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I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\nLil' dawg with a bite and a bark\nA nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\nTough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust\nYou best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\nYeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\nHe said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\nHe said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\nYou better run, nigga, know you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that drac\nThis ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\nI'm from the East, look at the streets\nLookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\nGivin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\nHe be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\nSaid he finna feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\nFifty feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nAnd he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' it since a youngin'\nYou know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days out in Wade Walker\nLil' shawty was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him and all he would say is\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYou give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\nYou said, what?\nYou give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\nI know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\nYou already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\nYou give me a show every time","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On McAfee\n  artist: JID\n  album: On McAfee\n  duration_ms: 170109\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bitch\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front (yeah, yeah)\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (yeah, yeah)\n  Who got the strap? Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n  Lil' dawg with a bite and a bark\n  A nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\n  Tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust\n  You best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n  Yeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n  He said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\n  He said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\n  You better run, nigga, know you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that drac\n  This ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets\n  Lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\n  Givin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\n  He be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\n  Said he finna feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  And he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' it since a youngin'\n  You know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days out in Wade Walker\n  Lil' shawty was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him and all he would say is\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  You give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\n  You said, what?\n  You give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\n  I know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\n  You already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\n  You give me a show every time\n"},{"id":35801750,"name":"On McAfee","trackName":"On McAfee","artistName":"JID & Baby Kia","albumName":"On McAfee - Single","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Bitch\n[00:00.74] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94] Who got the strap? 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Who got the pump?\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\n  Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n  A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\n  Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\n  They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n  They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? 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I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Bitch\n[00:00.74] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94] Who got the strap? 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Who got the pump?\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\n  Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n  A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\n  Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\n  They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n  They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\n  You nigga runnin', now you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'\n  Niggas made it out of here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\n  Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  50 feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him, and all he would say is\n\n  Yeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\n  You been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\n  You been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\n  I know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\n  Yeah, I know, but I thought it was broke\n"},{"id":36735114,"name":"JID - On McAfee (feat. 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I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Bitch\n[00:00.74] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94] Who got the strap? 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Who got the pump?\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\n  Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n  A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\n  Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\n  They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n  They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\n  You nigga runnin', now you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'\n  Niggas made it out of here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\n  Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  50 feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him, and all he would say is\n\n  Yeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\n  You been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\n  You been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\n  I know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\n  Yeah, I know, but I thought it was broke\n"},{"id":24974834,"name":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","trackName":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","artistName":"JID","albumName":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","duration":170.066,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Bitch\n[00:00.74] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94] Who got the strap? 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Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\nLil' dawg with a bite and a bark\nA nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\nTough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust\nYou best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\nYeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\nHe said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\nHe said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\nYou better run, nigga, know you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that drac\nThis ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\nI'm from the East, look at the streets\nLookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\nGivin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\nHe be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\nSaid he finna feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\nFifty feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nAnd he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' it since a youngin'\nYou know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days out in Wade Walker\nLil' shawty was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him and all he would say is\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYou give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\nYou said, what?\nYou give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\nI know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\nYou already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\nYou give me a show every time","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On McAfee\n  artist: JID\n  album: God Does Like Ugly (Preluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 170066\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bitch\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front (yeah, yeah)\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (yeah, yeah)\n  Who got the strap? Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n  Lil' dawg with a bite and a bark\n  A nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\n  Tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust\n  You best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n  Yeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n  He said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\n  He said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\n  You better run, nigga, know you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that drac\n  This ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets\n  Lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\n  Givin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\n  He be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\n  Said he finna feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  And he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' it since a youngin'\n  You know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days out in Wade Walker\n  Lil' shawty was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him and all he would say is\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  You give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\n  You said, what?\n  You give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\n  I know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\n  You already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\n  You give me a show every time\n"},{"id":23528970,"name":"On McAfee","trackName":"On McAfee","artistName":"JID","albumName":"God Does Like Ugly (Alternate Version)","duration":170.0660619,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front (yeah, yeah)\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (yeah, yeah)\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\nLil' dawg with a bite and a bark\nA nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\nTough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust\nYou best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\nYeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\nHe said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\nHe said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\nYou better run, nigga, know you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that drac\nThis ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\nI'm from the East, look at the streets\nLookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\nGivin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\nHe be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\nSaid he finna feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\nFifty feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nAnd he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' it since a youngin'\nYou know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days out in Wade Walker\nLil' shawty was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him and all he would say is\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYou give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\nYou said, what?\nYou give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\nI know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\nYou already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\nYou give me a show every time","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On McAfee\n  artist: JID\n  album: God Does Like Ugly (Alternate Version)\n  duration_ms: 170066\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bitch\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front (yeah, yeah)\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (yeah, yeah)\n  Who got the strap? Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n  Lil' dawg with a bite and a bark\n  A nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\n  Tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust\n  You best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n  Yeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n  He said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\n  He said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\n  You better run, nigga, know you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that drac\n  This ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets\n  Lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\n  Givin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\n  He be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\n  Said he finna feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  And he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' it since a youngin'\n  You know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days out in Wade Walker\n  Lil' shawty was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him and all he would say is\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  You give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\n  You said, what?\n  You give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\n  I know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\n  You already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\n  You give me a show every time\n"},{"id":23394817,"name":"On McAfee","trackName":"On McAfee","artistName":"JID","albumName":"God Does Like Ugly","duration":170.066077,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front (yeah, yeah)\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (yeah, yeah)\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\nLil' dawg with a bite and a bark\nA nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\nTough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust\nYou best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\nYeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\nHe said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\nHe said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\nWho got the K? I got the Drac\nGlock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\nYou better run, nigga, know you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that drac\nThis ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\nI'm from the East, look at the streets\nLookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\nGivin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\nHe be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\nSaid he finna feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\nFifty feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nAnd he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' it since a youngin'\nYou know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days out in Wade Walker\nLil' shawty was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him and all he would say is\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\nYou give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\nYou said, what?\nYou give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\nI know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\nYou already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\nYou give me a show every time","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On McAfee\n  artist: JID\n  album: God Does Like Ugly\n  duration_ms: 170066\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bitch\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front (yeah, yeah)\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (yeah, yeah)\n  Who got the strap? Who got the pump? (Yeah, yeah)\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh (yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah-huh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac (yeah, yeah)\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n  Lil' dawg with a bite and a bark\n  A nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nice, soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up\n  Tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust\n  You best to bust to rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n  Yeah, pullin' up where? He got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (whoa, bitch, I'm from the, bitch, bitch)\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you could see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n  He said he walk it like he talk it, and he walkin' it well\n  He said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, well trained, goin' off of the rails (yeah, yeah)\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail (yeah)\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk (gang, yeah)\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac\n  Glock wit' him, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah\n  You better run, nigga, know you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that drac\n  This ol' kid, he got them mad up to here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, yeah (uh, look)\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets\n  Lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down\n  Givin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time\n  He be on creep now, hell yeah (come here)\n  Said he finna feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  And he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' it since a youngin'\n  You know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days out in Wade Walker\n  Lil' shawty was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him and all he would say is\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh, yeah)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (uh)\n  You give me a show every time, you don't be bullshittin'\n  You said, what?\n  You give me a show every time, I fuck with you, on God\n  I know you, in the East, a real nigga, on my mama\n  You already know, bruh, I fuck with you, bruh\n  You give me a show every time\n"},{"id":35545838,"name":"JID - On McAfee (feat. Baby Kia) (Official Audio)","trackName":"JID - On McAfee (feat. Baby Kia) (Official Audio)","artistName":"JID","albumName":"God Does Like Ugly","duration":171.