[{"id":21163707,"name":"Get Right","trackName":"Get Right","artistName":"Jeezy","albumName":"Get Right","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nPoppin' bottles 'til we fall\nLet's get right\n\nHeard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nTime to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\nLet's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\nBelieve what you wanna believe what's to discuss\nYoung the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\nAnd still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\nBad bitch with me and she makes bread\nLet her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\nThey tell me turn up so I change gear\nThey know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\nHood nigga yea and I'm living major\nWhole fucking hood know I made ya\nWhole fucking block know I saved ya\nYour own fucking folks knows I raised ya\nSee I kept it 100 from the fucking start\nCall me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\nSee they money get low and they get tight\nHomie gone with the games, nigga get right\n\nHeard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nTime to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\nLet's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\nI ain't stuntin' these niggas\nSparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\nKeep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\nGot the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n\nSo now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\nLike I was ever fucking with you, get for real\nAnd I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\nYou claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\nActing like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\nHomie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\nBut fuck around nigga with Young he'll get you ruined\nThought we was going in tonight, fuck is we doing\nReal talk nigga I ain't the bitch type\nDon't make me fuck your bitch, bet I'm your bitch's type\nHave her looking broad day with a flashlight\nDull ass niggas stay tryin' to find light\nActing ass niggas give 'em 3 strikes\nHeard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics\nNever in my life seen niggas acting like dikes\nNigga go'n with the game, homie get right\n\nHeard it's popping at a spot\nIt's time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nPoppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right\nLet's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\nI ain't stuntin' these niggas\nSparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\nKeep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\nGot the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\nGet right...\n\nLet's get right","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.14] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[00:14.48] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[00:17.63] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[00:20.32] Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n[00:22.34] Let's get right\n[00:23.30] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[00:26.18] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[00:29.47] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[00:32.02] Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[00:35.13] Let's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n[00:50.02] Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n[00:52.91] Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n[00:55.89] And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n[00:59.51] Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n[01:02.83] Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n[01:05.38] They tell me turn up so I change gear\n[01:08.15] They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n[01:11.52] Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n[01:14.42] Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n[01:17.98] Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n[01:20.50] Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n[01:23.20] See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n[01:26.03] Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n[01:29.26] See they money get low and they get tight\n[01:32.36] Homie gone with the games, nigga get right\n[01:35.49] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[01:38.52] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[01:41.48] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[01:45.08] Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[01:47.76] Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n[01:49.93] I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n[01:50.73] Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n[01:53.24] Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n[01:55.97] Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n[01:58.85] So now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\n[02:02.29] Like I was ever fucking with you, get for real\n[02:05.18] And I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\n[02:07.73] You claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\n[02:11.16] Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\n[02:14.20] Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\n[02:16.97] But fuck around nigga with Young he'll get you ruined\n[02:20.18] Thought we was going in tonight, fuck is we doing\n[02:23.21] Real talk nigga I ain't the bitch type\n[02:26.57] Don't make me fuck your bitch, bet I'm your bitch's type\n[02:29.50] Have her looking broad day with a flashlight\n[02:32.66] Dull ass niggas stay tryin' to find light\n[02:35.84] Acting ass niggas give 'em 3 strikes\n[02:38.75] Heard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics\n[02:41.57] Never in my life seen niggas acting like dikes\n[02:44.37] Nigga go'n with the game, homie get right\n[02:47.74] Heard it's popping at a spot\n[02:49.47] It's time to get right\n[02:50.67] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[02:52.48] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[02:55.83] Poppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right\n[02:59.13] Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n[03:00.48] I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n[03:01.36] Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n[03:05.12] Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n[03:07.87] Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n[03:10.82] Get right...\n[03:14.76] Let's get right\n[03:23.60] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Right\n  artist: Jeezy\n  album: Get Right\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  start_ms: 9140\n  end_ms: 14480\n- text: Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  start_ms: 14480\n  end_ms: 17630\n- text: Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  start_ms: 17630\n  end_ms: 20320\n- text: Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n  start_ms: 20320\n  end_ms: 22340\n- text: Let's get right\n  start_ms: 22340\n  end_ms: 23300\n- text: Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  start_ms: 23300\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 29470\n- text: Call up them broads 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'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n  Let's get right\n\n  Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n  Let's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n  Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n  Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n  And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n  Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n  Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n  They tell me turn up so I change gear\n  They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n  Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n  Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n  Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n  Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n  See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n  Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n  See they money get low and they get tight\n  Homie 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them broads tell 'em get right\nPoppin' bottles 'til we fall\nLet's get right\n\nHeard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nTime to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\nLet's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\nBelieve what you wanna believe what's to discuss\nYoung the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\nAnd still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\nBad bitch with me and she makes bread\nLet her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\nThey tell me turn up so I change gear\nThey know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\nHood nigga yea and I'm living major\nWhole fucking hood know I made ya\nWhole fucking block know I saved ya\nYour own fucking folks knows I raised ya\nSee I kept it 100 from the fucking start\nCall me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\nSee they money get low and they get tight\nHomie gone with the games, nigga get right\n\nHeard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nTime to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\nLet's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\nI ain't stuntin' these niggas\nSparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\nKeep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\nGot the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n\nSo now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\nLike I was ever fucking with you, get for real\nAnd I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\nYou claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\nActing like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\nHomie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\nBut fuck around nigga with Young he'll get you ruined\nThought we was going in tonight, fuck is we doing\nReal talk nigga I ain't the bitch type\nDon't make me fuck your bitch, bet I'm your bitch's type\nHave her looking broad day with a flashlight\nDull ass niggas stay tryin' to find light\nActing ass niggas give 'em 3 strikes\nHeard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics\nNever in my life seen niggas acting like dikes\nNigga go'n with the game, homie get right\n\nHeard it's popping at a spot\nIt's time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell 'em get right\nCall up them broads tell 'em get right\nPoppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right\nLet's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\nI ain't stuntin' these niggas\nSparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\nKeep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\nGot the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\nGet right...\n\nLet's get right","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.14] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[00:14.48] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[00:17.63] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[00:20.32] Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n[00:22.34] Let's get right\n[00:23.30] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[00:26.18] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[00:29.47] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[00:32.02] Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[00:35.13] Let's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n[00:50.02] Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n[00:52.91] Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n[00:55.89] And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n[00:59.51] Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n[01:02.83] Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n[01:05.38] They tell me turn up so I change gear\n[01:08.15] They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n[01:11.52] Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n[01:14.42] Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n[01:17.98] Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n[01:20.50] Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n[01:23.20] See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n[01:26.03] Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n[01:29.26] See they money get low and they get tight\n[01:32.36] Homie gone with the games, nigga get right\n[01:35.49] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[01:38.52] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[01:41.48] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[01:45.08] Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[01:47.76] Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n[01:49.93] I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n[01:50.73] Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n[01:53.24] Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n[01:55.97] Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n[01:58.85] So now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\n[02:02.29] Like I was ever fucking with you, get for real\n[02:05.18] And I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\n[02:07.73] You claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\n[02:11.16] Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\n[02:14.20] Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\n[02:16.97] But fuck around nigga with Young he'll get you ruined\n[02:20.18] Thought we was going in tonight, fuck is we doing\n[02:23.21] Real talk nigga I ain't the bitch type\n[02:26.57] Don't make me fuck your bitch, bet I'm your bitch's type\n[02:29.50] Have her looking broad day with a flashlight\n[02:32.66] Dull ass niggas stay tryin' to find light\n[02:35.84] Acting ass niggas give 'em 3 strikes\n[02:38.75] Heard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics\n[02:41.57] Never in my life seen niggas acting like dikes\n[02:44.37] Nigga go'n with the game, homie get right\n[02:47.74] Heard it's popping at a spot\n[02:49.47] It's time to get right\n[02:50.67] Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n[02:52.48] Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n[02:55.83] Poppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right\n[02:59.13] Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n[03:00.48] I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n[03:01.36] Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n[03:05.12] Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n[03:07.87] Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n[03:10.82] Get right...