[{"id":33956260,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","artistName":"ICE CUBE","albumName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\nWho deserve five Mics, who deserve two\nBut the nigga with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\nI got a big brother nicknamed C-J\nWhen you see him in the hood take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\nSo I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\nYellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\nFrom the West side fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: ICE CUBE\n album: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n duration_ms: 305000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\n Who deserve five Mics, who deserve two\n But the nigga with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\n I got a big brother nicknamed C-J\n When you see him in the hood take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n From the West side fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":14566262,"name":"07-ice_cube-spittin_pollaseeds_(feat","trackName":"07-ice_cube-spittin_pollaseeds_(feat","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"The Essentials","duration":302.6588,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nThese niggaz is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nCrack 'em one by one\nYou niggaz got me fucked up\n\nFuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines\nI'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\nWho deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\nBut the nigga with 2 still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\nJumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\nSo, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\nYellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\nAll you niggaz owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\n\nFrom the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 07-ice_cube-spittin_pollaseeds_(feat\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: The Essentials\n duration_ms: 302659\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n These niggaz is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n Crack 'em one by one\n You niggaz got me fucked up\n\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines\n I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\n Who deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\n But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\n Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\n So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\n Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\n All you niggaz owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n\n From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":7087554,"name":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later","duration":303.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nThese niggaz is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nCrack 'em one by one\nYou niggaz got me fucked up\n\nFuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines\nI'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\nWho deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\nBut the nigga with 2 still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\nJumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\nSo, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\nYellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\nAll you niggaz owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\n\nFrom the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin’ Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 303000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n These niggaz is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n Crack 'em one by one\n You niggaz got me fucked up\n\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines\n I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\n Who deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\n But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\n Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\n So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\n Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\n All you niggaz owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n\n From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":7087553,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"The Essentials","duration":303.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\nWho deserve five Mics, who deserve two\nBut the nigga with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\nI got a big brother nicknamed C-J\nWhen you see him in the hood take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\nSo I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\nYellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\nFrom the West side fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: The Essentials\n duration_ms: 303000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\n Who deserve five Mics, who deserve two\n But the nigga with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\n I got a big brother nicknamed C-J\n When you see him in the hood take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n From the West side fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":31051204,"name":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"The Essentials","duration":306.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? 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You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\n Who deserve five Mics, who deserve two\n But the nigga with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\n I got a big brother nicknamed C-J\n When you see him in the hood take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n From the West side fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":21282491,"name":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later","duration":305.016,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nThese niggaz is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nCrack 'em one by one\nYou niggaz got me fucked up\n\nFuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines\nI'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\nWho deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\nBut the nigga with 2 still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\nJumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\nSo, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\nYellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\nAll you niggaz owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\n\nFrom the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin’ Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 305016\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n These niggaz is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n Crack 'em one by one\n You niggaz got me fucked up\n\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines\n I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\n Who deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\n But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\n Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\n So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\n Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\n All you niggaz owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n\n From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":22915639,"name":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later","duration":509.232,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nThese niggaz is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nCrack 'em one by one\nYou niggaz got me fucked up\n\nFuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines\nI'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\nWho deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\nBut the nigga with 2 still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\nJumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\nOh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\nSo, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\nYellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\nAll you niggaz owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\n\nFrom the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one\n'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin’ Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 509232\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n These niggaz is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n Crack 'em one by one\n You niggaz got me fucked up\n\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines\n I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n\n Who deserve '5 Mics', who deserve 2\n