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Bitch\n[00:00.74] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94] Who got the strap? Who got the pump?\n[00:12.81] Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n[00:15.43] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:19.26] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:22.15] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:23.85] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:25.70] Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n[00:27.56] Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n[00:29.90] Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n[00:31.69] A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n[00:33.46] A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n[00:35.28] Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n[00:37.67] He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n[00:39.92] Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n[00:41.72] Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n[00:44.67] Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n[00:48.86] Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n[00:52.04] Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n[00:53.96] Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n[00:56.21] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n[00:59.96] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n[01:02.78] Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n[01:04.46] Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n[01:06.26] Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n[01:08.13] Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n[01:09.94] Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n[01:11.70] Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n[01:13.58] Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n[01:15.64] Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n[01:17.19] They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n[01:18.93] They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n[01:20.88] He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n[01:22.61] Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n[01:24.86] Three in the back, two in the front\n[01:26.55] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[01:28.36] Who got the K? 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Who got the pump?\n  Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\n  Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n  A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\n  Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\n  They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n  They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\n  You nigga runnin', now you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'\n  Niggas made it out of here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\n  Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  50 feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him, and all he would say is\n\n  Yeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\n  You been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\n  You been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\n  I know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\n  Yeah, I know, but I thought it was broke\n"},{"id":31358982,"name":"On McAfee","trackName":"On McAfee","artistName":"JID, Baby Kia","albumName":"God Does Like Ugly (Alternate Version)","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Bitch\n[00:00.74] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09] Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94] Who got the strap? 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I got the Drac'\n[00:27.56] Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n[00:29.90] Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n[00:31.69] A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n[00:33.46] A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n[00:35.28] Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n[00:37.67] He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n[00:39.92] Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n[00:41.72] Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n[00:44.67] Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n[00:48.86] Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n[00:52.04] Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n[00:53.96] Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n[00:56.21] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n[00:59.96] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n[01:02.78] Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n[01:04.46] Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n[01:06.26] Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n[01:08.13] Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n[01:09.94] Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n[01:11.70] Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n[01:13.58] Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n[01:15.64] Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n[01:17.19] They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n[01:18.93] They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n[01:20.88] He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n[01:22.61] Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n[01:24.86] Three in the back, two in the front\n[01:26.55] One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[01:28.36] Who got the K? 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I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\n  Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\n  A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\n  A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\n  Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\n  He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\n  Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\n  Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\n  Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\n  Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\n  Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\n  Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\n  Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\n  Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\n  Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\n  Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\n  Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\n  Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\n  Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\n  Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\n  Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\n  They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\n  They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\n  He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\n  Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\n  Three in the back, two in the front\n  One in my lap, two in the trunk\n  Who got the K? 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Who got the pump?\r\n Open the cap, open the door\r\nYEAH-HUH!\r\n Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (YEAH-HUH!)\r\n Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\r\n THREE IN THE BACK, TWO IN THE FRONT\r\n ONE IN MY LAP, TWO IN THE TRUNK\r\n WHO GOT THE K?! I GOT THE DRAC' (GO!)\r\n CAUGHT, WHEN WE PULLED IN, LIL' JIT GOT PUMPED\r\nYEAH-HUH!\r\n \r\n Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\r\n A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\r\n A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\r\n Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\r\n He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\r\n Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\r\n Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\r\n Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me \r\n(BET I BLOW THIS BITCH DOWN!)\r\n Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\r\n Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\r\n Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\r\n Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\r\n Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\r\n Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\r\n Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\r\n Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\r\n Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\r\n Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\r\n Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\r\n Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\r\n Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\r\n They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\r\n They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\r\n He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\r\n Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\r\n THREE IN THE BACK, TWO IN THE FRONT\r\n ONE IN MY LAP, TWO IN THE TRUNK\r\n WHO GOT THE K? 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Who got the pump?\r\n[00:12.81] Open the cap, open the door\r\n[00:14.70]YEAH-HUH!\r\n[00:15.43] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (YEAH-HUH!)\r\n[00:19.26] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\r\n[00:22.15] THREE IN THE BACK, TWO IN THE FRONT\r\n[00:23.85] ONE IN MY LAP, TWO IN THE TRUNK\r\n[00:25.70] WHO GOT THE K?! I GOT THE DRAC' (GO!)\r\n[00:27.56] CAUGHT, WHEN WE PULLED IN, LIL' JIT GOT PUMPED\r\n[00:29.49]YEAH-HUH!