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To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.02] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.41] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.45] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.54] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.88] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.75] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.59] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.62] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.48] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.63] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.58] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.35] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.43] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.47] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.07] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.15] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.06] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.76] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.45] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.36] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.12] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.03] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.95] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.54] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.98] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.23] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.74] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.10] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.68] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.77] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.02] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.41] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.45] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.54] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.88] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.75] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.59] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.62] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.48] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.63] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.58] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.35] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.43] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.47] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.07] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.15] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.06] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.76] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.45] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.36] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.12] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.03] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.95] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.54] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.98] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.23] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.74] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.10] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.68] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.77] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":31201323,"name":"Feelin' It","trackName":"Feelin' It","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Jay-Z Collection","duration":227.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\nCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\nBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\nOn my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n\nTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\nAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\nSince diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\nMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n\nWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\nI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\nIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\nNobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n\nI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\nThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\nJiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\nIf y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nEven if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\nI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\nWhere you disappear son?\nMaintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\nI'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\nNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\nI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\nWarmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\nYa Feelin' it? To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.02] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.41] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.45] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.54] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.88] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.75] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.59] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.62] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.48] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.63] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.58] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.35] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.43] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.47] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.07] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.15] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.06] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.76] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.45] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.36] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.12] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.03] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.95] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.54] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.98] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.23] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.74] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.10] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.68] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.77] Ya Feelin' it? 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bust it\n These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n Where you disappear son?\n Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\n I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\n Ya Feelin' it? To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":39279849,"name":"Brooklyns Finest (Feat. 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(Uh)\nFuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh!)\nPillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo!)\nShoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mm-hmm)\nFuck a tussle, nickel-plated\nSprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (ha-ha)\nMost hated\n\nCan't fade it (uh)\nWhile y'all pump, willie (what?), I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)\nScared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)\nBut on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli\nSqueezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him\n\"What's ya name?\"\n\nWho shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)\nPeruvians tried to do me in (word), I ain't paid them yet\nTryna push 700's, they ain't made them yet\nRolex and bracelets is frostbit (frostbit), rings too\nNiggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who!? Motherfucker!\n\nJAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all!\n(Marcy) that's right, you don't stop!\n(Bed-Stuy) uh-huh, you won't stop! (Nigga!)\nWhat, what, what?\n\nJAY-Z, Big Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers\nBrooklyn represent y'all, hit, you fold\nYou crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?\nI'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV\nJigga JAY-Z\nBiggie, baby (uh)\nMy Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious\nFuck three wishes, made my road to riches\nFrom 62's, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)\nGram choppin', police van dockin'\nD's at my doors knockin' (what?)\nKeep rockin', yeah!\nNo more Mr. Nice Guy, I twist ya shit\nThe fuck back with the pistols blazin'!\nHot like Cajun (uh)\nHotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn\nWith New York plates outside\nGet up out of there, fuck your ride!\n\nKeep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)\nHere comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White\nNeed the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)\nChill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me\nYou're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy\nYou ain't harmin' me, so pardon me\nPass the safe, before I blaze the place\nAnd here's six shots just in case\n(Brooklyn-lyn-lyn)\n\nJAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all!\n(Crown Heights, uh) you don't stop!\n(Brownsville) you won't stop! (Nigga!)\n(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, haha)\nJAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n(Where we from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all\n(Bushwick) you don't stop!