But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here, now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray\n\n Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n\n So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz\n Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n\n All you niggaz owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n\n From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one\n 'Cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":39803903,"name":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin’ Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later (explicit)","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\nIce Cube, true emcee\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\nWho deserve five Mics, who deserve two\nBut the nigga with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\nI got a big brother nicknamed C-J\nWhen you see him in the hood take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\nReady to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\nSo I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\nYellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\nFrom the West side fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin’ Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later (explicit)\n duration_ms: 304000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approached a mic\n You're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like\n Who deserve five Mics, who deserve two\n But the nigga with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the street\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' D-J\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a B-J\n I got a big brother nicknamed C-J\n When you see him in the hood take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n From the West side fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":24739351,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube, Kokane","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later","duration":304.6946,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\nNigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a ho\nIce Cube, true MC\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approach the mic\nYou dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\nWho deserve five mics, who deserve two\nBut the niggas with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the streets\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nI ain't lyin'\nI got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\nAnd the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\nWe got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\nHe look like he's 35, he look like he's\nDrinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\nI need backup\nThis nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\nPistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\nCube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\nSo I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\nYellow tape all these niggas\nFuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe is alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\nI'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\nOff your face under the transmission\nNigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\nDub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nWhoever thou art art\nKnow that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\nShall not prosper\nJust to be a rap star\nIs not best in your return\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nI know a nigga that came to the club the other night\nThat had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\nIt was like that little coyote gray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube, Kokane\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 304695\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\n Nigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n Ice Cube, true MC\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approach the mic\n You dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\n Who deserve five mics, who deserve two\n But the niggas with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the streets\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n I ain't lyin'\n I got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\n And the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\n We got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\n He look like he's 35, he look like he's\n Drinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\n I need backup\n This nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\n Pistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n Cube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\n So I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape all these niggas\n Fuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe is alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\n I'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\n Off your face under the transmission\n Nigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\n Dub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n Whoever thou art art\n Know that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\n Shall not prosper\n Just to be a rap star\n Is not best in your return\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n I know a nigga that came to the club the other night\n That had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\n It was like that little coyote 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You's a fuckin' vulture\n[00:59.89] You never approached a mic\n[01:01.69] You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n[01:03.49] Who deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2\n[01:07.46] But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n[01:09.66] This West Coast flow is different than the East\n[01:12.54] But it ain't no different in the street\n[01:15.74] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[01:18.04] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[01:20.73] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[01:23.67] (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[01:25.98] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[01:31.30] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n[01:34.44] Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n[01:36.20] I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n[01:39.97] In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n[01:42.16] When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n[01:45.37] They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n[01:47.67] No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n[01:50.33] Here (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n[01:53.00] Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n[01:56.23] Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n[01:58.90] Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n[02:01.62] Put your rap careers up on eBay\n[02:04.33] Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n[02:06.54] Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n[02:10.24] I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n[02:12.01] When you see him in the hood take it easy\n[02:14.76] If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n[02:17.48] Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n[02:20.16] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:22.90] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[02:25.67] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[02:28.35] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:31.08] I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[02:35.54] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n[02:39.12] Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:52.62] Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n[03:06.28] Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n[03:09.07] Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n[03:11.74] Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n[03:14.46] So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n[03:16.75] Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n[03:19.44] They can't hold our shit\n[03:20.80] Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n[03:24.46] All you niggas owe us alimony\n[03:26.21] All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n[03:29.87] On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n[03:33.43] Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n[03:36.18] From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n[03:37.91] With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n[03:40.74] Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n[03:44.32] Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n[03:46.51] I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[03:48.86] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[03:51.96] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[03:54.75] I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[03:58.31] I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[04:02.37] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n[04:08.