[{"id":32805695,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Jay Z -  live from madisons","duration":78.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Jay Z -  live from madisons\n  duration_ms: 78000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  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Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":24970509,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay Z","albumName":"Jay Z-B Sides Concert Mixtape","duration":240.796735,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay Z\n  album: Jay Z-B Sides Concert Mixtape\n  duration_ms: 240797\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  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Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":32550159,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Mark Ronson & Jay-Z-Fade To Bl","duration":78.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Mark Ronson & Jay-Z-Fade To Bl\n  duration_ms: 78000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111020\n- text: Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  start_ms: 111020\n  end_ms: 113570\n- text: Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  start_ms: 113570\n  end_ms: 116130\n- text: Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  start_ms: 116130\n  end_ms: 119250\n- text: Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  start_ms: 119250\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: You see I live for the love of the street\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 123340\n- text: Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  start_ms: 123340\n  end_ms: 124760\n- text: Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  start_ms: 124760\n  end_ms: 126600\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  start_ms: 126600\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: Furthermore ma\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134900\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 134900\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142240\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142240\n  end_ms: 145080\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 145080\n  end_ms: 147520\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147520\n  end_ms: 150000\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 150000\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 157180\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157180\n  end_ms: 159790\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159790\n  end_ms: 162270\n- text: Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162270\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 167490\n- text: Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":37399570,"name":"Jay-Z / So Ghetto","trackName":"Jay-Z / So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3... Life And Times Of S. Carter","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.58] Back at'cha\n[00:04.46] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.60] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.33] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.30] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.92] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.50] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.16] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.47] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.72] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.07] Yo\n[00:34.88] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.40] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.98] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.40] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.61] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.31] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.38] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.41] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.56] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.35] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.35] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.88] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.02] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.42] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.93] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.28] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.63] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.10] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.63] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.89] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.47] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.95] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.99] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.54] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.17] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.66] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.35] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.93] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.45] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.94] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.50] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.57] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.32] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.49] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.85] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.21] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.74] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.21] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.17] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.19] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.29] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.82] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.36] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.94] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.40] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.69] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.23] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.78] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.36] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.92] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.80] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.17] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.66] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.25] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.72] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.65] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.00] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.58] I'm hot!\n[03:17.77] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.18] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.64] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.29] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.46] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.61] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.86] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.85] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.73] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.48] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.54] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.19] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Jay-Z / So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Vol. 3... 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 26160\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31470\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31470\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34070\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34070\n  end_ms: 34880\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34880\n  end_ms: 37400\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37400\n  end_ms: 39980\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39980\n  end_ms: 42400\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42400\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47610\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47610\n  end_ms: 50310\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50310\n  end_ms: 53380\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174920\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174920\n  end_ms: 177800\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177800\n  end_ms: 180170\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180170\n  end_ms: 182660\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182660\n  end_ms: 185250\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185250\n  end_ms: 187720\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187720\n  end_ms: 190650\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190650\n  end_ms: 193000\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193000\n  end_ms: 195580\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195580\n  end_ms: 197770\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197770\n  end_ms: 201180\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201180\n  end_ms: 203640\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203640\n  end_ms: 206290\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206290\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211460\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211460\n  end_ms: 214170\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214170\n  end_ms: 216610\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216610\n  end_ms: 218860\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218860\n  end_ms: 223850\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223850\n  end_ms: 225730\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225730\n  end_ms: 228480\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228480\n  end_ms: 233540\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233540\n  end_ms: 238190\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238190\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":15789949,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol.3... The Life And Times Of S. Carter - Jay-Z","duration":240.587755,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Vol.3... 