected the slow flow\n  In D.C. they dance to go-go, in L.A. they ride on lo-lo's\n  G-Unit in the house, oh no\n  You ain't ready, it's heavy, '65 Chevy\n  Old-school rollin', I'm holdin'\n  20 inches spinnin from the beginnin', we winnin'\n  Gained this masculinity we pimpin', we not pretendin'\n\n  Drop-top, Glock cocked, ready for the drama\n  Pistols pop, cop shot, I'm heavy with them llamas\n  Non-stop, make it hot, we on top regardless\n  You can be the hardest, we'll just be the smartest\n  I warn you not to start us, we not your average artists\n  My bitch is like a Goddess, when paparazzi spot us\n  It's flick after flick, same old shit that I kick\n  Hah-hah!\n\n  We got action where you don't\n  Show our faces where you won't\n  G-Unit! G-Unit! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\n  Guess who's back motherfucker, gun and a clip\n  Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip\n  You can try any one of my shoes on, none of 'em fit\n  Your hundreds is shorter, I tell ya paps his son is a daughter\n  All I need is some cigars and a quarter\n  A couple cars and a lawyer\n  Kinda packin' a bitch, and I'll be back with a hit\n  I'm that sick, who the hell you thought it was?\n\n  I got expensive habits, I can afford it 'cause\n  G-Unit is poppin' and we perform in all the clubs\n  Niggas be shovin' and pushin' now someone is gushin', surprise\n  She's givin' up the buns on the cushion, sweatin' and screamin'\n  Suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' and I'm leavin'\n  On to the next city\n  Stash box in the bus so I can bring them TECs with me\n  I gotta blow 'cause I'm gettin' older\n  You niggas ain't gettin' over\n  G-Unit!\n\n  We got action where you don't\n  Show our faces where you won't\n  G-Unit! G-Unit! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\n  Hi-Tek, nigga\n"},{"id":18875250,"name":"G-Unit","trackName":"G-Unit","artistName":"G-Unit","albumName":"Beg For Mercy","duration":211.382812,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah!\n50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck\nG-G-G-G-G-Unit!\nHaha\n\nVacate ya home, I come to break ya bones\nAmerica's nightmare (yeah!), we at it again (c'mon)\nA Desert Eagle and a black MAC-10\nThey'll never know what happened\nWhen we come through, them cowards don't want none\nThey screamin' that they murderers, but walkin' with no guns\nC'mere nigga, don't run or die where you standin'\nSee I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin'\n\nPut the pipe at your melon and your brain's on the pavement\nThese niggas is talkin', thinkin' security gon' save them\nNobody gonna speak when homicide pay a visit\nLook you right in the eyes and tell you, \"We don't know who did it\"\nCorruptin' my street corner by shootin' at the police\nThe fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep\nYou better get used to it, you know how we do it\nShady/Aftermath, Interscope and G-Unit\n\nWe got action where you don't\nShow our faces where you won't\nG-Unit! 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G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\n  Guess who's back motherfucker, gun and a clip\n  Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip\n  You can try any one of my shoes on, none of 'em fit\n  Your hundreds is shorter, I tell ya paps his son is a daughter\n  All I need is some cigars and a quarter\n  A couple cars and a lawyer\n  Kinda packin' a bitch, and I'll be back with a hit\n  I'm that sick, who the hell you thought it was?\n\n  I got expensive habits, I can afford it 'cause\n  G-Unit is poppin' and we perform in all the clubs\n  Niggas be shovin' and pushin' now someone is gushin', surprise\n  She's givin' up the buns on the cushion, sweatin' and screamin'\n  Suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' and I'm leavin'\n  On to the next city\n  Stash box in the bus so I can bring them TECs with me\n  I gotta blow 'cause I'm gettin' older\n  You niggas ain't gettin' over\n  G-Unit!\n\n  We got action where you don't\n  Show our faces where you won't\n  G-Unit! G-Unit! 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G-G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\nGuess who's back motherfucker, gun and a clip\nReady to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip\nYou can try any one of my shoes on, none of 'em fit\nYour hundreds is shorter, I tell ya paps his son is a daughter\nAll I need is some cigars and a quarter\nA couple cars and a lawyer\nKinda packin' a bitch, and I'll be back with a hit\nI'm that sick, who the hell you thought it was?\n\nI got expensive habits, I can afford it 'cause\nG-Unit is poppin' and we perform in all the clubs\nNiggas be shovin' and pushin' now someone is gushin', surprise\nShe's givin' up the buns on the cushion, sweatin' and screamin'\nSuckin' me off the rest of the evenin' and I'm leavin'\nOn to the next city\nStash box in the bus so I can bring them TECs with me\nI gotta blow 'cause I'm gettin' older\nYou niggas ain't gettin' over\nG-Unit!\n\nWe got action where you don't\nShow our faces where you won't\nG-Unit! G-Unit! 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