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I'mma lick who did it\n[01:07.64] And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n[01:10.87] Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n[01:13.57] The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n[01:16.48] You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n[01:19.24] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:21.74] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:24.78] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:27.56] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:30.72] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:33.27] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:36.32] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:38.46] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:41.70] When I come, I'm comin' right\n[01:43.67] Fuck tip toein' in the night\n[01:45.33] I tear'em up in broad daylight\n[01:47.06] Snakes too crudoo for you\n[01:48.86] Nigga catch Deja Vu\n[01:50.91] When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n[01:53.09] It's time ta make it happen\n[01:55.23] Fuck the yappin'\n[01:56.12] I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n[01:58.87] Double action\n[02:00.22] Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n[02:01.83] Clickin' off reaction\n[02:03.94] All those robberies we breezed\n[02:05.83] Backed down DTs\n[02:07.79] Feelin' the murder disease\n[02:10.49] Thou shall die when I catch you\n[02:12.30] And lick you in your eye\n[02:13.76] Nigga, nice try\n[02:15.26] Our whole life, and thinkin'\n[02:17.03] Centered in drugs\n[02:18.45] Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n[02:21.34] Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n[02:23.52] The shots I released increased aimin'\n[02:25.97] For dey head piece\n[02:26.88] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:28.90] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:32.44] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:34.90] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:37.97] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:40.56] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:43.77] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:46.17] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:49.63] Murder's the death penalty\n[02:50.80] Don't need nobody\n[02:52.33] Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n[02:55.30] Us two combined, shots ta lick\n[02:57.52] Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n[02:59.13] Now who goes the road against it\n[03:00.64] Niggaz got drama\n[03:01.54] I'ma kill his baby first\n[03:03.11] And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n[03:06.06] Callin' police and snitchin'\n[03:07.58] You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n[03:09.46] Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n[03:11.69] Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n[03:14.87] Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n[03:17.65] Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n[03:20.48] Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n[03:23.14] Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't 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Kleptomaniac\n  start_ms: 252510\n  end_ms: 258640\n- text: Motherfucker\n  start_ms: 258640\n  end_ms: 263020\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 263020\nplain: |-\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I thought I told you\n  Never to trust, nobody but us\n  Now the gats must bust\n  Malicious black viper venomous\n  There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n  I know you hear me, nigga talk\n\n  Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n  They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n  Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n  But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n  I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n  Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\n  Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n  Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n  And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n  Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n  The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n  You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  When I come, I'm comin' right\n  Fuck tip toein' in the night\n  I tear'em up in broad daylight\n  Snakes too crudoo for you\n  Nigga catch Deja Vu\n  When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\n  It's time ta make it happen\n  Fuck the yappin'\n  I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n  Double action\n  Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n  Clickin' off reaction\n\n  All those robberies we 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252510\n- text: Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  start_ms: 252510\n  end_ms: 258640\n- text: Motherfucker\n  start_ms: 258640\n  end_ms: 263020\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 263020\nplain: |-\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I thought I told you\n  Never to trust, nobody but us\n  Now the gats must bust\n  Malicious black viper venomous\n  There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n  I know you hear me, nigga talk\n\n  Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n  They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n  Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n  But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n  I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n  Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\n  Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n  Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did 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All those robberies we breezed\n  Backed down DTs\n  Feelin' the murder disease\n  Thou shall die when I catch you\n  And lick you in your eye\n  Nigga, nice try\n\n  Our whole life, and thinkin'\n  Centered in drugs\n  Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n  Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n  The shots I released increased aimin'\n  For dey head piece\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  Murder's the death penalty\n  Don't need nobody\n  Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n  Us two combined, shots ta lick\n  Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n  Now who goes the road against it\n\n  Niggaz got drama\n  I'ma kill his baby first\n  And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n  Callin' police and snitchin'\n  You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n  Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\n  Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n  Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n  Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n  Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n  Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\n  Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\n  I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\n  Tryin' ta put in work\n  But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n  B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\n  Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  Motherfucker\n"},{"id":16974496,"name":"White Chalk","trackName":"White Chalk","artistName":"Junior M.A.F.I.A.","albumName":"Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix)","duration":282.