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174960\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174960\n  end_ms: 177770\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177770\n  end_ms: 180150\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180150\n  end_ms: 182620\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182620\n  end_ms: 185280\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185280\n  end_ms: 187730\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187730\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195520\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195520\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 201190\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201190\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 214110\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214110\n  end_ms: 216690\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216690\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225740\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225740\n  end_ms: 228410\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228410\n  end_ms: 233570\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233570\n  end_ms: 238110\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238110\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":26419335,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"There Can Be Only One: The Real Best Of Jay-Z","duration":81.128583,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: 'There Can Be Only One: The Real Best Of Jay-Z'\n  duration_ms: 81129\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111020\n- text: Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  start_ms: 111020\n  end_ms: 113570\n- text: Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  start_ms: 113570\n  end_ms: 116130\n- text: Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  start_ms: 116130\n  end_ms: 119250\n- text: Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  start_ms: 119250\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: You see I live for the love of the street\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 123340\n- text: Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  start_ms: 123340\n  end_ms: 124760\n- text: Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  start_ms: 124760\n  end_ms: 126600\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  start_ms: 126600\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: Furthermore ma\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134900\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 134900\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142240\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142240\n  end_ms: 145080\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 145080\n  end_ms: 147520\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147520\n  end_ms: 150000\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 150000\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 157180\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157180\n  end_ms: 159790\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159790\n  end_ms: 162270\n- text: Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162270\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 167490\n- text: Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":3626205,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"JAY‐Z","albumName":"Vol. 3… Life and Times of S. Carter","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: JAY‐Z\n  album: Vol. 3… Life and Times of S. Carter\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 1540\n  end_ms: 4490\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 4490\n  end_ms: 7060\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7060\n  end_ms: 10620\n- text: History in the makin'\n  start_ms: 10620\n  end_ms: 13180\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13180\n  end_ms: 15320\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 15320\n  end_ms: 18360\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 18360\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21080\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  start_ms: 21080\n  end_ms: 22930\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 22930\n  end_ms: 24560\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24560\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174960\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174960\n  end_ms: 177770\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177770\n  end_ms: 180150\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180150\n  end_ms: 182620\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182620\n  end_ms: 185280\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185280\n  end_ms: 187730\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187730\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195520\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195520\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 201190\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201190\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 214110\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214110\n  end_ms: 216690\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216690\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225740\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225740\n  end_ms: 228410\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228410\n  end_ms: 233570\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233570\n  end_ms: 238110\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238110\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":3984570,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3... Life & Times Of S. Carter","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Vol. 3... 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":6308006,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol.3... The Life And Times Of S. Carter","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Vol.3... 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  start_ms: 53390\n  end_ms: 55470\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55470\n  end_ms: 58570\n- text: You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 58570\n  end_ms: 60330\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60330\n  end_ms: 61740\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61740\n  end_ms: 63340\n- text: He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63340\n  end_ms: 65820\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  start_ms: 65820\n  end_ms: 68070\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 68070\n  end_ms: 70480\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70480\n  end_ms: 72900\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72900\n  end_ms: 76250\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76250\n  end_ms: 78600\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride 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start_ms: 131730\n  end_ms: 133220\n- text: Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 133220\n  end_ms: 135180\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 135180\n  end_ms: 137170\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137170\n  end_ms: 139550\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139550\n  end_ms: 142260\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142260\n  end_ms: 144850\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 144850\n  end_ms: 147340\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147340\n  end_ms: 149800\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 149800\n  end_ms: 152370\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152370\n  end_ms: 154910\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 154910\n  end_ms: 157470\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  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Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174960\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174960\n  end_ms: 177770\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177770\n  end_ms: 180150\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180150\n  end_ms: 182620\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182620\n  end_ms: 185280\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185280\n  end_ms: 187730\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187730\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195520\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195520\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 201190\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201190\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 214110\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214110\n  end_ms: 216690\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216690\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225740\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225740\n  end_ms: 228410\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228410\n  end_ms: 233570\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233570\n  end_ms: 238110\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238110\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":551018,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3... Life And Times Of S. Carter","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Vol. 3... 