\n[03:14.76] Let's get right\n[03:23.60] 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'til we fall, let's get right\n  Let's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n  Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n  Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n  And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n  Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n  Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n  They tell me turn up so I change gear\n  They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n  Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n  Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n  Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n  Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n  See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n  Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n  See they money get low and they get tight\n  Homie gone with the games, nigga get right\n\n  Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n  Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n  I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n  Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n  Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n  Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n\n  So now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\n  Like I was ever fucking with you, get for real\n  And I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\n  You claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\n  Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\n  Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\n  But fuck around nigga with Young he'll get you ruined\n  Thought we was going in tonight, fuck is we doing\n  Real talk nigga I ain't the bitch type\n  Don't make me fuck your bitch, bet I'm your bitch's type\n  Have her looking broad day with a flashlight\n  Dull ass niggas stay tryin' to find light\n  Acting ass niggas give 'em 3 strikes\n  Heard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics\n  Never in my life seen niggas acting like dikes\n  Nigga go'n with the game, homie get 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figures\n  start_ms: 181360\n  end_ms: 185120\n- text: Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n  start_ms: 185120\n  end_ms: 187870\n- text: Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n  start_ms: 187870\n  end_ms: 190820\n- text: Get right...\n  start_ms: 190820\n  end_ms: 194760\n- text: Let's get right\n  start_ms: 194760\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 203600\nplain: |-\n  Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n  Let's get right\n\n  Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n  Let's get right Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n  Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n  Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n  And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n  Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n  Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n  They tell me turn up so I change gear\n  They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n  Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n  Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n  Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n  Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n  See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n  Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n  See they money get low and they get tight\n  Homie gone with the games, nigga get right\n\n  Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n  Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n  Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n  I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n  Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n  Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n  Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n\n  So now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\n  Like I was ever fucking with you, get for real\n  And I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\n  You claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\n  Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\n  Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\n  But fuck around nigga with Young he'll get you ruined\n  Thought we was going in tonight, fuck is we doing\n  Real talk nigga I ain't the bitch type\n  Don't make me fuck your bitch, bet I'm your bitch's type\n  Have her looking broad day with a flashlight\n  Dull ass niggas stay tryin' to find light\n  Acting ass niggas give 'em 3 strikes\n  Heard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics\n  Never in my life seen niggas acting like dikes\n  Nigga go'n with the game, homie get right\n\n  Heard it's popping at a spot\n  It's time to get right\n  Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right\n  Call up them broads tell 'em get right\n  Poppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right\n  Let's get right I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n  I ain't stuntin' these niggas\n  Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures\n  Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night\n  Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right\n  Get right...\n\n  Let's get right\n"},{"id":21968318,"name":"Get Right","trackName":"Get Right","artistName":"Young Jeezy","albumName":"Get Right","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell em get right\nCall up 'em broads tell em get right\nPoppin' bottles 'til we fall\nHeard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell em get right\nCall up em broads tell em get right\nTime to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\nEverybody switching them sides who can you trust\nBelieve what you wanna believe what's to discuss\nYoung the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\nAnd still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\nBad bitch with me and she makes bread\nLet her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\nThey tell me turn up so I change gear\nThey know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\nHood nigga yea and I'm living major\nWhole fucking hood know I made ya\nWhole fucking block know I saved ya\nYour own fucking folks knows I raised ya\nSee I kept it 100 from the fucking start\nCall me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\nSee they money get low and they get tight\nHomie gone with the games, nigga get right\nHeard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\nCall up my dawgs tell em get right\nCall up em broads tell em get right\nTime to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\nI ain't stuntin these hoes\nI ain't stuntin these niggas\nSparklers on the way, yea we blowin these figures\nKeep em coming we gone do it all night\nGot the whole hood with me we bout to get right\nSo now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\nLike I was ever fucking with you, get for real\nAnd I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\nYou claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\nActing like Rico 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dawgs tell em get right\n[00:18.65] Call up 'em broads tell em get right\n[00:21.39] Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n[00:23.13] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[00:26.87] Call up my dawgs tell em get right\n[00:30.16] Call up em broads tell em get right\n[00:33.05] Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[00:36.33] Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n[00:50.45] Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n[00:53.64] Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n[00:56.90] And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n[00:59.76] Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n[01:03.37] Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n[01:06.21] They tell me turn up so I change gear\n[01:09.38] They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n[01:12.36] Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n[01:15.01] Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n[01:18.03] Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n[01:21.31] Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n[01:24.37] See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n[01:27.29] Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n[01:30.29] See they money get low and they get tight\n[01:33.29] Homie gone with the games, nigga get right\n[01:36.12] Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[01:39.33] Call up my dawgs tell em get right\n[01:42.28] Call up em broads tell em get right\n[01:45.25] Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[01:47.84] I ain't stuntin these hoes\n[01:49.20] I ain't stuntin these niggas\n[01:50.79] Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin these figures\n[01:54.02] Keep em coming we gone do it all night\n[01:56.58] Got the whole hood with me we bout to get right\n[01:59.35] So now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\n[02:02.72] Like I was ever fucking with you, get for real\n[02:05.81] And I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\n[02:08.73] You claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\n[02:11.69] Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you 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right\n[00:21.39]Poppin' bottles 'til we fall\n[00:23.13]Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[00:26.87]Call up my dawgs tell em get right\n[00:30.16]Call up em broads tell em get right\n[00:33.05]Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[00:36.33]Everybody switching them sides who can you trust\n[00:50.45]Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss\n[00:53.64]Young the type a nigga that throw you the whip and ride the bus\n[00:56.90]And still give the nigga my last, enough is enough\n[00:59.76]Bad bitch with me and she makes bread\n[01:03.37]Let her ride the dick like a Ten Speed\n[01:06.21]They tell me turn up so I change gear\n[01:09.38]They know me in this motherfucker like Cheers\n[01:12.36]Hood nigga yea and I'm living major\n[01:15.01]Whole fucking hood know I made ya\n[01:18.03]Whole fucking block know I saved ya\n[01:21.31]Your own fucking folks knows I raised ya\n[01:24.37]See I kept it 100 from the fucking start\n[01:27.29]Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart\n[01:30.29]See they money get low and they get tight\n[01:33.29]Homie gone with the games, nigga get right\n[01:36.12]Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right\n[01:39.33]Call up my dawgs tell em get right\n[01:42.28]Call up em broads tell em get right\n[01:45.25]Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right\n[01:47.84]I ain't stuntin these hoes\n[01:49.20]I ain't stuntin these niggas\n[01:50.79]Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin these figures\n[01:54.02]Keep em coming we gone do it all night\n[01:56.58]Got the whole hood with me we bout to get right\n[01:59.35]So now you ain't fucking with me, that's how you feel\n[02:02.72]Like I was ever fucking with you, get for real\n[02:05.81]And I ain't done what for who, nigga for real\n[02:08.73]You claiming that you put niggas on, get you a deal\n[02:11.69]Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing\n[02:14.57]Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing\n[02:17.25]But fuck around nigga with Young he'll get 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What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n"},{"id":34729620,"name":"Get Ya Mind Right","trackName":"Get Ya Mind Right","artistName":"Young Jeezy","albumName":"GOATED: Jeezy","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\nI got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\nI came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\nNigga this shit is about respecting me\n\nLove to see when I walk up to the club\nAn' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\nNigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n\nI'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\nGot trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\nA lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\nA Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n\nCan get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\nThe birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\nMoney, hoes, cars, clothes\nCoke prices up an' down like six-fours\n\nJust 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\nThe Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\nMinus the bullshit, life's great\nJust got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n[00:02.58] I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n[00:04.48] I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n[00:06.40] Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n[00:08.23] Love to see when I walk up to the club\n[00:10.08] An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n[00:12.56] Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n[00:13.26] I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n[00:16.41] Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n[00:20.44] A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n[00:23.52] A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n[00:27.17] Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n[00:29.31] The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n[00:34.16] Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n[00:36.48] Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n[00:39.53] Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n[00:42.69] The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n[00:46.25] Minus the bullshit, life's great\n[00:49.36] Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n[00:53.01] What it do? What the business is?\n[00:55.78] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:19.35] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:22.84] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:25.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Ya Mind Right\n  artist: Young Jeezy\n  album: 'GOATED: Jeezy'\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  start_ms: 870\n  end_ms: 2580\n- text: I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  start_ms: 2580\n  end_ms: 4480\n- text: I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  start_ms: 4480\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 10080\n- text: An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  start_ms: 10080\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  start_ms: 13260\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 20440\n- text: A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  start_ms: 20440\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 42690\n- text: The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  start_ms: 42690\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 53010\n- text: What it do? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n"},{"id":30709765,"name":"Get Ya Mind Right","trackName":"Get Ya Mind Right","artistName":"Young Jeezy","albumName":"Young Jeezy Instrumentals","duration":112.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\nI got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\nI came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\nNigga this shit is about respecting me\n\nLove to see when I walk up to the club\nAn' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\nNigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n\nI'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\nGot trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\nA lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\nA Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n\nCan get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\nThe birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\nMoney, hoes, cars, clothes\nCoke prices up an' down like six-fours\n\nJust 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\nThe Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\nMinus the bullshit, life's great\nJust got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? 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What the business is?\n[00:55.78] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:19.35] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:22.84] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:25.