[{"id":26579255,"name":"Gangsta (Put Me Down)","trackName":"Gangsta (Put Me Down)","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"Geto Boys Greatest Hits","duration":258.037551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"They Love me\n\nThey say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\nFilpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\nHit me with the (whoop whoop)\nBubble gum flashing in my rear view\nSpraying freshener trying to steer too\nThrowin out my herbs on the passenger side\nGot the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\nGot a loaded .45 inside\nThat I keep for protection when I'm riding by\nMy Smith and Wesson got a scope too\nAnd I may have caught a body on it\nFor those who get just know somebody want it\nThey only?????\nTo know that you ain't done shit\nBut still you got them haters in your business\nI'm paranoid she's blowing my high\nAnd she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\nGot my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\nThen what the fuck you stopping me for?\nAnd she said\n\nGangsta Ow\nPut me Down, Now\nGang-sta put me down\nNow, Ow\n\nSo I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\nBeating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\nCause I done chunked a half a square\nthinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\nI continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\nHollering at my homeboy who just got out\nWhat's up let's roll\nGet you some clothes\nTake you to the club so you can get with some hoes\nLets go\nMade to the mall hoes thick\nListenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\nGetting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\nTelling me she like what I do\nAnd the ho was like\n\nWillie D's rollin on D's\nIn a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\nWith the knock knock banging\nListening to a song my nigga Face singing\nEardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\nA couple of honies to the hideaway\nWe gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\nGotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\nWe rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\nAin't bringing sand to beach\nI got my eyes on some freak ass broads\nAnd menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office let me remind you\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\nFreaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\nWhen you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta (Put Me Down)\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: Geto Boys Greatest Hits\n  duration_ms: 258038\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  They Love me\n\n  They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\n  Filpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\n  Hit me with the (whoop whoop)\n  Bubble gum flashing in my rear view\n  Spraying freshener trying to steer too\n  Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side\n  Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\n  Got a loaded .45 inside\n  That I keep for protection when I'm riding by\n  My Smith and Wesson got a scope too\n  And I may have caught a body on it\n  For those who get just know somebody want it\n  They only?????\n  To know that you ain't done shit\n  But still you got them haters in your business\n  I'm paranoid she's blowing my high\n  And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\n  Got my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\n  Then what the fuck you stopping me for?\n  And she said\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gang-sta put me down\n  Now, Ow\n\n  So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\n  Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\n  Cause I done chunked a half a square\n  thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\n  I continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\n  Hollering at my homeboy who just got out\n  What's up let's roll\n  Get you some clothes\n  Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes\n  Lets go\n  Made to the mall hoes thick\n  Listenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\n  Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\n  Telling me she like what I do\n  And the ho was like\n\n  Willie D's rollin on D's\n  In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n  With the knock knock banging\n  Listening to a song my nigga Face singing\n  Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\n  A couple of honies to the hideaway\n  We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n  Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\n  We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\n  Ain't bringing sand to beach\n  I got my eyes on some freak ass broads\n  And menage-a-trois\n  Never kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\n  And take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\n  Got more mail than the post office let me remind you\n  Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\n  Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\n  When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask\n"},{"id":19093778,"name":"Gangsta Put Me Down","trackName":"Gangsta Put Me Down","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"Best Of The Geto Boys","duration":206.210612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"They Love me\n\nThey say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\nFilpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\nHit me with the (whoop whoop)\nBubble gum flashing in my rear view\nSpraying freshener trying to steer too\nThrowin out my herbs on the passenger side\nGot the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\nGot a loaded .45 inside\nThat I keep for protection when I'm riding by\nMy Smith and Wesson got a scope too\nAnd I may have caught a body on it\nFor those who get just know somebody want it\nThey only?????