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube/WC/Kokane\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 305000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n start_ms: 32870\n end_ms: 34810\n- text: Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n start_ms: 34810\n end_ms: 37990\n- text: It's the muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n start_ms: 37990\n end_ms: 41630\n- text: To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n start_ms: 41630\n end_ms: 43420\n- text: Ice Cube, true emcee\n start_ms: 43420\n end_ms: 45670\n- text: Write everything I say, even back in the day\n start_ms: 45670\n end_ms: 48920\n- text: I'mma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n start_ms: 48920\n end_ms: 51230\n- text: You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n start_ms: 51230\n end_ms: 54440\n- text: If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n start_ms: 54440\n end_ms: 57130\n- text: Think you know the culture? 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stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n They can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":39896483,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube/Kokane/WC","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\nNigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a ho\nIce Cube, true MC\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approach the mic\nYou dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\nWho deserve five mics, who deserve two\nBut the niggas with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the streets\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nI ain't lyin'\nI got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\nAnd the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\nWe got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\nHe look like he's 35, he look like he's\nDrinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\nI need backup\nThis nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\nPistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\nCube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\nSo I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\nYellow tape all these niggas\nFuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe is alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\nI'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\nOff your face under the transmission\nNigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\nDub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nWhoever thou art art\nKnow that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\nShall not prosper\nJust to be a rap star\nIs not best in your return\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nI know a nigga that came to the club the other night\nThat had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\nIt was like that little coyote gray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube/Kokane/WC\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 304105\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\n Nigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n Ice Cube, true MC\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approach the mic\n You dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\n Who deserve five mics, who deserve two\n But the niggas with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the streets\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n I ain't lyin'\n I got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\n And the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\n We got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\n He look like he's 35, he look like he's\n Drinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\n I need backup\n This nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\n Pistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n Cube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\n So I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape all these niggas\n Fuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe is alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\n I'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\n Off your face under the transmission\n Nigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\n Dub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n Whoever thou art art\n Know that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\n Shall not prosper\n Just to be a rap star\n Is not best in your return\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n I know a nigga that came to the club the other night\n That had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\n It was like that little coyote 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You's a fuckin' vulture\n[00:59.89] You never approached a mic\n[01:01.69] You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n[01:03.49] Who deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2\n[01:07.46] But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n[01:09.66] This West Coast flow is different than the East\n[01:12.54] But it ain't no different in the street\n[01:15.74] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[01:18.04] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[01:20.73] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[01:23.67] (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[01:25.98] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[01:31.30] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n[01:34.44] Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n[01:36.20] I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n[01:39.97] In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n[01:42.16] When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n[01:45.37] They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n[01:47.67] No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n[01:50.33] Here (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n[01:53.00] Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n[01:56.23] Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n[01:58.90] Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n[02:01.62] Put your rap careers up on eBay\n[02:04.33] Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n[02:06.54] Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n[02:10.24] I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n[02:12.01] When you see him in the hood take it easy\n[02:14.76] If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n[02:17.48] Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n[02:20.16] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:22.90] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[02:25.67] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[02:28.35] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:31.08] I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[02:35.54] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n[02:39.12] Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:52.62] Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n[03:06.28] Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n[03:09.07] Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n[03:11.74] Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n[03:14.46] So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n[03:16.75] Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n[03:19.44] They can't hold our shit\n[03:20.80] Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n[03:24.46] All you niggas owe us alimony\n[03:26.21] All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n[03:29.87] On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n[03:33.43] Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n[03:36.18] From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n[03:37.91] With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n[03:40.74] Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n[03:44.32] Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n[03:46.51] I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[03:48.86] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[03:51.96] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[03:54.75] I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[03:58.31] I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[04:02.37] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n[04:08.