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Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":30020955,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3, Life And Times Of S. Carter (Deluxe)","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Vol. 3, Life And Times Of S. 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Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":30317254,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"JAY‐Z","albumName":"Vol. 3… Life and Times of S. Carter","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: JAY‐Z\n  album: Vol. 3… Life and Times of S. 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":33213187,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"JAY-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3... Life And Times Of S. Carter","duration":256.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: JAY-Z\n  album: Vol. 3... 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111020\n- text: Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  start_ms: 111020\n  end_ms: 113570\n- text: Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  start_ms: 113570\n  end_ms: 116130\n- text: Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  start_ms: 116130\n  end_ms: 119250\n- text: Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  start_ms: 119250\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: You see I live for the love of the street\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 123340\n- text: Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  start_ms: 123340\n  end_ms: 124760\n- text: Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  start_ms: 124760\n  end_ms: 126600\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  start_ms: 126600\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: Furthermore ma\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134900\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 134900\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142240\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142240\n  end_ms: 145080\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 145080\n  end_ms: 147520\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147520\n  end_ms: 150000\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 150000\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 157180\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157180\n  end_ms: 159790\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159790\n  end_ms: 162270\n- text: Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162270\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 167490\n- text: Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":33007460,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"JAY‐Z","albumName":"Vol. 3… Life and Times of S. Carter","duration":244.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: JAY‐Z\n  album: Vol. 3… Life and Times of S. Carter\n  duration_ms: 244000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 1540\n  end_ms: 4490\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 4490\n  end_ms: 7060\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7060\n  end_ms: 10620\n- text: History in the makin'\n  start_ms: 10620\n  end_ms: 13180\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13180\n  end_ms: 15320\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 15320\n  end_ms: 18360\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 18360\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21080\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  start_ms: 21080\n  end_ms: 22930\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 22930\n  end_ms: 24560\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24560\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174960\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174960\n  end_ms: 177770\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177770\n  end_ms: 180150\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180150\n  end_ms: 182620\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182620\n  end_ms: 185280\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185280\n  end_ms: 187730\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187730\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195520\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195520\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 201190\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201190\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 214110\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214110\n  end_ms: 216690\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216690\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225740\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225740\n  end_ms: 228410\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228410\n  end_ms: 233570\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233570\n  end_ms: 238110\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238110\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":32443858,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Japan Bonus CD]","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: 'Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Japan Bonus CD]'\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111020\n- text: Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  start_ms: 111020\n  end_ms: 113570\n- text: Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  start_ms: 113570\n  end_ms: 116130\n- text: Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  start_ms: 116130\n  end_ms: 119250\n- text: Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  start_ms: 119250\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: You see I live for the love of the street\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 123340\n- text: Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  start_ms: 123340\n  end_ms: 124760\n- text: Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  start_ms: 124760\n  end_ms: 126600\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  start_ms: 126600\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: Furthermore ma\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134900\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 134900\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142240\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142240\n  end_ms: 145080\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 145080\n  end_ms: 147520\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147520\n  end_ms: 150000\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 150000\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 157180\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157180\n  end_ms: 159790\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159790\n  end_ms: 162270\n- text: Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162270\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 167490\n- text: Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":32712609,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"JAY-Z","albumName":"Volume. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: JAY-Z\n  album: Volume. 3... 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Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; 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Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":32547901,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Tidal B-Sides","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: Tidal B-Sides\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111020\n- text: Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  start_ms: 111020\n  end_ms: 113570\n- text: Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  start_ms: 113570\n  end_ms: 116130\n- text: Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  start_ms: 116130\n  end_ms: 119250\n- text: Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  start_ms: 119250\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: You see I live for the love of the street\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 123340\n- text: Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  start_ms: 123340\n  end_ms: 124760\n- text: Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  start_ms: 124760\n  end_ms: 126600\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  start_ms: 126600\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: Furthermore ma\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134900\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 134900\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142240\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142240\n  end_ms: 145080\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 145080\n  end_ms: 147520\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147520\n  end_ms: 150000\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 150000\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 157180\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157180\n  end_ms: 159790\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159790\n  end_ms: 162270\n- text: Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162270\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 167490\n- text: Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":31188521,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Instrumental World V.39: DJ Premier Edition","duration":120.