\nTo know that you ain't done shit\nBut still you got them haters in your business\nI'm paranoid she's blowing my high\nAnd she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\nGot my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\nThen what the fuck you stopping me for?\nAnd she said\n\nGangsta Ow\nPut me Down, Now\nGang-sta put me down\nNow, Ow\n\nSo I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\nBeating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\nCause I done chunked a half a square\nthinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\nI continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\nHollering at my homeboy who just got out\nWhat's up let's roll\nGet you some clothes\nTake you to the club so you can get with some hoes\nLets go\nMade to the mall hoes thick\nListenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\nGetting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\nTelling me she like what I do\nAnd the ho was like\n\nWillie D's rollin on D's\nIn a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\nWith the knock knock banging\nListening to a song my nigga Face singing\nEardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\nA couple of honies to the hideaway\nWe gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\nGotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\nWe rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\nAin't bringing sand to beach\nI got my eyes on some freak ass broads\nAnd menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office let me remind you\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\nFreaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\nWhen you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Put Me Down\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: Best Of The Geto Boys\n  duration_ms: 206211\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  They Love me\n\n  They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\n  Filpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\n  Hit me with the (whoop whoop)\n  Bubble gum flashing in my rear view\n  Spraying freshener trying to steer too\n  Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side\n  Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\n  Got a loaded .45 inside\n  That I keep for protection when I'm riding by\n  My Smith and Wesson got a scope too\n  And I may have caught a body on it\n  For those who get just know somebody want it\n  They only?????\n  To know that you ain't done shit\n  But still you got them haters in your business\n  I'm paranoid she's blowing my high\n  And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\n  Got my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\n  Then what the fuck you stopping me for?\n  And she said\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gang-sta put me down\n  Now, Ow\n\n  So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\n  Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\n  Cause I done chunked a half a square\n  thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\n  I continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\n  Hollering at my homeboy who just got out\n  What's up let's roll\n  Get you some clothes\n  Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes\n  Lets go\n  Made to the mall hoes thick\n  Listenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\n  Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\n  Telling me she like what I do\n  And the ho was like\n\n  Willie D's rollin on D's\n  In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n  With the knock knock banging\n  Listening to a song my nigga Face singing\n  Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\n  A couple of honies to the hideaway\n  We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n  Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\n  We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\n  Ain't bringing sand to beach\n  I got my eyes on some freak ass broads\n  And menage-a-trois\n  Never kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\n  And take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\n  Got more mail than the post office let me remind you\n  Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\n  Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\n  When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask\n"},{"id":22608733,"name":"Gangsta Put Me Down","trackName":"Gangsta Put Me Down","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"Best of Geto Boys & Scarface","duration":262.635102,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"They Love me\n\nThey say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\nFilpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\nHit me with the (whoop whoop)\nBubble gum flashing in my rear view\nSpraying freshener trying to steer too\nThrowin out my herbs on the passenger side\nGot the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\nGot a loaded .45 inside\nThat I keep for protection when I'm riding by\nMy Smith and Wesson got a scope too\nAnd I may have caught a body on it\nFor those who get just know somebody want it\nThey only?????\nTo know that you ain't done shit\nBut still you got them haters in your business\nI'm paranoid she's blowing my high\nAnd she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\nGot my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\nThen what the fuck you stopping me for?