[{"id":12100643,"name":"Foolish","trackName":"Foolish","artistName":"G-Worthy","albumName":"G-Worthy","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aww shit, once again, it's him\nThat nigga with the snakeskin on a $400 brim\nYou feel me I'm here to kick some free game to you lames\nYou dig what I'm saying (I dig)\nI got cool, two gangsta niggas with me, you feel me (Say word)\nThis nigga from the westside of Bompton\nYou know, he go by Jay Worthy (Aww\nI know that nigga, I like that shit)\nYou feel me\nThis nigga from Broadway (Who?)\nG-perico (That's my nigga)\nFly crippin nigga you feel me (Cuh rip)\nLike I said you know blue and red make green\nIf you know what I mean (Aww, I feel that, I feel that)\nYou got broke niggas around you\nYou on the wrong team (You damn right)\n\nThis is for the homies on the [?]\nSelling Green Dots and PayPal cards\nAnd this is for my bitches that just love the hoes\nSet her out on town, she gonna get that dough\nAnd this is for my niggas who be burnt out\nDuckin' warrents and shit, living at granny's house\nBut me I'm living good up, I'm at Sandy's house\nBunch of hood shit, smoking weed on the couch\nHit my nigga Joe Fuller, yeah that's 40oz\nI call him 40 zips, now make that shit bounce\nAnd this for my nigga with the Jheri Curl\nTurn your C's up 'cuz this a gangsta world\nBut nigga I'm from Bompton, turn your P's up\nMe and Cardo making plays like we cliqued up\nTo make your trunk slap, so keep your bitch tucked\n\nThese bitches be choosin',\nchoosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\nThese bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\nMy niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\nMy niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)\n\nThese hoes choosin', no drugs, prostitution\nI ain't losing gangsta pimp shit I'm movin'\n[?] send a bitch to Pittsburgh\nIts 100 degrees we on the block in pimp furs\nAnd we come from this crip shit\nThird letter out the moon of the AMG Benz\nI'm tryin to hang with your friends\nAnd I can tell them bitches all choosin'\nCuz when they see my hair, all them hoes went \"Ohh, him\"\nWe gonna bring them back and send em\nIf that Hennessy blowing I might bend em\nAin't no sense in pretending\nWe gettin plane tickets, get you away from all these lame bitches\nSo way out first rule, no lame niggas\nSouth Dallas, South Beach, South Central\nWe fucking up the streets\nOver here niggas all about the money\nAll these bum bitches funny\n\nThese bitches be choosin',\nchoosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\nThese bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\nMy niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\nMy niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Foolish\n  artist: G-Worthy\n  album: G-Worthy\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aww shit, once again, it's him\n  That nigga with the snakeskin on a $400 brim\n  You feel me I'm here to kick some free game to you lames\n  You dig what I'm saying (I dig)\n  I got cool, two gangsta niggas with me, you feel me (Say word)\n  This nigga from the westside of Bompton\n  You know, he go by Jay Worthy (Aww\n  I know that nigga, I like that shit)\n  You feel me\n  This nigga from Broadway (Who?)\n  G-perico (That's my nigga)\n  Fly crippin nigga you feel me (Cuh rip)\n  Like I said you know blue and red make green\n  If you know what I mean (Aww, I feel that, I feel that)\n  You got broke niggas around you\n  You on the wrong team (You damn right)\n\n  This is for the homies on the [?]\n  Selling Green Dots and PayPal cards\n  And this is for my bitches that just love the hoes\n  Set her out on town, she gonna get that dough\n  And this is for my niggas who be burnt out\n  Duckin' warrents and shit, living at granny's house\n  But me I'm living good up, I'm at Sandy's house\n  Bunch of hood shit, smoking weed on the couch\n  Hit my nigga Joe Fuller, yeah that's 40oz\n  I call him 40 zips, now make that shit bounce\n  And this for my nigga with the Jheri Curl\n  Turn your C's up 'cuz this a gangsta world\n  But nigga I'm from Bompton, turn your P's up\n  Me and Cardo making plays like we cliqued up\n  To make your trunk slap, so keep your bitch tucked\n\n  These bitches be choosin',\n  choosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\n  These bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\n  My niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\n  My niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)\n\n  These hoes choosin', no drugs, prostitution\n  I ain't losing gangsta pimp shit I'm movin'\n  [?] send a bitch to Pittsburgh\n  Its 100 degrees we on the block in pimp furs\n  And we come from this crip shit\n  Third letter out the moon of the AMG Benz\n  I'm tryin to hang with your friends\n  And I can tell them bitches all choosin'\n  Cuz when they see my hair, all them hoes went \"Ohh, him\"\n  We gonna bring them back and send em\n  If that Hennessy blowing I might bend em\n  Ain't no sense in pretending\n  We gettin plane tickets, get you away from all these lame bitches\n  So way out first rule, no lame niggas\n  South Dallas, South Beach, South Central\n  We fucking up the streets\n  Over here niggas all about the money\n  All these bum bitches funny\n\n  These bitches be choosin',\n  choosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\n  These bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\n  My niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\n  My niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)\n"},{"id":14144350,"name":"Foolish","trackName":"Foolish","artistName":"G-Worthy feat. Cardo & Diamond Ortiz","albumName":"G-Worthy","duration":197.