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI thought I told you\nNever to trust, nobody but us\nNow the gats must bust\nMalicious black viper venomous\nThere's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\nI know you hear me, nigga talk\n\nNigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\nThey caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\nLarce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\nBut fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\nI can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\nBurners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\nPsychopath, when the days of wrath\nResolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\nAnd who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\nPumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\nThe raw deal, bad era switched to terror\nYou could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nWhen I come, I'm comin' right\nFuck tip toein' in the night\nI tear'em up in broad daylight\nSnakes too crudoo for you\nNigga catch Deja Vu\nWhen I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\nIt's time ta make it happen\nFuck the yappin'\nI'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\nDouble action\nTwo fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\nClickin' off reaction\n\nAll those robberies we breezed\nBacked down DTs\nFeelin' the murder disease\nThou shall die when I catch you\nAnd lick you in your eye\nNigga, nice try\n\nOur whole life, and thinkin'\nCentered in drugs\nTwin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\nEngraved, with the mark of the beast\nThe shots I released increased aimin'\nFor dey head piece\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nMurder's the death penalty\nDon't need nobody\nHelpin' me but the other half of snake and me\nUs two combined, shots ta lick\nJunior M.A.F.I.A. clique\nNow 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around 'em\n\nFor my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\nB.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\nLil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\nMotherfucker","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: White Chalk\n  artist: Junior M.A.F.I.A.\n  album: Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix)\n  duration_ms: 282000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I thought I told you\n  Never to trust, nobody but us\n  Now the gats must bust\n  Malicious black viper venomous\n  There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n  I know you hear me, nigga talk\n\n  Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n  They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n  Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n  But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n  I can't 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ta make it happen\n  Fuck the yappin'\n  I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n  Double action\n  Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n  Clickin' off reaction\n\n  All those robberies we breezed\n  Backed down DTs\n  Feelin' the murder disease\n  Thou shall die when I catch you\n  And lick you in your eye\n  Nigga, nice try\n\n  Our whole life, and thinkin'\n  Centered in drugs\n  Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n  Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n  The shots I released increased aimin'\n  For dey head piece\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  Murder's the death penalty\n  Don't need nobody\n  Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n  Us two combined, shots ta lick\n  Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n  Now who goes the road against it\n\n  Niggaz got drama\n  I'ma kill his baby first\n  And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n  Callin' police and snitchin'\n  You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n  Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\n  Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n  Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n  Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n  Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n  Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\n  Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\n  I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\n  Tryin' ta put in work\n  But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n  B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\n  Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  Motherfucker\n"},{"id":10135887,"name":"White Chalk","trackName":"White Chalk","artistName":"Junior M.A.F.I.A.","albumName":"Conspiracy (PA)","duration":280.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI thought I told you\nNever to trust, nobody but us\nNow the gats must bust\nMalicious black viper venomous\nThere's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\nI know you hear me, nigga talk\n\nNigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\nThey caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\nLarce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\nBut fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\nI can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\nBurners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\nPsychopath, when the days of wrath\nResolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\nAnd who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\nPumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\nThe raw deal, bad era switched to terror\nYou could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nWhen I come, I'm comin' right\nFuck tip toein' in the night\nI tear'em up in broad daylight\nSnakes too crudoo for you\nNigga catch Deja Vu\nWhen I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\nIt's time ta make it happen\nFuck the yappin'\nI'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\nDouble action\nTwo fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\nClickin' off reaction\n\nAll those robberies we breezed\nBacked down DTs\nFeelin' the murder disease\nThou shall die when I catch you\nAnd lick you in your eye\nNigga, nice try\n\nOur whole life, and thinkin'\nCentered in drugs\nTwin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\nEngraved, with the mark of the beast\nThe shots I released increased aimin'\nFor dey head piece\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nMurder's the death penalty\nDon't need nobody\nHelpin' me but the other half of snake and me\nUs two combined, shots ta lick\nJunior M.A.F.I.A. clique\nNow who goes the road against it\n\nNiggaz got drama\nI'ma kill his baby first\nAnd then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\nCallin' police and snitchin'\nYou live by the gun, you die by the gun\nDon't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\nTry ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\nFamily pride committin' grisly homicide\nBlunted, lame niggaz get hunted\nAutopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\nFuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\nNiggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\nI showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\nTryin' ta put in work\nBut only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nFor my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\nB.