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Ya Mind Right\n  artist: Young Jeezy\n  album: Young Jeezy Instrumentals\n  duration_ms: 112000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  start_ms: 870\n  end_ms: 2580\n- text: I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  start_ms: 2580\n  end_ms: 4480\n- text: I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  start_ms: 4480\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 10080\n- text: An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  start_ms: 10080\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  start_ms: 13260\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 20440\n- text: A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  start_ms: 20440\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 42690\n- text: The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  start_ms: 42690\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 53010\n- text: What it do? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? 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What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? 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What the business is?\n[00:55.78] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:02.23] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:05.41] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:09.95] What it do? What the business is?\n[02:12.48] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:19.35] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:22.84] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:25.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Ya Mind Right\n  artist: Young Jeezy\n  album: This History Of Young Jeezy\n  duration_ms: 76774\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  start_ms: 870\n  end_ms: 2580\n- text: I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  start_ms: 2580\n  end_ms: 4480\n- text: I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  start_ms: 4480\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 10080\n- text: An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  start_ms: 10080\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  start_ms: 13260\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 20440\n- text: A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  start_ms: 20440\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 42690\n- text: The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  start_ms: 42690\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 53010\n- text: What it do? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? 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What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n[00:02.58] I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n[00:04.48] I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n[00:06.40] Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n[00:08.23] Love to see when I walk up to the club\n[00:10.08] An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n[00:12.56] Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n[00:13.26] I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n[00:16.41] Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n[00:20.44] A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n[00:23.52] A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n[00:27.17] Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n[00:29.31] The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n[00:34.16] Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n[00:36.48] Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n[00:39.53] Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n[00:42.69] The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n[00:46.25] Minus the bullshit, life's great\n[00:49.36] Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n[00:53.01] What it do? What the business is?\n[00:55.78] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:02.23] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:05.41] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:09.95] What it do? What the business is?\n[02:12.48] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:19.35] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:22.84] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:25.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Ya Mind Right\n  artist: Jeezy\n  album: Let's Get It∶ Thug Motivation 101\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  start_ms: 870\n  end_ms: 2580\n- text: I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  start_ms: 2580\n  end_ms: 4480\n- text: I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  start_ms: 4480\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 10080\n- text: An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  start_ms: 10080\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  start_ms: 13260\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 20440\n- text: A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  start_ms: 20440\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 42690\n- text: The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  start_ms: 42690\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 53010\n- text: What it do? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n"},{"id":14067411,"name":"Rack City - Remix","trackName":"Rack City - Remix","artistName":"Jeezy","albumName":"Get It Right","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?\nWho that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?\nWho that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?\nIf you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go\nAnd yeah we up in stadiums, quarterbacking hoes\nMy money for fourth and long, but you do not get to throw\nRack, Rack City shit\nPenny for your thoughts, and a twenty for your titties\nAnd a hundred for your smile, I'mma be here for a while\nI'mma be up with them ounces, I'll see you when you out\nStuntin' for the fuck of it, I ain't with the sucka' shit\nAll the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government\nFuck whoever judge ya', and trick whoever love ya'\nBut don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle\nYeah, Rack, Rack City shit\nShe ain't right like them old rap city skits\nI got many chicks, blue and black Penny kicks\nStrippers at 30 tellin' niggas that they 26\nRack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch\nSilver Emblem, 2 black Rs\nWho's that in the nice black car?\nAutopsy came back, results are?\nCause of death... bars\nGotta killa fo, for the llama\nGotta killa hoe, half Columbiana\nHalf Dominicana, Poke her from Behind-a\nWork out a little bit, get the rest from her mama\nBlack city Bitch, Black outta '03\nCalifornia king kush, black out from OG\nYou made ya death bed, now lay in it\nThe end is here, start sayin it\nI'm in my other car, bout to get my other car\nYou like to talk to him, young, it's a seminar\n12 carats, man that's all ears\n1 through 6, man, it's all gears\nGot my other broad talking with my other broad\nAll them in the back talking to my other broad\nOK, look like we got a foursome\n3 bitches in my bed, bout 4 something\nYeah see I let my nigga hit that\nHe ain't nuttin, so I let my nigga split that\nSuit game, bag it, she might know something\nBut if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something\nYeah you know what that mean, you tonight girl\nBut if your bullshit, I'll leave ya wit a white girl\nIt's all we doing nigga, ass n' tits\nA-town nigga, yeah, trap city\nRack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties bitch\nBlack 4s, red drop head doors\nGot ya whore doing shit that's uncalled for\nI see these bitches callin... 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Is she that on the pole?\n  Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?\n  Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?