\nAnd she said\n\nGangsta Ow\nPut me Down, Now\nGang-sta put me down\nNow, Ow\n\nSo I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\nBeating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\nCause I done chunked a half a square\nthinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\nI continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\nHollering at my homeboy who just got out\nWhat's up let's roll\nGet you some clothes\nTake you to the club so you can get with some hoes\nLets go\nMade to the mall hoes thick\nListenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\nGetting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\nTelling me she like what I do\nAnd the ho was like\n\nWillie D's rollin on D's\nIn a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\nWith the knock knock banging\nListening to a song my nigga Face singing\nEardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\nA couple of honies to the hideaway\nWe gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\nGotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\nWe rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\nAin't bringing sand to beach\nI got my eyes on some freak ass broads\nAnd menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office let me remind you\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\nFreaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\nWhen you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Put Me Down\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: Best of Geto Boys & Scarface\n  duration_ms: 262635\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  They Love me\n\n  They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\n  Filpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\n  Hit me with the (whoop whoop)\n  Bubble gum flashing in my rear view\n  Spraying freshener trying to steer too\n  Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side\n  Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\n  Got a loaded .45 inside\n  That I keep for protection when I'm riding by\n  My Smith and Wesson got a scope too\n  And I may have caught a body on it\n  For those who get just know somebody want it\n  They only?????\n  To know that you ain't done shit\n  But still you got them haters in your business\n  I'm paranoid she's blowing my high\n  And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\n  Got my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\n  Then what the fuck you stopping me for?\n  And she said\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gang-sta put me down\n  Now, Ow\n\n  So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\n  Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\n  Cause I done chunked a half a square\n  thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\n  I continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\n  Hollering at my homeboy who just got out\n  What's up let's roll\n  Get you some clothes\n  Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes\n  Lets go\n  Made to the mall hoes thick\n  Listenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\n  Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\n  Telling me she like what I do\n  And the ho was like\n\n  Willie D's rollin on D's\n  In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n  With the knock knock banging\n  Listening to a song my nigga Face singing\n  Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\n  A couple of honies to the hideaway\n  We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n  Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\n  We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\n  Ain't bringing sand to beach\n  I got my eyes on some freak ass broads\n  And menage-a-trois\n  Never kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\n  And take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\n  Got more mail than the post office let me remind you\n  Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\n  Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\n  When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask\n"},{"id":20022375,"name":"Gangsta (Put Me Down)","trackName":"Gangsta (Put Me Down)","artistName":"Geto 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down\nNow, Ow\n\nSo I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\nBeating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\nCause I done chunked a half a square\nthinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\nI continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\nHollering at my homeboy who just got out\nWhat's up let's roll\nGet you some clothes\nTake you to the club so you can get with some hoes\nLets go\nMade to the mall hoes thick\nListenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\nGetting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\nTelling me she like what I do\nAnd the ho was like\n\nWillie D's rollin on D's\nIn a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\nWith the knock knock banging\nListening to a song my nigga Face singing\nEardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\nA couple of honies to the hideaway\nWe gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\nGotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\nWe rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\nAin't bringing sand to beach\nI got my eyes on some freak ass broads\nAnd menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office let me remind you\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\nFreaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\nWhen you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta (Put Me Down)\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Best of the Geto Boys\n  duration_ms: 206160\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  They Love me\n\n  They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\n  Filpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\n  Hit me with the (whoop whoop)\n  Bubble gum flashing in my rear view\n  Spraying freshener trying to steer too\n  Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side\n  Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\n  Got a loaded .45 inside\n  That I keep for protection when I'm riding by\n  My Smith and Wesson got a scope too\n  And I may have caught a body on it\n  For those who get just know somebody want it\n  They only?????\n  To know that you ain't done shit\n  But still you got them haters in your business\n  I'm paranoid she's blowing my high\n  And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\n  Got my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\n  Then what the fuck you stopping me for?