\n(Fort Greene) you won't stop! (Niggas)\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nFor '96, the only MC with a flu\nYeah, I rhyme sick, I be what you're tryin' to do\nMade a fortune off Peru, extradite, China White, heroin\nNigga, please, like short sleeves, I bear arms (um)\nStay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone! (Uh)\nMe and Gutta had two spots\nThe two-for-five dollar hits, the blue tops (uh-huh)\nGotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin' too hot\nIf Faith have twins, she'd probably have two Pacs (uh)\nGet it? 2 Pac's? (Uh, uh, uh)\n\nTime to separate the pros from the cons\n(And the.) the platinum from the bronze\nThat butter-soft shit from that leather on the Fonz (uh)\nA S1 diamond from a I class don\nA Chandon sipper from a Rosé nigga, huh?\nBrook-Nam, sippin' on\nCristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather (uh)\nThe M.A.F.I.A. keep cannons in they Marc Buchanan's (uh)\nUsually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow\nTossin' ya, mad slugs through your Nautica\nI'm warnin' ya! (Ha, what the fuck?)\n\nJAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all!\n(Flatbush) you don't stop!\n(Red Hook) that's right, you won't stop! (Nigga!) Hahaha!\n(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)\nJAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers!\n(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all!\n(East New York) you don't stop!\n(Clinton Hill, uh-huh) you won't stop! (Nigga!)\n(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)\nIs Brooklyn in the house?\n\nUh, Roc-A-Fella, y'all\nJunior M.A.F.I.A.\nSupermen clique\nBrooklyn's Finest, you rewind this\nRepresentin' BK to the fullest","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.15]Okay, I'm reloaded\n[00:06.44]You motherfuckers think you big time?\n[00:09.15]Fuckin' with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time\n[00:12.87]Here come \"The Pain\"\n[00:15.89]\n[00:22.47]Jigga (Jigga)\n[00:23.14]Bigga (Bigga)\n[00:23.87]Nigga, how you figure? (How you figure?)\n[00:25.67]Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:28.08]Ayo, peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)\n[00:30.33]The number one question is can the Feds get us? (Uh-huh)\n[00:32.83]I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)\n[00:35.78]And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas\n[00:37.56]Take that wit' ya!\n[00:38.72]Hit ya! Back-split ya! (Uh)\n[00:40.57]Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh!)\n[00:42.62]Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo!)\n[00:45.06]Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mm-hmm)\n[00:46.90]Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated\n[00:48.77]Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (ha-ha)\n[00:51.23]Most hated\n[00:51.96]Can't fade it (uh)\n[00:52.76]While y'all pump, willie (what?), I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)\n[00:55.31]Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)\n[00:57.89]But on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli\n[01:00.03]Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him\n[01:03.22]\"What's ya name?\"\n[01:04.47]Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)\n[01:06.93]Peruvians tried to do me in (word), I ain't paid them yet\n[01:10.03]Tryna push 700's, they ain't made them yet\n[01:13.04]Rolex and bracelets is frostbit (frostbit), rings too\n[01:15.33]Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who!? Motherfucker!\n[01:17.50]JAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n[01:20.10](Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all!\n[01:22.79](Marcy) that's right, you don't stop!\n[01:25.66](Bed-Stuy) uh-huh, you won't stop! 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(Niggas)\n start_ms: 168760\n end_ms: 170850\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 170850\n end_ms: 172640\n- text: For '96, the only MC with a flu\n start_ms: 172640\n end_ms: 174900\n- text: Yeah, I rhyme sick, I be what you're tryin' to do\n start_ms: 174900\n end_ms: 177660\n- text: Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, China White, heroin\n start_ms: 177660\n end_ms: 180710\n- text: Nigga, please, like short sleeves, I bear arms (um)\n start_ms: 180710\n end_ms: 183070\n- text: Stay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone! (Uh)\n start_ms: 183070\n end_ms: 186030\n- text: Me and Gutta had two spots\n start_ms: 186030\n end_ms: 187780\n- text: The two-for-five dollar hits, the blue tops (uh-huh)\n start_ms: 187780\n end_ms: 190110\n- text: Gotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin' too hot\n start_ms: 190110\n end_ms: 192840\n- text: If Faith have twins, she'd probably have two Pacs (uh)\n start_ms: 192840\n end_ms: 194920\n- text: Get it? 2 Pac's? 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(Uh-huh)\n I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)\n And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas\n Take that wit' ya!\n\n Hit ya! Back-split ya! (Uh)\n Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh!)\n Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo!)\n Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mm-hmm)\n Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated\n Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (ha-ha)\n Most hated\n\n Can't fade it (uh)\n While y'all pump, willie (what?), I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)\n Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)\n But on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli\n Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him\n \"What's ya name?\"\n\n Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)\n Peruvians tried to do me in (word), I ain't paid them yet\n Tryna push 700's, they ain't made them yet\n Rolex and bracelets is frostbit (frostbit), rings too\n Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who!? Motherfucker!\n\n JAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n (Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all!\n (Marcy) that's right, you don't stop!\n (Bed-Stuy) uh-huh, you won't stop! (Nigga!)\n What, what, what?\n\n JAY-Z, Big Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers\n Brooklyn represent y'all, hit, you fold\n You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?\n I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV\n Jigga JAY-Z\n Biggie, baby (uh)\n My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious\n Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches\n From 62's, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)\n Gram choppin', police van dockin'\n D's at my doors knockin' (what?)\n Keep rockin', yeah!\n No more Mr. Nice Guy, I twist ya shit\n The fuck back with the pistols blazin'!\n Hot like Cajun (uh)\n Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn\n With New York plates outside\n Get up out of there, fuck your ride!\n\n Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)\n Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White\n Need the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)\n Chill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me\n You're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy\n You ain't harmin' me, so pardon me\n Pass the safe, before I blaze the place\n And here's six shots just in case\n (Brooklyn-lyn-lyn)\n\n JAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n (Where you from?) 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(Uh, uh, uh)\n\n Time to separate the pros from the cons\n (And the.) the platinum from the bronze\n That butter-soft shit from that leather on the Fonz (uh)\n A S1 diamond from a I class don\n A Chandon sipper from a Rosé nigga, huh?\n Brook-Nam, sippin' on\n Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather (uh)\n The M.A.F.I.A. keep cannons in they Marc Buchanan's (uh)\n Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow\n Tossin' ya, mad slugs through your Nautica\n I'm warnin' ya! (Ha, what the fuck?)\n\n JAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit ya drawers!\n (Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all!\n (Flatbush) you don't stop!\n (Red Hook) that's right, you won't stop! (Nigga!) Hahaha!\n (Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)\n JAY-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers!\n (Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all!\n (East New York) you don't stop!\n (Clinton Hill, uh-huh) you won't stop! (Nigga!)\n (Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)\n Is Brooklyn in the house?\n\n Uh, Roc-A-Fella, y'all\n Junior M.A.F.I.A.\n Supermen clique\n Brooklyn's Finest, you rewind this\n Representin' BK to the fullest\n"},{"id":3730546,"name":"Feelin’ It","trackName":"Feelin’ It","artistName":"JAY‐Z","albumName":"Reasonable Doubt","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\nCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\nBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\nOn my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n\nTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\nAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\nSince diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\nMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n\nWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\nI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\nIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\nNobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n\nI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\nThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\nJiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\nIf y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nEven if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\nI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\nWhere you disappear son?\nMaintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\nI'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\nNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\nI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\nWarmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\nYa Feelin' it? To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.63] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.09] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.48] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.47] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.55] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.80] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.73] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.54] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.66] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.49] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.68] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.50] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.39] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.46] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.44] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.09] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.19] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.03] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.70] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.46] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.39] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.17] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.04] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.90] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.51] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.99] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.21] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.70] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.13] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.65] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.70] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":9040017,"name":"Feelin' It","trackName":"Feelin' It","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Reasonable Doubt","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ha ha, ha ha\nWhat? 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To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.63] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.09] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.48] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.47] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.55] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.80] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.73] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.54] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.66] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.49] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.68] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.50] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.39] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.46] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.44] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.09] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.19] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.03] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.70] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.46] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.39] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.17] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.04] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.90] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.51] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.99] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.21] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.70] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.13] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.65] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.70] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":29676732,"name":"Feelin’ It","trackName":"Feelin’ It","artistName":"Jay‐Z","albumName":"Original Album Classics","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\nCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\nBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\nOn my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n\nTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\nAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\nSince diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\nMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n\nWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\nI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\nIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\nNobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n\nI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\nThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\nJiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\nIf y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nEven if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\nI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\nWhere you disappear son?\nMaintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\nI'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\nNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\nI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\nWarmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\nYa Feelin' it? To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.63] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.09] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.48] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.47] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.55] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.80] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.73] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.54] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.66] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.49] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.68] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.50] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.39] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.46] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.44] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.09] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.19] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.03] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.70] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.46] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.39] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.17] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.04] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.90] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.51] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.99] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.21] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.70] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.13] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.65] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.70] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":30279715,"name":"Feelin' It","trackName":"Feelin' It","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"twann's summer madness","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\nCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\nBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\nOn my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n\nTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\nAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\nSince diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\nMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n\nWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\nI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\nIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\nNobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n\nI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\nThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\nJiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\nIf y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nEven if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\nI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\nWhere you disappear son?\nMaintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\nI'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\nNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\nI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\nWarmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\nYa Feelin' it? To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.02] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.41] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.45] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.54] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.88] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.75] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.59] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.62] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.48] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.63] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.58] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.35] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.43] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.47] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.07] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.15] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.06] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.76] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.45] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.36] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.12] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.03] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.95] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.54] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.98] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.23] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.74] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.10] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.68] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.77] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":19754804,"name":"Feelin' It","trackName":"Feelin' It","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"The Black Instrumentals","duration":140.956735,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\nCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\nBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\nOn my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n\nTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\nAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\nSince diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\nMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n\nWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\nI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\nIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\nNobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n\nI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\nThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\nJiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\nIf y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nEven if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\nI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\nWhere you disappear son?\nMaintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\nI'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\nNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\nI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\nWarmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\nYa Feelin' it? To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.02] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.41] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.45] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.54] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.88] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.75] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.59] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.62] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.48] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.63] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.58] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.35] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.43] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.47] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.07] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.15] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.06] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.76] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.45] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.36] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.12] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.03] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.95] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.54] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.98] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.23] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.74] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.10] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.68] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.77] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"},{"id":19423720,"name":"Feelin' It","trackName":"Feelin' It","artistName":"Jaÿ‐Z","albumName":"Reasonable Doubt","duration":233.9345,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\nCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\nBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\nOn my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n\nTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\nAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\nSince diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\nMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n\nWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\nI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\nIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\nNobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n\nI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\nThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\nJiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\nIf y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nEven if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\nI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\nWhere you disappear son?\nMaintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n\nI'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\nNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\nI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\nWarmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n\nYa Feelin' it? To all the girls\nI bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\nNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\nAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\nAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\nThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\nThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nWhat y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\nThe Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\nI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\nSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\nThose nightmares mom\nThose dreams you say you got give me the chills\nBut these mils make me hot y'all feel me\nEnough to stop the illin' right?\n\nBut at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\nI'm so confused\nOkay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\nLook I don't need that now\n\nIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\nThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\nI get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\nI free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\nTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\nIt got me goin' shit\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\nFeelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\nI'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\nFeelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\nI'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.63] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[00:15.09] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[00:17.48] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[00:20.47] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[00:22.55] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin' it\n[00:24.80] Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin' it\n[00:27.73] Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this\n[00:30.54] On my back the fliest clothes lookin' ill and shit\n[00:33.66] Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch\n[00:36.49] And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick\n[00:40.68] Since diapers had nothin' to live for like them lifers but\n[00:43.50] Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher\n[00:46.39] We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up\n[00:49.46] I bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up\n[00:52.44] If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged\n[00:55.09] Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches\n[00:58.19] I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it\n[01:01.03] These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it\n[01:03.70] Jiggy jigger lookin' gully in the joint\n[01:06.46] If y'all niggas ain't talkin' 'bout large money what's the point?\n[01:09.39] I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n[01:12.17] Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n[01:15.09] I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n[01:18.04] Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n[01:19.90] Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin'\n[01:22.51] I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin' what shorty\n[01:25.99] Where you disappear son?\n[01:27.21] Maintainin' puttin' myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in\n[01:31.12] I'm livin' the ill streets blues got you hunger painin'\n[01:33.70] Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin' fool\n[01:38.13] I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin'\n[01:40.65] Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and\n[01:43.70] Ya Feelin' it? 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To all the girls\n I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks\n No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit\n 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit\n\n And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit\n And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit\n Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit\n These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?\n The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch\n I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop\n Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot\n\n Those nightmares mom\n Those dreams you say you got give me the chills\n But these mils make me hot y'all feel me\n Enough to stop the illin' right?\n\n But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight\n I'm so confused\n Okay I'm gettin' weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself\n Look I don't need that now\n\n It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and\n The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through\n I get to zonin', me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin'\n I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin'\n\n Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man\n It got me goin' shit\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin' up on the set\n I'm feelin' it through the high that you get from the lye\n Feelin' it if you feel it raise your L in the sky\n\n I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet\n"}]