\r\n[00:29.85]\r\n[00:29.90] Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark\r\n[00:31.69] A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\r\n[00:33.46] A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\r\n[00:35.28] Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\r\n[00:37.67] He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\r\n[00:39.92] Three bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\r\n[00:41.72] Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\r\n[00:44.67] Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me \r\n[00:48.07](BET I BLOW THIS BITCH DOWN!)\r\n[00:48.86] Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\r\n[00:52.04] Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?\r\n[00:53.96] Who got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\r\n[00:56.21] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\r\n[00:59.96] Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\r\n[01:02.78] Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\r\n[01:04.46] Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah\r\n[01:06.26] Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\r\n[01:08.13] Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\r\n[01:09.94] Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\r\n[01:11.70] Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\r\n[01:13.58] Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\r\n[01:15.64] Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\r\n[01:17.19] They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\r\n[01:18.93] They said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\r\n[01:20.88] He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\r\n[01:22.61] Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\r\n[01:24.86] THREE IN THE BACK, TWO IN THE FRONT\r\n[01:26.55] ONE IN MY LAP, TWO IN THE TRUNK\r\n[01:28.36] WHO GOT THE K? 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Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\n  You nigga runnin', now you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'\n  Niggas made it out of here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\n  Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  50 feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him, and all he would say is\n\n  Yeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\n  You been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\n  You been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\n  I know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\n  Yeah, I know, but I thought it was broke\n"},{"id":38779568,"name":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","trackName":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","artistName":"JID","albumName":"God Does Like Ugly (Alternate Version)","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? 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I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\n  You nigga runnin', now you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'\n  Niggas made it out of here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\n  Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  50 feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him, and all he would say is\n\n  Yeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\n  You been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\n  You been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\n  I know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\n  Yeah, I know, but I thought it was broke\n"},{"id":39892332,"name":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","trackName":"On McAfee (with Baby Kia)","artistName":"JID","albumName":"God Does Like Ugly","duration":214.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bitch\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the strap? Who got the pump?\nOpen the cap, open the door, yeah-huh\n\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh\n\nLil' dawg with a bite in the bark\nA nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark\nA nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty\nNicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off\nHe bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws\nThree bad black lil' niggas said, \"Fuck school\"\nFuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too\nAsh to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (man, slow the beat down)\n\nYeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there\nWho brought the beef and the food for the bear?\nWho got the fever, the heat, it can shoot in the air\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (uh, whoa)\nYeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh (bitch, I'm from the-, bitch, bitch)\n\nBitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign\nNever seen a peace sign, hell yeah\nSaid he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan\nPut that boy to sleep now, hell yeah\nNigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player\nLil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air\nNinja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell\nBetter say a prayer when he walkin' to jail\n\nThey said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well\nThey said he 'bout to tuck a shank, and he ain't tuckin' his tail\nHe train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails\nSame thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail\n\nThree in the back, two in the front\nOne in my lap, two in the trunk\nWho got the K? I got the Drac'\nCaught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\nYou nigga runnin', now you not safe\nI'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\nWalkin' down Ave with that Drac'\nNiggas made it out of here\nNigga mad that I got that pay\nI'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\nI'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\nHe was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\nTell you from the feast now, hell yeah\nThey done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\nTrippin', I gotta get out of the city\nLot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\nMy lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\nI'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n50 feet tall, a hundred wide\nI jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\nMy nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\nHe gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\nBut he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\nA bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\nHe bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\nDon't even try and show him another route\nHe been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\nSince park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\nGet mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\nPlay with him, and all he would say is\n\nYeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\nYeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\nYou been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\nYou been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\nI know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\nYeah, I know, but I thought it was broke","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04]Bitch\n[00:00.74]Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:04.49]Yeah-uh, yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n[00:07.09]Three in the back, two in the front\n[00:09.16]One in my lap, two in the trunk\n[00:10.94]Who got the strap? 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I got the Drac'\n  Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull\n\n  You nigga runnin', now you not safe\n  I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK\n  Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'\n  Niggas made it out of here\n  Nigga mad that I got that pay\n  I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah (uh, look)\n\n  I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah\n  He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Bitch comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah\n  Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah\n  They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah\n\n  Trippin', I gotta get out of the city\n  Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies\n  My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity\n  I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified\n  50 feet tall, a hundred wide\n  I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles\n  My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys\n\n  He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand\n  But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down\n  A bloodhound, I think that nigga a Blood now\n  He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out\n  Don't even try and show him another route\n  He been thuggin' since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'\n  Since park ball days, I done wait, walk with a shotty, was poppin' off daily\n  Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy\n  Play with him, and all he would say is\n\n  Yeah-uh (uh), yeah-uh, yeah-uh, uh\n  Yeah-uh (huh-huh), yeah-uh(huh-huh), yeah-uh, uh (uh)\n  You been a dog every time, you don't be good (you say what?)\n  You been a dog every time I fuck with y'all\n  I know it with you, you ain't this late, that real nigga\n  Yeah, I know, but I thought it was broke\n"}]