\n  If you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go\n  And yeah we up in stadiums, quarterbacking hoes\n  My money for fourth and long, but you do not get to throw\n  Rack, Rack City shit\n  Penny for your thoughts, and a twenty for your titties\n  And a hundred for your smile, I'mma be here for a while\n  I'mma be up with them ounces, I'll see you when you out\n  Stuntin' for the fuck of it, I ain't with the sucka' shit\n  All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government\n  Fuck whoever judge ya', and trick whoever love ya'\n  But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle\n  Yeah, Rack, Rack City shit\n  She ain't right like them old rap city skits\n  I got many chicks, blue and black Penny kicks\n  Strippers at 30 tellin' niggas that they 26\n  Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch\n  Silver Emblem, 2 black Rs\n  Who's that in the nice black car?\n  Autopsy came back, results are?\n  Cause of death... bars\n  Gotta killa fo, for the llama\n  Gotta killa hoe, half Columbiana\n  Half Dominicana, Poke her from Behind-a\n  Work out a little bit, get the rest from her mama\n  Black city Bitch, Black outta '03\n  California king kush, black out from OG\n  You made ya death bed, now lay in it\n  The end is here, start sayin it\n  I'm in my other car, bout to get my other car\n  You like to talk to him, young, it's a seminar\n  12 carats, man that's all ears\n  1 through 6, man, it's all gears\n  Got my other broad talking with my other broad\n  All them in the back talking to my other broad\n  OK, look like we got a foursome\n  3 bitches in my bed, bout 4 something\n  Yeah see I let my nigga hit that\n  He ain't nuttin, so I let my nigga split that\n  Suit game, bag it, she might know something\n  But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something\n  Yeah you know what that mean, you tonight girl\n  But if your bullshit, I'll leave ya wit a white girl\n  It's all we doing nigga, ass n' tits\n  A-town nigga, yeah, trap city\n  Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties bitch\n  Black 4s, red drop head doors\n  Got ya whore doing shit that's uncalled for\n  I see these bitches callin... 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Erry blood goin stop 'em\n  120 in the ghost take the bitch shoppin\n  Niggas will open it up, cuz they ain't poppin\n  Ain't got nuttin to comment with niggas wit no commas\n  Red headorama, Rack City Junk yarding\n  I be ahead of these nigga Last King, Guillotine\n  YMCMB Nigga take defeat\n  Pack a bad bitch then pass it to my nigga Meek\n  Meek Milly, Racked up Racked out\n  And I'll be countin money till I pass out\n  Hundred racks of hundreds in the Stash house\n  And I'll be sayin something when I mash out\n  In the Lambo lookin like a fly\n  I shine like somethin in the sky\n  These haters hope I hurry up and die\n  Cuz my bitch look like she said hurry up and bye\n  Me and three females in the CL\n  Pink toe nails, tail like a beached whale\n  Tell 'em all betta keep it on the DL\n  Diamonds in the chain, none in the rear\n  Fall the King of Diamonds, bitch you ate shit\n  Pocket racked up, all big faces\n  At the party crib, full of broads all naked\n  Rosé cases, We pop daily\n  We stay faded, need no occasion\n  Latins and Asians, Black, Caucasian\n  All go crazy for days in amazement\n  Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties bitch\n"},{"id":29346156,"name":"Get Ya Mind Right","trackName":"Get Ya Mind Right","artistName":"Jeezy","albumName":"Let’s Get It: Thug Motivation 101 (Deluxe Edition)","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\nI got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\nI came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\nNigga this shit is about respecting me\n\nLove to see when I walk up to the club\nAn' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\nNigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n\nI'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\nGot trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\nA lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\nA Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n\nCan get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\nThe birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\nMoney, hoes, cars, clothes\nCoke prices up an' down like six-fours\n\nJust 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\nThe Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\nMinus the bullshit, life's great\nJust got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n[00:02.58] I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n[00:04.48] I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n[00:06.40] Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n[00:08.23] Love to see when I walk up to the club\n[00:10.08] An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n[00:12.56] Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n[00:13.26] I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n[00:16.41] Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n[00:20.44] A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n[00:23.52] A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n[00:27.17] Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n[00:29.31] The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n[00:34.16] Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n[00:36.48] Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n[00:39.53] Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n[00:42.69] The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n[00:46.25] Minus the bullshit, life's great\n[00:49.36] Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n[00:53.01] What it do? What the business is?\n[00:55.78] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:02.23] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:05.41] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:09.95] What it do? What the business is?\n[02:12.48] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:19.35] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:22.84] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:25.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Ya Mind Right\n  artist: Jeezy\n  album: 'Let’s Get It: Thug Motivation 101 (Deluxe Edition)'\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  start_ms: 870\n  end_ms: 2580\n- text: I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  start_ms: 2580\n  end_ms: 4480\n- text: I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  start_ms: 4480\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 10080\n- text: An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  start_ms: 10080\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  start_ms: 13260\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 20440\n- text: A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  start_ms: 20440\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 42690\n- text: The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  start_ms: 42690\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 53010\n- text: What it do? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? 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What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87]I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n[00:02.58]I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n[00:04.48]I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n[00:06.40]Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n[00:08.23]Love to see when I walk up to the club\n[00:10.08]An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n[00:12.56]Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n[00:13.26]I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n[00:16.41]Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n[00:20.44]A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n[00:23.52]A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n[00:27.17]Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n[00:29.31]The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n[00:34.16]Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n[00:36.48]Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n[00:39.53]Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n[00:42.69]The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n[00:46.25]Minus the bullshit, life's great\n[00:49.36]Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n[00:53.01]What it do? What the business is?