[{"id":19433136,"name":"Yes Yes Yall","trackName":"Yes Yes Yall","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"Best Of The Geto Boys","duration":192.313469,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\n\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\nC'mon\nWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes Yes Yall\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: Best Of The Geto Boys\n  duration_ms: 192313\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\n  C'mon\n  Whassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup.\n"},{"id":21879782,"name":"Yes Yes Y'all","trackName":"Yes Yes Y'all","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Best of the Geto Boys","duration":192.266667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\n\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\nC'mon\nWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes Yes Y'all\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Best of the Geto Boys\n  duration_ms: 192267\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\n  C'mon\n  Whassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup.\n"},{"id":30065182,"name":"Yes Yes Yall","trackName":"Yes Yes Yall","artistName":"The Geto Boys","albumName":"Best Of The Geto Boys","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\n\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\nC'mon\nWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes Yes Yall\n  artist: The Geto Boys\n  album: Best Of The Geto Boys\n  duration_ms: 192000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. 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(What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! 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(What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nCome on\nWhat's up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes, Yes Y'All\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Foundation-RETAIL\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  Come on\n  What's up\n"},{"id":19775459,"name":"Yes, Yes, Y'all","trackName":"Yes, Yes, Y'all","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Foundation","duration":219.533061,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\n\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\nC'mon\nWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes, Yes, Y'all\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Foundation\n  duration_ms: 219533\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\n  C'mon\n  Whassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup.\n"},{"id":20664615,"name":"Yes Yes Y'all","trackName":"Yes Yes Y'all","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Foundation (Screwed)","duration":397.374694,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nCome on\nWhat's up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes Yes Y'all\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Foundation (Screwed)\n  duration_ms: 397375\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  Come on\n  What's up\n"},{"id":34451558,"name":"Yes, Yes, Y'all","trackName":"Yes, Yes, Y'all","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Foundation","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nCome on\nWhat's up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes, Yes, Y'all\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Foundation\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  Come on\n  What's up\n"},{"id":27623956,"name":"Yes, Yes, Y'All","trackName":"Yes, Yes, Y'All","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits 10","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nCome on\nWhat's up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes, Yes, Y'All\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: 'The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits 10'\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  Come on\n  What's up\n"},{"id":28514666,"name":"Yes, Yes, Y'all","trackName":"Yes, Yes, Y'all","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Source Presents Hip-Hop Hits, Vol. 10","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nCome on\nWhat's up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes, Yes, Y'all\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Source Presents Hip-Hop Hits, Vol. 10\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  Come on\n  What's up\n"},{"id":37456716,"name":"Yes, Yes, Y’all","trackName":"Yes, Yes, Y’all","artistName":"Geto Boys","albumName":"The Foundation","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\nCome on\nWhat's up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes, Yes, Y’all\n  artist: Geto Boys\n  album: The Foundation\n  duration_ms: 229154\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin' (uh-uh) ain't shit changin'\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aw nah!)\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n  Come on\n  What's up\n"},{"id":28358948,"name":"Yes Yes Y'All","trackName":"Yes Yes Y'All","artistName":"The Geto Boys","albumName":"The Foundation","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, yes y'all\nTo the street's, y'all\nIt's GB, y'all\nAnd we don't stop\nYes, yes y'all\nTo the street's y'all\nIt's GB y'all\nAnd we don't stop\n\nGive it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\nThe GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\nThe motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\nYou niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\nI'm the original, the author of this G-shit\nYou niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\nMe I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\nIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\nIt's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\nI'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\nHo niggas make me hotter than tabasco\nPlay with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\nI see the videos, I read the magazines\nDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\nI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\nI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\nWell this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\nFuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\nFuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\nNigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\nI'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\nNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\nGeto Boys in this bitch still bangin\nAnd ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\nDon't like faggots, hate politicians\nCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\nSo I, send the whole world a fuck you note\nSchumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\nI keep it real with it, to the hill with it\nYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\nAnd every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\nI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\nI run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\nMoney money money gotta get that dough\nI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\nFall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\nI like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\nBut 95% of the shit is brainwork\nI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\nIf she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\nNow gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\nCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\nIf a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\nCan't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\nI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\nSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\nHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\nI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\nIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\nI like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\nIt's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\nI like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\nI ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\nSnatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\nR. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\nLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\nShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\nRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\nC'mon\nWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup, whassup?\nWhassup, whassup.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yes Yes Y'All\n  artist: The Geto Boys\n  album: The Foundation\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's, y'all\n  It's GB, y'all\n  And we don't stop\n  Yes, yes y'all\n  To the street's y'all\n  It's GB y'all\n  And we don't stop\n\n  Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest\n  The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers\n  The motherfuckin criminals, see we keep it grimy\n  You niggas chemicals, the weed got you blinded\n  I'm the original, the author of this G-shit\n  You niggas pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit\n  Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherfucker\n  If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler\n\n  It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all\n  I'm still in it y'all, fuck the critics y'all\n  Ho niggas make me hotter than tabasco\n  Play with my money I'mma kick you in your asshole\n  I see the videos, I read the magazines\n  Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes\n  I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist\n  I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch\n\n  Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?)\n  Fuck nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)\n  Fuck laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)\n  Nigga fuck Paul, and the rest of y'all!\n  I'm the little motherfucker with the big dick swangin\n  Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues\n  Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin\n  And ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin\n  Don't like faggots, hate politicians\n  Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen\n  So I, send the whole world a fuck you note\n  Schumaker's got a desk job, fuck you ho! (Aww nah!)\n\n  I keep it real with it, to the hill with it\n  You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it\n  And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change\n  I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs\n\n  I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe\n  Money money money gotta get that dough\n  I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters\n  Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider\n  I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt\n  But 95% of the shit is brainwork\n  I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers\n  If she ain't talkin 'bout fuckin I'mma get on dawg\n\n  Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds\n  Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve\n  If a nigga catch me slippin I'mma get that nerd\n  Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work\n  I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat\n  Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match\n  Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch\n  I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad\n  It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)\n  I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad\n\n  It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)\n  I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all\n  I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes\n  Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed\n  R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young\n  18 or 23, black and white, girls cum\n  Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill\n  Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real\n  5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike\n  Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life\n\n  C'mon\n  Whassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup, whassup?\n  Whassup, whassup.\n"}]