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 07-ice_cube-spittin_pollaseeds_(feat._wc_and_kokane)\n artist: Ice Cube\n album: The Essentials\n duration_ms: 302659\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n start_ms: 32870\n end_ms: 34810\n- text: Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n start_ms: 34810\n end_ms: 37990\n- text: It's the muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n start_ms: 37990\n end_ms: 41630\n- text: To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n start_ms: 41630\n end_ms: 43420\n- text: Ice Cube, true emcee\n start_ms: 43420\n end_ms: 45670\n- text: Write everything I say, even back in the day\n start_ms: 45670\n end_ms: 48920\n- text: I'mma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n start_ms: 48920\n end_ms: 51230\n- text: You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n start_ms: 51230\n end_ms: 54440\n- text: If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n start_ms: 54440\n end_ms: 57130\n- text: Think you know the culture? 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hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe us alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n"},{"id":35211227,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube Feat․ WC & Kokane","albumName":"The Essentials","duration":303.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\nNigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a ho\nIce Cube, true MC\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approach the mic\nYou dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\nWho deserve five mics, who deserve two\nBut the niggas with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the streets\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nI ain't lyin'\nI got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\nAnd the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\nWe got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\nHe look like he's 35, he look like he's\nDrinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\nI need backup\nThis nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\nPistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\nCube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\nSo I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\nYellow tape all these niggas\nFuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe is alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\nI'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\nOff your face under the transmission\nNigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\nDub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nWhoever thou art art\nKnow that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\nShall not prosper\nJust to be a rap star\nIs not best in your return\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nI know a nigga that came to the club the other night\nThat had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\nIt was like that little coyote gray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube Feat․ WC & Kokane\n album: The Essentials\n duration_ms: 303000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\n Nigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n Ice Cube, true MC\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approach the mic\n You dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\n Who deserve five mics, who deserve two\n But the niggas with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the streets\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n I ain't lyin'\n I got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\n And the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\n We got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\n He look like he's 35, he look like he's\n Drinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\n I need backup\n This nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\n Pistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n Cube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\n So I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape all these niggas\n Fuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe is alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\n I'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\n Off your face under the transmission\n Nigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\n Dub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n Whoever thou art art\n Know that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\n Shall not prosper\n Just to be a rap star\n Is not best in your return\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n I know a nigga that came to the club the other night\n That had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\n It was like that little coyote gray\n"},{"id":39700506,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","trackName":"Spittin' Pollaseeds","artistName":"Ice Cube; Kokane; Dub C","albumName":"Laugh Now, Cry Later","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\nI'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\nNigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\nOf the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\nIt's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\nTo tell 'em how to fuck a ho\nIce Cube, true MC\nWrite everything I say, even back in the day\nI'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\nYou can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\nIf you got a backpack tryin' to act black\nThink you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approach the mic\nYou dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\nWho deserve five mics, who deserve two\nBut the niggas with two still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the streets\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood, take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nI ain't lyin'\nI got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\nAnd the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\nWe got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\nHe look like he's 35, he look like he's\nDrinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\nI need backup\nThis nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n(I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\nPistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\nCube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\nSo I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\nYellow tape all these niggas\nFuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe is alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\nI'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\nOff your face under the transmission\nNigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\nDub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nWhoever thou art art\nKnow that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\nShall not prosper\nJust to be a rap star\nIs not best in your return\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n'Cause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseed\nI crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\nI know a nigga that came to the club the other night\nThat had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\nIt was like that little coyote gray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds\n artist: Ice Cube; Kokane; Dub C\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 304840\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, some of y'all call 'em sunflower seeds\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, spittin' pollaseed at you, you know\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, these niggas is too salty\n I'm spittin' pollaseed, crack 'em one by one, make 'em choke\n\n Nigga ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the Muppet Show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n Ice Cube, true MC\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm 'bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture, you's a fuckin' vulture\n You never approach the mic\n You dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like\n Who deserve five mics, who deserve two\n But the niggas with two still can serve you\n This West Coast flow is different than the East\n But it ain't no different in the streets\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (Shake 'em in your hand)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy (Yeah)\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke, nigga\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n Here a pop, now your ass feelin' tingley\n Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n Put your rap careers up on eBay\n Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n When you see him in the hood, take it easy\n If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n I ain't lyin'\n I got pulled over by the police and I had some pollaseeds in my hand\n And the police pulled me over and said, \"2017\n We got a young black nigga over