\n[00:55.78]Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61]What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41]Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06]It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02]Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23]Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85]I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90]A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51]Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64]A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50]I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74]Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72]That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27]Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01]Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93]What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82]Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79]What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59]Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:19.35]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:22.84]Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:25.01]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Ya Mind Right\n  artist: Jeezy\n  album: 'Let’s Get It: Thug Motivation 101 (Deluxe Edition)'\n  duration_ms: 204852\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  start_ms: 870\n  end_ms: 2580\n- text: I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  start_ms: 2580\n  end_ms: 4480\n- text: I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  start_ms: 4480\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 10080\n- text: An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  start_ms: 10080\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  start_ms: 13260\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 20440\n- text: A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  start_ms: 20440\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 42690\n- text: The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  start_ms: 42690\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 53010\n- text: What it do? 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What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n"},{"id":25316612,"name":"Get Ya Mind Right","trackName":"Get Ya Mind Right","artistName":"Young Jeezy","albumName":"Let's Get It: Thug Motivation","duration":221.283265,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\nI got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\nI came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\nNigga this shit is about respecting me\n\nLove to see when I walk up to the club\nAn' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\nNigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n\nI'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\nGot trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\nA lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\nA Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n\nCan get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\nThe birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\nMoney, hoes, cars, clothes\nCoke prices up an' down like six-fours\n\nJust 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\nThe Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\nMinus the bullshit, life's great\nJust got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nIt's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\nAlso ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\nRappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\nI ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\nA big shootout on the highway\nJeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\nA straight G nigga, don't tempt me\nI'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\nBig stacks, yeah, I got that\nThat's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\nGot the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\nSnitches want me locked up like Akon\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nJeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\nDon't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\nJeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\nAn' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\nFrom L.A., straight Kush\nPresidential shit, call it George Bush\nEveryday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\nGotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\nSeen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\nLeft 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\nJimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\nI just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\nWhat it do? What the business is?\nWord on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\nBitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n[00:02.58] I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n[00:04.48] I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n[00:06.40] Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n[00:08.23] Love to see when I walk up to the club\n[00:10.08] An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n[00:12.56] Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n[00:13.26] I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n[00:16.41] Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n[00:20.44] A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n[00:23.52] A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n[00:27.17] Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n[00:29.31] The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n[00:34.16] Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n[00:36.48] Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n[00:39.53] Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n[00:42.69] The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n[00:46.25] Minus the bullshit, life's great\n[00:49.36] Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n[00:53.01] What it do? What the business is?\n[00:55.78] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[00:58.87] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:01.79] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:05.61] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:08.41] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[01:11.52] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:14.59] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[01:18.06] It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n[01:21.02] Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n[01:24.23] Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n[01:27.85] I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n[01:30.90] A big shootout on the highway\n[01:33.51] Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n[01:36.64] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n[01:40.50] I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n[01:43.74] Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n[01:46.72] That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n[01:50.27] Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n[01:53.01] Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n[01:55.93] What it do? What the business is?\n[01:58.82] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:02.23] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:05.41] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:09.95] What it do? What the business is?\n[02:12.48] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n[03:06.