\n  And she said\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gang-sta put me down\n  Now, Ow\n\n  So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\n  Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\n  Cause I done chunked a half a square\n  thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\n  I continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\n  Hollering at my homeboy who just got out\n  What's up let's roll\n  Get you some clothes\n  Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes\n  Lets go\n  Made to the mall hoes thick\n  Listenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\n  Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\n  Telling me she like what I do\n  And the ho was like\n\n  Willie D's rollin on D's\n  In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n  With the knock knock banging\n  Listening to a song my nigga Face singing\n  Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\n  A couple of honies to the hideaway\n  We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n  Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\n  We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\n  Ain't bringing sand to beach\n  I got my eyes on some freak ass broads\n  And menage-a-trois\n  Never kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\n  And take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\n  Got more mail than the post office let me remind you\n  Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\n  Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\n  When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask\n"},{"id":29577450,"name":"Gangsta (Put Me Down) [Mixtape Version]","trackName":"Gangsta (Put Me Down) [Mixtape Version]","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Best of the Geto Boys","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Ghetto boys\" (repeat 2X)\n\"See if she's there, know you gonna see this\"\nAnd she said...\n\"Know you gonna see this\"\n\"Know you gonna see this\"\n\nAnd they pass the hundred to the left hand side\n\nFlippin in the Range Rover, blowin past the one time\nHit me with the -beep beep-, bubblegum flashin in my rearview\nSprayin freshener, tryin to steer too\nThrowin all my uncles in the passenger side\nThe windows rolled down, airin out the ride\nGot a loaded .45 inside\nThat I keep for protection when I'm ridin by\nMy Smith & Wesson got a scope too\n\nAnd I may have caught a body on it\nFor those who get just know somebody want it, and don't it\n(Make a nigga mad sometime) Just know that you ain't done shit\n\nBut still, you got them haters in yo' business\n\nI know, paranoid she blowin my high\nAnd she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eyes\nGot my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source\nThen what the fuck you stoppin me for? And she said\n\n\"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n\"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n\nSo I gave my cellular number, and told her call me up\nBeatin on my dashboard, hot than a fuck\nCause I done chalked the hair of a square out the truck\n\nThinkin 5-0 jockin tryin to jam me up\n\nI continue on my mission to my grandmaw's house\nHollered at my homeboy that just got out\nWhassup let's roll, get you some clothes\nTake you to the club so you can get with some hoes\nLet's go, made it to the mall, hoes thick\nListenin to Pac screamin, \"That's the shit!\"\nGettin gigged when this woman appeared, up out the blue\nTellin me she like what I do, and the ho's like\n\n\"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n\"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n\nWillie D's rollin on B's\nIn the drop top A-Z-U-R-E\nWith the knock-knock bangin, listen to a song my nigga 'Face sangin\nEardrums just a-rangin, my homey bringin\n\nA couple of honies, to the hideaway\nWe gon' fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n\nGotta pack, confirm tickets, get some sleep\nWe rollin to the Lady Johnson fight a hundred niggas deep\nAin't bringin sand to the beach I got my eyes\nOn some freaky ass broads, and menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell, I keeps 'em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy, put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office, let me remind ya\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind ya\nFreaky-deaky, freaky-deaky-deaky\nWhen you see me rollin past, all you gotta do is ask\n\n\"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n\"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.37] \"Ghetto boys\" (repeat 2X)\n[00:05.41] \"See if she's there, know you gonna see this\"\n[00:10.53] And she said...\n[00:13.92] \"Know you gonna see this\"\n[00:15.63] \"Know you gonna see this\"\n[00:21.51] And they pass the hundred to the left hand side\n[00:24.54] Flippin in the Range Rover, blowin past the one time\n[00:27.28] Hit me with the -beep beep-, bubblegum flashin in my rearview\n[00:30.60] Sprayin freshener, tryin to steer too\n[00:32.68] Throwin all my uncles in the passenger side\n[00:34.98] The windows rolled down, airin out the ride\n[00:37.75] Got a loaded .45 inside\n[00:39.74] That I keep for protection when I'm ridin by\n[00:42.39] My Smith & Wesson got a scope too\n[00:44.64] And I may have caught a body on it\n[00:46.31] For those who get just know somebody want it, and don't it\n[00:48.89] (Make a nigga mad sometime) Just know that you ain't done shit\n[00:51.95] But still, you got them haters in yo' business\n[00:54.72] I know, paranoid she blowin my high\n[00:56.72] And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eyes\n[00:59.44] Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source\n[01:03.08] Then what the fuck you stoppin me for? And she said\n[01:07.54] \"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n[01:15.88] \"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n[01:24.41] \n[01:26.54] So I gave my cellular number, and told her call me up\n[01:29.54] Beatin on my dashboard, hot than a fuck\n[01:31.89] Cause I done chalked the hair of a square out the truck\n[01:34.69] Thinkin 5-0 jockin tryin to jam me up\n[01:37.35] I continue on my mission to my grandmaw's house\n[01:40.44] Hollered at my homeboy that just got out\n[01:42.91] Whassup let's roll, get you some clothes\n[01:45.93] Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes\n[01:48.26] Let's go, made it to the mall, hoes thick\n[01:51.35] Listenin to Pac screamin, \"That's the shit!