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the making\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-UHH\nYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\nJigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\nEver since I came through, niggaz got the impression\neverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\nit's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\nMy whole crew up in this muh'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\nYou'll be wearing a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin\nBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\nEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\nWomen been fuckin them HUH?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\nFurthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\njust two big guns that'll body your squad\nCould niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\nMagazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\ncause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\niller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot, hehehehe\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\nI'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\nHeheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] Back at'cha\n[00:05.02] How we do\n[00:07.08] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:11.06] History in the making\n[00:12.46] Let's go\n[00:16.01] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:17.42] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:18.88] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.06] Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n[00:22.52] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n[00:24.61] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:25.92] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n[00:29.91] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.21] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.64] Uh-huh-UHH\n[00:33.83] Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.15] Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n[00:39.79] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.23] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n[00:44.80] Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n[00:47.54] everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n[00:50.14] it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n[00:52.95] My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n[00:55.28] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:57.82] You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n[01:00.46] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.76] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.23] He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.67] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n[01:07.86] Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n[01:10.39] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.86] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.12] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.58] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[01:20.97] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.57] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.09] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.63] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.28] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.82] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:36.11] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.43] I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.06] So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n[01:43.46] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n[01:46.12] Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n[01:48.61] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.02] Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.57] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.13] Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n[01:59.25] Women been fuckin them HUH?\n[02:01.02] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.34] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:04.76] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.60] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.01] that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n[02:10.46] Furthermore ma\n[02:11.49] We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:14.90] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.61] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.24] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:25.08] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.52] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:30.00] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.80] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:35.33] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.18] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.79] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.27] Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.80] just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.49] Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n[02:50.03] Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n[02:52.61] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.98] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.53] Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.27] Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n[03:02.58] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.18] cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.75] I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n[03:10.46] iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n[03:12.98] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.57] I'm hot, hehehehe\n[03:17.92] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.09] \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.42] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.09] \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.47] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.04] \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:33.61] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.26] \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:39.06] I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:44.12] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:46.14] Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:49.17] Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:54.00] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n[03:59.20] Brooklyn, yeah","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: 'Instrumental World V.39: DJ Premier Edition'\n  duration_ms: 120000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 2010\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 7080\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7080\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: History in the making\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 16010\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 16010\n  end_ms: 17420\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 17420\n  end_ms: 18880\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 18880\n  end_ms: 21060\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  start_ms: 21060\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 24610\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24610\n  end_ms: 25920\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  start_ms: 25920\n  end_ms: 29910\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29910\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 32640\n- text: Uh-huh-UHH\n  start_ms: 32640\n  end_ms: 33830\n- text: Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 33830\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42230\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  start_ms: 42230\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47540\n- text: everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  start_ms: 47540\n  end_ms: 50140\n- text: it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  start_ms: 50140\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 55280\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55280\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60460\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60460\n  end_ms: 61760\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61760\n  end_ms: 63230\n- text: He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63230\n  end_ms: 65670\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  start_ms: 65670\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72860\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72860\n  end_ms: 