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aww shit, once again, it's him\nThat nigga with the snakeskin on a $400 brim\nYou feel me I'm here to kick some free game to you lames\nYou dig what I'm saying (I dig)\nI got cool, two gangsta niggas with me, you feel me (Say word)\nThis nigga from the westside of Bompton\nYou know, he go by Jay Worthy (Aww\nI know that nigga, I like that shit)\nYou feel me\nThis nigga from Broadway (Who?)\nG-perico (That's my nigga)\nFly crippin nigga you feel me (Cuh rip)\nLike I said you know blue and red make green\nIf you know what I mean (Aww, I feel that, I feel that)\nYou got broke niggas around you\nYou on the wrong team (You damn right)\n\nThis is for the homies on the [?]\nSelling Green Dots and PayPal cards\nAnd this is for my bitches that just love the hoes\nSet her out on town, she gonna get that dough\nAnd this is for my niggas who be burnt out\nDuckin' warrents and shit, living at granny's house\nBut me I'm living good up, I'm at Sandy's house\nBunch of hood shit, smoking weed on the couch\nHit my nigga Joe Fuller, yeah that's 40oz\nI call him 40 zips, now make that shit bounce\nAnd this for my nigga with the Jheri Curl\nTurn your C's up 'cuz this a gangsta world\nBut nigga I'm from Bompton, turn your P's up\nMe and Cardo making plays like we cliqued up\nTo make your trunk slap, so keep your bitch tucked\n\nThese bitches be choosin',\nchoosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\nThese bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\nMy niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\nMy niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)\n\nThese hoes choosin', no drugs, prostitution\nI ain't losing gangsta pimp shit I'm movin'\n[?] send a bitch to Pittsburgh\nIts 100 degrees we on the block in pimp furs\nAnd we come from this crip shit\nThird letter out the moon of the AMG Benz\nI'm tryin to hang with your friends\nAnd I can tell them bitches all choosin'\nCuz when they see my hair, all them hoes went \"Ohh, him\"\nWe gonna bring them back and send em\nIf that Hennessy blowing I might bend em\nAin't no sense in pretending\nWe gettin plane tickets, get you away from all these lame bitches\nSo way out first rule, no lame niggas\nSouth Dallas, South Beach, South Central\nWe fucking up the streets\nOver here niggas all about the money\nAll these bum bitches funny\n\nThese bitches be choosin',\nchoosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\nThese bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\nMy niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\nMy niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Foolish\n  artist: G-Worthy feat. Cardo & Diamond Ortiz\n  album: G-Worthy\n  duration_ms: 197000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aww shit, once again, it's him\n  That nigga with the snakeskin on a $400 brim\n  You feel me I'm here to kick some free game to you lames\n  You dig what I'm saying (I dig)\n  I got cool, two gangsta niggas with me, you feel me (Say word)\n  This nigga from the westside of Bompton\n  You know, he go by Jay Worthy (Aww\n  I know that nigga, I like that shit)\n  You feel me\n  This nigga from Broadway (Who?)\n  G-perico (That's my nigga)\n  Fly crippin nigga you feel me (Cuh rip)\n  Like I said you know blue and red make green\n  If you know what I mean (Aww, I feel that, I feel that)\n  You got broke niggas around you\n  You on the wrong team (You damn right)\n\n  This is for the homies on the [?]\n  Selling Green Dots and PayPal cards\n  And this is for my bitches that just love the hoes\n  Set her out on town, she gonna get that dough\n  And this is for my niggas who be burnt out\n  Duckin' warrents and shit, living at granny's house\n  But me I'm living good up, I'm at Sandy's house\n  Bunch of hood shit, smoking weed on the couch\n  Hit my nigga Joe Fuller, yeah that's 40oz\n  I call him 40 zips, now make that shit bounce\n  And this for my nigga with the Jheri Curl\n  Turn your C's up 'cuz this a gangsta world\n  But nigga I'm from Bompton, turn your P's up\n  Me and Cardo making plays like we cliqued up\n  To make your trunk slap, so keep your bitch tucked\n\n  These bitches be choosin',\n  choosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\n  These bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\n  My niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\n  My niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)\n\n  These hoes choosin', no drugs, prostitution\n  I ain't losing gangsta pimp shit I'm movin'\n  [?] send a bitch to Pittsburgh\n  Its 100 degrees we on the block in pimp furs\n  And we come from this crip shit\n  Third letter out the moon of the AMG Benz\n  I'm tryin to hang with your friends\n  And I can tell them bitches all choosin'\n  Cuz when they see my hair, all them hoes went \"Ohh, him\"\n  We gonna bring them back and send em\n  If that Hennessy blowing I might bend em\n  Ain't no sense in pretending\n  We gettin plane tickets, get you away from all these lame bitches\n  So way out first rule, no lame niggas\n  South Dallas, South Beach, South Central\n  We fucking up the streets\n  Over here niggas all about the money\n  All these bum bitches funny\n\n  These bitches be choosin',\n  choosin' (They trying to choose on a P nigga)\n  These bitches be foolish, foolish (They all running to me nigga)\n  My niggas be woopin', woopin' (You know I fuck with them P's nigga)\n  My niggas be movin', movin' (You know I fuck with them G's nigga)\n"}]