\"\n[01:53.75] Gettin gigged when this woman appeared, up out the blue\n[01:56.70] Tellin me she like what I do, and the ho's like\n[01:59.46] \"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n[02:08.10] \"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n[02:20.00] Willie D's rollin on B's\n[02:22.86] In the drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n[02:25.48] With the knock-knock bangin, listen to a song my nigga 'Face sangin\n[02:29.67] Eardrums just a-rangin, my homey bringin\n[02:32.52] A couple of honies, to the hideaway\n[02:34.82] We gon' fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n[02:37.68] Gotta pack, confirm tickets, get some sleep\n[02:39.96] We rollin to the Lady Johnson fight a hundred niggas deep\n[02:43.04] Ain't bringin sand to the beach I got my eyes\n[02:45.16] On some freaky ass broads, and menage-a-trois\n[02:47.91] Never kiss and tell, I keeps 'em horny as hell\n[02:50.46] And take my dick inside that pussy, put it under a spell\n[02:53.38] Got more mail than the post office, let me remind ya\n[02:56.26] Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind ya\n[02:59.15] Freaky-deaky, freaky-deaky-deaky\n[03:01.43] When you see me rollin past, all you gotta do is ask\n[03:04.54] \"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n[03:12.90] \"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n[03:26.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta (Put Me Down) [Mixtape Version]\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Best of the Geto Boys\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Ghetto boys\" (repeat 2X)'\n  start_ms: 2370\n  end_ms: 5410\n- text: '\"See if she''s there, know you gonna see this\"'\n  start_ms: 5410\n  end_ms: 10530\n- text: And she said...\n  start_ms: 10530\n  end_ms: 13920\n- text: '\"Know you gonna see this\"'\n  start_ms: 13920\n  end_ms: 15630\n- text: '\"Know you gonna see this\"'\n  start_ms: 15630\n  end_ms: 21510\n- text: And they pass the hundred to the left hand side\n  start_ms: 21510\n  end_ms: 24540\n- text: Flippin in the Range Rover, blowin past the one time\n  start_ms: 24540\n  end_ms: 27280\n- text: Hit me with the -beep beep-, bubblegum flashin in my rearview\n  start_ms: 27280\n  end_ms: 30600\n- text: Sprayin freshener, tryin to steer too\n  start_ms: 30600\n  end_ms: 32680\n- text: Throwin all my uncles in the passenger side\n  start_ms: 32680\n  end_ms: 34980\n- text: The windows rolled down, airin out the ride\n  start_ms: 34980\n  end_ms: 37750\n- text: Got a loaded .45 inside\n  start_ms: 37750\n  end_ms: 39740\n- text: That I keep for protection when I'm ridin by\n  start_ms: 39740\n  end_ms: 42390\n- text: My Smith & Wesson got a scope too\n  start_ms: 42390\n  end_ms: 44640\n- text: And I may have caught a body on it\n  start_ms: 44640\n  end_ms: 46310\n- text: For those who get just know somebody want it, and don't it\n  start_ms: 46310\n  end_ms: 48890\n- text: (Make a nigga mad sometime) Just know that you ain't done shit\n  start_ms: 48890\n  end_ms: 51950\n- text: But still, you got them haters in yo' business\n  start_ms: 51950\n  end_ms: 54720\n- text: I know, paranoid she blowin my high\n  start_ms: 54720\n  end_ms: 56720\n- text: And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eyes\n  start_ms: 56720\n  end_ms: 59440\n- text: Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source\n  start_ms: 59440\n  end_ms: 63080\n- text: Then what the fuck you stoppin me for? 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Put me down, down\"\n[02:08.10] \"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n[02:20.00] Willie D's rollin on B's\n[02:22.86] In the drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n[02:25.48] With the knock-knock bangin, listen to a song my nigga 'Face sangin\n[02:29.67] Eardrums just a-rangin, my homey bringin\n[02:32.52] A couple of honies, to the hideaway\n[02:34.82] We gon' fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n[02:37.68] Gotta pack, confirm tickets, get some sleep\n[02:39.96] We rollin to the Lady Johnson fight a hundred niggas deep\n[02:43.04] Ain't bringin sand to the beach I got my eyes\n[02:45.16] On some freaky ass broads, and menage-a-trois\n[02:47.91] Never kiss and tell, I keeps 'em horny as hell\n[02:50.46] And take my dick inside that pussy, put it under a spell\n[02:53.38] Got more mail than the post office, let me remind ya\n[02:56.26] Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind ya\n[02:59.15] Freaky-deaky, freaky-deaky-deaky\n[03:01.43] When you see me rollin past, all you gotta do is ask\n[03:04.54] \"Gangsta, oww! Put me down, down\"\n[03:12.90] \"Gangsta, put me down, down, oww!\"\n[03:26.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta (Put Me Down) (Mixtape Version)\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Best of the Geto Boys (Mixtape Version)\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Ghetto boys\" (repeat 2X)'\n  start_ms: 2370\n  end_ms: 5410\n- text: '\"See if she''s there, know you gonna see this\"'\n  start_ms: 5410\n  end_ms: 10530\n- text: And she said...