76120\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76120\n  end_ms: 78580\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78580\n  end_ms: 80970\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 80970\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88630\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88630\n  end_ms: 91280\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91280\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 101060\n- text: So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  start_ms: 101060\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111020\n- text: Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  start_ms: 111020\n  end_ms: 113570\n- text: Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  start_ms: 113570\n  end_ms: 116130\n- text: Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  start_ms: 116130\n  end_ms: 119250\n- text: Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  start_ms: 119250\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: You see I live for the love of the street\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 123340\n- text: Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  start_ms: 123340\n  end_ms: 124760\n- text: Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  start_ms: 124760\n  end_ms: 126600\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  start_ms: 126600\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: Furthermore ma\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134900\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 134900\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142240\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142240\n  end_ms: 145080\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 145080\n  end_ms: 147520\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147520\n  end_ms: 150000\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 150000\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 157180\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157180\n  end_ms: 159790\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159790\n  end_ms: 162270\n- text: Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162270\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 167490\n- text: Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  start_ms: 167490\n  end_ms: 170030\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  start_ms: 170030\n  end_ms: 172610\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172610\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180270\n- text: Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180270\n  end_ms: 182580\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182580\n  end_ms: 185180\n- text: cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  start_ms: 185180\n  end_ms: 187750\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187750\n  end_ms: 190460\n- text: iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  start_ms: 190460\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 195570\n- text: I'm hot, hehehehe\n  start_ms: 195570\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 201090\n- text: '\"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201090\n  end_ms: 203420\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203420\n  end_ms: 206090\n- text: '\"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206090\n  end_ms: 208470\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208470\n  end_ms: 211040\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211040\n  end_ms: 213610\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 213610\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: '\"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 224120\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 224120\n  end_ms: 226140\n- text: Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 226140\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 234000\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  start_ms: 234000\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 239200\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the making\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-UHH\n  Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression\n  everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin\n  it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin\n  My whole crew up in this muh'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  You'll be wearing a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you back off\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n  Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em\n  Women been fuckin them HUH?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit\n  Furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  Could niggaz be scheamin on me?  Probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke nigga?  Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist\n  iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in \"Menace\"\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot, hehehehe\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well\" \"by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me\" \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n  I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":31039192,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"JAY‐Z","albumName":"Anything","duration":296.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: JAY‐Z\n  album: Anything\n  duration_ms: 296000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 1540\n  end_ms: 4490\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 4490\n  end_ms: 7060\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7060\n  end_ms: 10620\n- text: History in the makin'\n  start_ms: 10620\n  end_ms: 13180\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13180\n  end_ms: 15320\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 15320\n  end_ms: 18360\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 18360\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21080\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  start_ms: 21080\n  end_ms: 22930\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 22930\n  end_ms: 24560\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24560\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  start_ms: 53390\n  end_ms: 55470\n- text: We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n  start_ms: 55470\n  end_ms: 58570\n- text: You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  start_ms: 58570\n  end_ms: 60330\n- text: I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  start_ms: 60330\n  end_ms: 61740\n- text: The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  start_ms: 61740\n  end_ms: 63340\n- text: He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  start_ms: 63340\n  end_ms: 65820\n- text: Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  start_ms: 65820\n  end_ms: 68070\n- text: Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  start_ms: 68070\n  end_ms: 70480\n- text: We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  start_ms: 70480\n  end_ms: 72900\n- text: Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n  start_ms: 72900\n  end_ms: 76250\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 76250\n  end_ms: 78600\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78600\n  end_ms: 81170\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 81170\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86380\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86380\n  end_ms: 88880\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88880\n  end_ms: 91430\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91430\n  end_ms: 93900\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93900\n  end_ms: 95930\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 95930\n  end_ms: 98510\n- text: I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98510\n  end_ms: 101120\n- text: So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  start_ms: 101120\n  end_ms: 103630\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103630\n  end_ms: 106340\n- 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start_ms: 131730\n  end_ms: 133220\n- text: Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  start_ms: 133220\n  end_ms: 135180\n- text: Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n  start_ms: 135180\n  end_ms: 137170\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 137170\n  end_ms: 139550\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 139550\n  end_ms: 142260\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 142260\n  end_ms: 144850\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 144850\n  end_ms: 147340\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 147340\n  end_ms: 149800\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 149800\n  end_ms: 152370\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 152370\n  end_ms: 154910\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 154910\n  end_ms: 157470\n- text: I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  start_ms: 157470\n  end_ms: 159630\n- text: So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  start_ms: 159630\n  end_ms: 162290\n- text: Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  start_ms: 162290\n  end_ms: 164710\n- text: Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  start_ms: 164710\n  end_ms: 167350\n- text: '''Cause niggas be schemin'' on me, probably