here, age of 18\n He look like he's 35, he look like he's\n Drinkin' a Hennessy and a Sprite every night\n I need backup\n This nigga might have a.22 with duct tape on the handle\"\n (I'm spittin' pollaseed)\n\n Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the tipper\n Pistol gripper, skip skipper, runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n Cube funny to live like Odom to Kobe\n So I can floss and Crip walk on these niggas\n Yellow tape all these niggas\n Fuck all these salty niggas that can't hold our shit\n Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n All you niggas owe is alimony\n All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n On your club raps, I'm pissin', talk shit\n I'll knock your Kool Moe Dee glasses\n Off your face under the transmission\n Nigga from the Westside fuckin' up the program\n With the surplus hangie hangin' out the Boham\n Dub sizzler, tippin' on them 'ronics and D's\n Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n Whoever thou art art\n Know that ye who walk through the valley of shadow of death\n Shall not prosper\n Just to be a rap star\n Is not best in your return\n\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n 'Cause the salt might make you choke\n I'm spittin' pollaseed\n I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy\n Because these niggas is salty, they'll make you choke-oh-oke\n\n I know a nigga that came to the club the other night\n That had an outfit on that was the same color as a sunflower seed\n It was like that little coyote gray\n"},{"id":10152894,"name":"Spittin' Pollaseeds feat. 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You's a fuckin' vulture\nYou never approached a mic\nYou're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\nWho deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2\nBut the nigga with 2 still can serve you\nThis West Coast flow is different than the East\nBut it ain't no different in the street\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\n(I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\nIn case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\nWhen I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\nThey don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\nNo comprende, me no speak no Engle\nHere (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingley\nNow you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\nDon't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\nJumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\nPut your rap careers up on eBay\nCrazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\nBaby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\nI got a big brother nicknamed CJ\nWhen you see him in the hood take it easy\nIf you a breezy, take him to the heezy\nDo him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\nI crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\nOh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n\nQuick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\nPistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror\nReady to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\nCube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\nSo I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\nYellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\nThey can't hold our shit\nGangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\nAll you niggas owe us alimony\nAll you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\nOn your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\nOff your face under the transmission, nigga\nFrom the Westside fuckin' up the program\nWith the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\nDub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\nSpittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\nCause the salt might make you choke\nI'm spittin' pollaseeds\nI crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\nBecause these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh","syncedLyrics":"[00:32.87] Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n[00:34.81] Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n[00:37.99] It's the muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n[00:41.63] To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n[00:43.42] Ice Cube, true emcee\n[00:45.67] Write everything I say, even back in the day\n[00:48.92] I'mma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n[00:51.23] You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n[00:54.44] If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n[00:57.13] Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture\n[00:59.89] You never approached a mic\n[01:01.69] You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like\n[01:03.49] Who deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2\n[01:07.46] But the nigga with 2 still can serve you\n[01:09.66] This West Coast flow is different than the East\n[01:12.54] But it ain't no different in the street\n[01:15.74] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[01:18.04] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[01:20.73] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[01:23.67] (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[01:25.98] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[01:31.30] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n[01:34.44] Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up\n[01:36.20] I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch\n[01:39.97] In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche\n[01:42.16] When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish\n[01:45.37] They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish\n[01:47.67] No comprende, me no speak no Engle\n[01:50.33] Here (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingley\n[01:53.00] Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley\n[01:56.23] Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray\n[01:58.90] Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me\n[02:01.62] Put your rap careers up on eBay\n[02:04.33] Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ\n[02:06.54] Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ\n[02:10.24] I got a big brother nicknamed CJ\n[02:12.01] When you see him in the hood take it easy\n[02:14.76] If you a breezy, take him to the heezy\n[02:17.48] Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy\n[02:20.16] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:22.90] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[02:25.67] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[02:28.35] I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:31.08] I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[02:35.54] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke\n[02:39.12] Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)\n[02:52.62] Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper\n[03:06.28] Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror\n[03:09.07] Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies\n[03:11.74] Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe\n[03:14.46] So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas\n[03:16.75] Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas\n[03:19.44] They can't hold our shit\n[03:20.80] Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit\n[03:24.46] All you niggas owe us alimony\n[03:26.21] All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli\n[03:29.87] On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses\n[03:33.43] Off your face under the transmission, nigga\n[03:36.18] From the Westside fuckin' up the program\n[03:37.91] With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham\n[03:40.74] Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's\n[03:44.32] Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds\n[03:46.51] I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[03:48.86] I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[03:51.96] Cause the salt might make you choke\n[03:54.75] I'm spittin' pollaseeds\n[03:58.31] I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy\n[04:02.37] Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh\n[04:08.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Spittin' Pollaseeds feat. 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Dub C & Kokane\n album: Laugh Now, Cry Later\n duration_ms: 305000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back\n Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap\n It's the muppet show, most niggas need A&R\n To tell 'em how to fuck a ho\n Ice Cube, true emcee\n Write everything I say, even back in the day\n I'mma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick\n You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme\n If you got a backpack tryin' to act black\n Think you know the culture? 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