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:09.34] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[03:13.79] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:16.59] Word on the street,? 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Jeezy known to handle his?\n[02:15.10] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:18.18] Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n[02:21.28] Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n[02:24.55] Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n[02:27.74] Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n[02:31.50] An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n[02:35.54] From L.A., straight Kush\n[02:38.12] Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n[02:41.29] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n[02:44.15] Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n[02:47.52] Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n[02:50.72] Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n[02:53.64] Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n[02:57.08] I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n[03:01.24] What it do? What the business is?\n[03:03.28] Word on the street,? 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What the business is?\n  start_ms: 53010\n  end_ms: 55780\n- text: Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  start_ms: 55780\n  end_ms: 58870\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 58870\n  end_ms: 61790\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 61790\n  end_ms: 65610\n- text: What it do? What the business is?\n  start_ms: 65610\n  end_ms: 68410\n- text: Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  start_ms: 68410\n  end_ms: 71520\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 71520\n  end_ms: 74590\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 74590\n  end_ms: 78060\n- text: It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  start_ms: 78060\n  end_ms: 81020\n- text: Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  start_ms: 81020\n  end_ms: 84230\n- text: Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  start_ms: 84230\n  end_ms: 87850\n- text: I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n  start_ms: 87850\n  end_ms: 90900\n- text: A big shootout on the highway\n  start_ms: 90900\n  end_ms: 93510\n- text: Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  start_ms: 93510\n  end_ms: 96640\n- text: A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  start_ms: 96640\n  end_ms: 100500\n- text: I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n  start_ms: 100500\n  end_ms: 103740\n- text: Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  start_ms: 103740\n  end_ms: 106720\n- text: That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  start_ms: 106720\n  end_ms: 110270\n- text: Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  start_ms: 110270\n  end_ms: 113010\n- text: Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n  start_ms: 113010\n  end_ms: 115930\n- text: What it do? What the business is?\n  start_ms: 115930\n  end_ms: 118820\n- text: Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  start_ms: 118820\n  end_ms: 122230\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 122230\n  end_ms: 125410\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 125410\n  end_ms: 129950\n- text: What it do? What the business is?\n  start_ms: 129950\n  end_ms: 132480\n- text: Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  start_ms: 132480\n  end_ms: 135100\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 135100\n  end_ms: 138180\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 138180\n  end_ms: 141280\n- text: Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  start_ms: 141280\n  end_ms: 144550\n- text: Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  start_ms: 144550\n  end_ms: 147740\n- text: Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  start_ms: 147740\n  end_ms: 151500\n- text: An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n  start_ms: 151500\n  end_ms: 155540\n- text: From L.A., straight Kush\n  start_ms: 155540\n  end_ms: 158120\n- text: Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  start_ms: 158120\n  end_ms: 161290\n- text: Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  start_ms: 161290\n  end_ms: 164150\n- text: Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n  start_ms: 164150\n  end_ms: 167520\n- text: Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  start_ms: 167520\n  end_ms: 170720\n- text: Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  start_ms: 170720\n  end_ms: 173640\n- text: Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  start_ms: 173640\n  end_ms: 177080\n- text: I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n  start_ms: 177080\n  end_ms: 181240\n- text: What it do? What the business is?\n  start_ms: 181240\n  end_ms: 183280\n- text: Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  start_ms: 183280\n  end_ms: 186340\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 186340\n  end_ms: 189340\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 189340\n  end_ms: 193790\n- text: What it do? What the business is?\n  start_ms: 193790\n  end_ms: 196590\n- text: Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  start_ms: 196590\n  end_ms: 199350\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 199350\n  end_ms: 202840\n- text: Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  start_ms: 202840\n  end_ms: 205010\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 205010\nplain: |-\n  I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man\n  I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga\n  I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want\n  Nigga this shit is about respecting me\n\n  Love to see when I walk up to the club\n  An' nigga run up on me, and tell me I'm the realest nigga livin'\n  Nigga, y'knowhat I'm sayin'?\n\n  I'm the realest nigga in here, you already know\n  Got trapper of the year 4 times in a row, what they give you?\n  A lifetime supply of baking soda clientèle\n  A Roley watch, two pots, an' three scales\n\n  Can get 'bout 50 in the Hummer\n  The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer\n  Money, hoes, cars, clothes\n  Coke prices up an' down like six-fours\n\n  Just 'coz I'm fly like a helicopter\n  The Federales on my tail, call 'em 'Bird Watchers'\n  Minus the bullshit, life's great\n  Just got a camera on the peach in my license plate\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  It's not a trick question, yeah, I'm strapped, bitch\n  Also ripped nigga, miss me wit that rap shit\n  Rappin' ass nigga, you better do numbers\n  I ain't gotta rap, I'ma do numbers\n\n  A big shootout on the highway\n  Jeezy hangin' out the Coupe, lettin' it ride sideways\n  A straight G nigga, don't tempt me\n  I'll lend you the whole clip 'til the shit empty\n\n  Big stacks, yeah, I got that\n  That's why I copped that Cris by the six packs\n  Got the Feds lines ringin' like a telephone\n  Snitches want me locked up like Akon\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool\n  Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool\n  Jeezy a gangsta, he roll wit the real Gs\n  An' if he's smokin', best believe it's real trees\n\n  From L.A., straight Kush\n  Presidential shit, call it George Bush\n  Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor\n  Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor\n\n  Seen niggaz leave here an' they ain't comin' back\n  Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac\n  Jimmy crack corn, and Jeezy flip Os\n  I just stick to the script, y'all niggaz hoes\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n\n  What it do? What the business is?\n  Word on the street,? Jeezy known to handle his?\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n  Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em\n"}]