are'\n  start_ms: 167350\n  end_ms: 169920\n- text: Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174960\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174960\n  end_ms: 177770\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177770\n  end_ms: 180150\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180150\n  end_ms: 182620\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182620\n  end_ms: 185280\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185280\n  end_ms: 187730\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187730\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195520\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195520\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 201190\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201190\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 214110\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214110\n  end_ms: 216690\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216690\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225740\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225740\n  end_ms: 228410\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228410\n  end_ms: 233570\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233570\n  end_ms: 238110\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238110\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"},{"id":19771611,"name":"So Ghetto","trackName":"So Ghetto","artistName":"Jay-Z","albumName":"Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]","duration":240.5147,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Back at'cha\nHow we do\nPrimo, Jigga-Man\nHistory in the makin'\nLet's go\nUhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\nI spit the murder-murder-murderous\nMur-mur-ma-murderous shit\nUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\nI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\nGah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\nI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\nUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\nUh-huh-uhh\nYo\n\nCareer crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\nJigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\nStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\nB-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\nEver since I came through, niggas got the impression\nEverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\nIt's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\nMy whole crew up in this mo'fucker\nWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\nYou'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\nI put your crew in hard bottoms\nThe priest is like, \"God's got him\nHe never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\nBrandish iron, outlandish buyin'\nBentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\nWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\nBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nWednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\nI'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\nSo I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\nShe said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\nHit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\nFront of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\nThug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\nWon't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\nWomen been fuckin' 'em, huh?\nYou see I live for the love of the street\nRap to the ruggedest beats\nHall closet cluttered with heat\nI spit that murder-murder-murder\nThat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\nWe tote guns to the Grammys\nPop bottles on the White House lawn\nGuess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\nSo it's hard for me to let the larceny die\nNiggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\nJust two big guns that'll body your squad\n'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\nThink Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\nI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\nRadio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\nMagazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\nStill they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\nSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\nI spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\nIller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\nI'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\nI'm hot!\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\nI'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\nI'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n(Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\nUhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\nJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\nBrooklyn, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.54] Back at'cha\n[00:04.49] How we do\n[00:07.06] Primo, Jigga-Man\n[00:10.62] History in the makin'\n[00:13.18] Let's go\n[00:15.32] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:18.36] Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n[00:19.81] I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n[00:21.08] Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n[00:22.93] Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n[00:24.56] I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n[00:26.17] Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n[00:29.61] I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n[00:31.49] Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n[00:32.73] Uh-huh-uhh\n[00:34.03] Yo\n[00:34.87] Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n[00:37.33] Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n[00:39.94] Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n[00:42.44] B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n[00:45.13] Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n[00:47.69] Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n[00:50.39] It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n[00:53.39] My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n[00:55.47] We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n[00:58.57] You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n[01:00.33] I put your crew in hard bottoms\n[01:01.74] The priest is like, \"God's got him\n[01:03.34] He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n[01:05.82] Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n[01:08.07] Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n[01:10.48] We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n[01:12.90] Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n[01:16.25] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:18.60] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[01:21.17] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:23.67] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[01:26.38] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[01:28.88] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[01:31.43] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[01:33.90] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[01:35.93] Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n[01:38.51] I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n[01:41.12] So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n[01:43.63] She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n[01:46.34] Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n[01:48.94] Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n[01:51.42] Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n[01:53.97] Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n[01:56.58] '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n[01:59.36] Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n[02:01.59] You see I live for the love of the street\n[02:03.38] Rap to the ruggedest beats\n[02:05.46] Hall closet cluttered with heat\n[02:06.88] I spit that murder-murder-murder\n[02:08.24] That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n[02:11.73] We tote guns to the Grammys\n[02:13.22] Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n[02:15.18] Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n[02:17.17] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:19.55] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[02:22.26] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:24.85] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[02:27.34] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[02:29.80] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[02:32.37] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[02:34.91] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[02:37.47] I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n[02:39.63] So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n[02:42.29] Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n[02:44.71] Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n[02:47.35] 'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n[02:49.92] Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n[02:52.42] I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n[02:54.96] Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n[02:57.77] Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n[03:00.15] Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n[03:02.62] Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n[03:05.28] 'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n[03:07.73] I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n[03:10.69] Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n[03:13.03] I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n[03:15.52] I'm hot!