\n  start_ms: 10530\n  end_ms: 13920\n- text: '\"Know you gonna see this\"'\n  start_ms: 13920\n  end_ms: 15630\n- text: '\"Know you gonna see this\"'\n  start_ms: 15630\n  end_ms: 21510\n- text: And they pass the hundred to the left hand side\n  start_ms: 21510\n  end_ms: 24540\n- text: Flippin in the Range Rover, blowin past the one time\n  start_ms: 24540\n  end_ms: 27280\n- text: Hit me with the -beep beep-, bubblegum flashin in my rearview\n  start_ms: 27280\n  end_ms: 30600\n- text: Sprayin freshener, tryin to steer too\n  start_ms: 30600\n  end_ms: 32680\n- text: Throwin all my uncles in the passenger side\n  start_ms: 32680\n  end_ms: 34980\n- text: The windows rolled down, airin out the ride\n  start_ms: 34980\n  end_ms: 37750\n- text: Got a loaded .45 inside\n  start_ms: 37750\n  end_ms: 39740\n- text: That I keep for protection when I'm ridin by\n  start_ms: 39740\n  end_ms: 42390\n- text: My Smith & Wesson got a scope too\n  start_ms: 42390\n  end_ms: 44640\n- text: And I may have caught a body on it\n  start_ms: 44640\n  end_ms: 46310\n- text: For those who get just know somebody want it, and don't it\n  start_ms: 46310\n  end_ms: 48890\n- text: (Make a nigga mad sometime) Just know that you ain't done shit\n  start_ms: 48890\n  end_ms: 51950\n- text: But still, you got them haters in yo' business\n  start_ms: 51950\n  end_ms: 54720\n- text: I know, paranoid she blowin my high\n  start_ms: 54720\n  end_ms: 56720\n- text: And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eyes\n  start_ms: 56720\n  end_ms: 59440\n- text: Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source\n  start_ms: 59440\n  end_ms: 63080\n- text: Then what the fuck you stoppin me for? 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straight ride away\nGotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\nWe rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\nAin't bringing sand to beach\nI got my eyes on some freak ass broads\nAnd menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office let me remind you\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\nFreaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\nWhen you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 15 - Geto Boys - Gangsta (Put Me Down)\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  They Love me\n\n  They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\n  Filpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\n  Hit me with the (whoop whoop)\n  Bubble gum flashing in my rear view\n  Spraying freshener trying to steer too\n  Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side\n  Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride\n  Got a loaded .45 inside\n  That I keep for protection when I'm riding by\n  My Smith and Wesson got a scope too\n  And I may have caught a body on it\n  For those who get just know somebody want it\n  They only?????\n  To know that you ain't done shit\n  But still you got them haters in your business\n  I'm paranoid she's blowing my high\n  And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye\n  Got my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\n  Then what the fuck you stopping me for?\n  And she said\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gang-sta put me down\n  Now, Ow\n\n  So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\n  Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\n  Cause I done chunked a half a square\n  thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\n  I continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\n  Hollering at my homeboy who just got out\n  What's up let's 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buzzin from the red in my eye\nGot my license and my papers, Showed me my picture on The Source\nThen what the fuck you stopping me for?\nAnd she said\n\nGangsta Ow\nPut me Down, Now\nGang-sta put me down\nNow, Ow\n\nSo I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up\nBeating on my dashboard hot than a fuck\nCause I done chunked a half a square\nthinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up\nI continue on my mission to my Grandma's house\nHollering at my homeboy who just got out\nWhat's up let's roll\nGet you some clothes\nTake you to the club so you can get with some hoes\nLets go\nMade to the mall hoes thick\nListenting to Pac screaming that's the shit\nGetting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\nTelling me she like what I do\nAnd the ho was like\n\nWillie D's rollin on D's\nIn a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\nWith the knock knock banging\nListening to a song my nigga Face singing\nEardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing\nA couple of honies to the hideaway\nWe gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\nGotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\nWe rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\nAin't bringing sand to beach\nI got my eyes on some freak ass broads\nAnd menage-a-trois\nNever kiss and tell I keeps em horny as hell\nAnd take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell\nGot more mail than the post office let me remind you\nDon't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you\nFreaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky\nWhen you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 14 - Geto Boys - Gangsta (Put Me Down)\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: Greatest Hits\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  They Love me\n\n  They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side\n  Filpping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.\n  Hit me with the (whoop whoop)\n  Bubble gum flashing in my rear view\n  Spraying freshener trying to steer too\n  Throwin 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I continue on my mission to my Grandmas house\n  Hollering at my homeboy who just got out\n  What's up let's roll\n  Get you some clothes\n  Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes.\n  Lets go\n  Made to the mall hoes thick\n  Listenting to Pac saying that's the shit.\n  Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue\n  Telling me she like what I do\n  And the hoe was like\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n\n  Gangsta Ow\n  Put me Down, Now\n  Gang-sata put me down\n  Now, Ow\n\n  Willie D's rollin on these\n  In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E\n  With the knock, knock banging listening\n  To a song my nigga Face singing\n  Eardurms just a ringing, my homey brining\n  A couple of honies to the hideaway\n  We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away\n  Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep\n  We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep\n  Ain't bringing sand to beach\n  I got my eyes on some freak ass broads\n  And 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