\n[03:17.78] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:21.19] \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n[03:23.60] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:26.22] \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n[03:28.72] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n[03:31.43] \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n[03:34.11] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n[03:36.69] \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n[03:38.87] I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n[03:43.86] I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n[03:45.74] (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n[03:48.41] Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n[03:53.57] Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n[03:58.11] Brooklyn, yeah\n[03:59.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Ghetto\n  artist: Jay-Z\n  album: 'Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]'\n  duration_ms: 240515\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Back at'cha\n  start_ms: 1540\n  end_ms: 4490\n- text: How we do\n  start_ms: 4490\n  end_ms: 7060\n- text: Primo, Jigga-Man\n  start_ms: 7060\n  end_ms: 10620\n- text: History in the makin'\n  start_ms: 10620\n  end_ms: 13180\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13180\n  end_ms: 15320\n- text: Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 15320\n  end_ms: 18360\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n  start_ms: 18360\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21080\n- text: Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  start_ms: 21080\n  end_ms: 22930\n- text: Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 22930\n  end_ms: 24560\n- text: I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  start_ms: 24560\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 31490\n- text: Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  start_ms: 31490\n  end_ms: 32730\n- text: Uh-huh-uhh\n  start_ms: 32730\n  end_ms: 34030\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 34030\n  end_ms: 34870\n- text: Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  start_ms: 34870\n  end_ms: 37330\n- text: Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  start_ms: 37330\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 45130\n- text: Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  start_ms: 45130\n  end_ms: 47690\n- text: Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  start_ms: 47690\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 53390\n- text: My whole crew up in this 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rims\"'\n  start_ms: 78600\n  end_ms: 81170\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 81170\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86380\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 86380\n  end_ms: 88880\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 88880\n  end_ms: 91430\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 91430\n  end_ms: 93900\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 93900\n  end_ms: 95930\n- text: Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  start_ms: 95930\n  end_ms: 98510\n- text: I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  start_ms: 98510\n  end_ms: 101120\n- text: So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  start_ms: 101120\n  end_ms: 103630\n- text: She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  start_ms: 103630\n  end_ms: 106340\n- 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Hardy har\n  start_ms: 169920\n  end_ms: 172420\n- text: I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  start_ms: 172420\n  end_ms: 174960\n- text: Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n  start_ms: 174960\n  end_ms: 177770\n- text: Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  start_ms: 177770\n  end_ms: 180150\n- text: Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  start_ms: 180150\n  end_ms: 182620\n- text: Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  start_ms: 182620\n  end_ms: 185280\n- text: '''Cause that seem to be the shit that''ll earn for them'\n  start_ms: 185280\n  end_ms: 187730\n- text: I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  start_ms: 187730\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195520\n- text: I'm hot!\n  start_ms: 195520\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 201190\n- text: '\"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"'\n  start_ms: 201190\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: '\"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"'\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211430\n- text: '\"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"'\n  start_ms: 211430\n  end_ms: 214110\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  start_ms: 214110\n  end_ms: 216690\n- text: '\"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"'\n  start_ms: 216690\n  end_ms: 218870\n- text: I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  start_ms: 218870\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225740\n- text: (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  start_ms: 225740\n  end_ms: 228410\n- text: Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  start_ms: 228410\n  end_ms: 233570\n- text: Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  start_ms: 233570\n  end_ms: 238110\n- text: Brooklyn, yeah\n  start_ms: 238110\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239930\nplain: |-\n  Back at'cha\n  How we do\n  Primo, Jigga-Man\n  History in the makin'\n  Let's go\n  Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh\n\n  I spit the murder-murder-murderous\n  Mur-mur-ma-murderous shit\n  Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-uhh\n  I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta\n  Gah-gah-ga-gangsta, feel me? Uhh\n  I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook\n  Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh\n  Uh-huh-uhh\n  Yo\n\n  Career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me\n  Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me\n  Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses\n  B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in Heaven\n  Ever since I came through, niggas got the impression\n  Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'\n  It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'\n  My whole crew up in this mo'fucker\n  We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine\n\n  You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time\n  I put your crew in hard bottoms\n  The priest is like, \"God's got him\n  He never did nothin' to nobody but them boys shot him\"\n  Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'\n  Bentley Coupes, not braggin' just simply the truth\n  We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back\n  Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night\n  I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life\n  So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad\n  She said, \"Jigga-Man you rich, take the du-rag off\"\n  Hit a U-turn, \"Ma I'm droppin' you back off\"\n  Front of the club, \"Jigga why you do that for?\"\n  Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch\n  Won't change for no paper plus I been rich\n\n  '88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em\n  Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?\n  You see I live for the love of the street\n  Rap to the ruggedest beats\n  Hall closet cluttered with heat\n  I spit that murder-murder-murder\n  That Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit, furthermore ma\n  We tote guns to the Grammys\n  Pop bottles on the White House lawn\n  Guess I'm just the same old Shawn\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y\n  So it's hard for me to let the larceny die\n  Niggas see me in the streets with no bodyguards\n  Just two big guns that'll body your squad\n  'Cause niggas be schemin' on me, probably are\n  Think Jigga's a joke, nigga? Hardy har\n  I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust\n  Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much\n\n  Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim\n  Still they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them\n  Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him\n  'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them\n  I spit that murder-murder-murderous every time a verbalist\n  Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace\n  I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders\n  I'm hot!\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"You know him well, by the name of Jigga\"\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me\n  \"You can love me or hate me-\", \"Jay-Z\"\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me\n  \"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down\"\n\n  I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh\n  I'm so gutter, ghetto girls\n  (Uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah\n  Uhh, yeah, fuck, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah\n  Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggas, yeah\n  Brooklyn, yeah\n"}]