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\nLil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\nMotherfucker","syncedLyrics":"[00:23.14] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[00:25.77] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[00:28.45] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[00:31.09] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[00:33.28] I thought I told you\n[00:34.13] Never to trust, nobody but us\n[00:36.56] Now the gats must bust\n[00:37.60] Malicious black viper venomous\n[00:39.37] There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n[00:43.48] I know you hear me, nigga talk\n[00:45.41] Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n[00:48.37] They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n[00:50.40] Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n[00:53.65] But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n[00:56.04] I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n[00:59.35] Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n[01:02.07] Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n[01:05.37] Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n[01:07.64] And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n[01:10.87] Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n[01:13.57] The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n[01:16.48] You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n[01:19.24] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:21.74] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:24.78] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:27.56] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:30.72] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:33.27] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:36.32] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:38.46] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:41.70] When I come, I'm comin' right\n[01:43.67] Fuck tip toein' in the night\n[01:45.33] I tear'em up in broad daylight\n[01:47.06] Snakes too crudoo for you\n[01:48.86] Nigga catch Deja Vu\n[01:50.91] When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n[01:53.09] It's time ta make it happen\n[01:55.23] Fuck the yappin'\n[01:56.12] I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n[01:58.87] Double action\n[02:00.22] Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n[02:01.83] Clickin' off reaction\n[02:03.94] All those robberies we breezed\n[02:05.83] Backed down DTs\n[02:07.79] Feelin' the murder disease\n[02:10.49] Thou shall die when I catch you\n[02:12.30] And lick you in your eye\n[02:13.76] Nigga, nice try\n[02:15.26] Our whole life, and thinkin'\n[02:17.03] Centered in drugs\n[02:18.45] Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n[02:21.34] Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n[02:23.52] The shots I released increased aimin'\n[02:25.97] For dey head piece\n[02:26.88] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:28.90] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:32.44] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:34.90] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:37.97] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:40.56] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:43.77] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:46.17] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:49.63] Murder's the death penalty\n[02:50.80] Don't need nobody\n[02:52.33] Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n[02:55.30] Us two combined, shots ta lick\n[02:57.52] Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n[02:59.13] Now who goes the road against it\n[03:00.64] Niggaz got drama\n[03:01.54] I'ma kill his baby first\n[03:03.11] And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n[03:06.06] Callin' police and snitchin'\n[03:07.58] You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n[03:09.46] Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n[03:11.69] Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n[03:14.87] Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n[03:17.65] Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n[03:20.48] Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n[03:23.14] Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\n[03:25.62] Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n[03:28.72] I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\n[03:31.28] Tryin' ta put in work\n[03:33.07] But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n[03:34.84] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[03:36.96] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[03:40.25] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[03:42.74] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[03:45.80] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[03:48.46] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[03:51.21] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[03:53.97] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[03:57.13] For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n[04:00.98] 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233970\n  end_ms: 237130\n- text: For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n  start_ms: 237130\n  end_ms: 240980\n- text: B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\n  start_ms: 240980\n  end_ms: 252510\n- text: Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  start_ms: 252510\n  end_ms: 258640\n- text: Motherfucker\n  start_ms: 258640\n  end_ms: 263020\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 263020\nplain: |-\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I thought I told you\n  Never to trust, nobody but us\n  Now the gats must bust\n  Malicious black viper venomous\n  There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n  I know you hear me, nigga talk\n\n  Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n  They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n  Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n  But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n  I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n  Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\n  Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n  Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n  And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n  Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n  The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n  You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  When I come, I'm comin' right\n  Fuck tip toein' in the night\n  I tear'em up in broad daylight\n  Snakes too crudoo for you\n  Nigga catch Deja Vu\n  When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\n  It's time ta make it happen\n  Fuck the yappin'\n  I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n  Double action\n  Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n  Clickin' off reaction\n\n  All those robberies we breezed\n  Backed down DTs\n  Feelin' the murder disease\n  Thou shall die when I catch you\n  And lick you in your eye\n  Nigga, nice try\n\n  Our whole life, and thinkin'\n  Centered in drugs\n  Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n  Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n  The shots I released increased aimin'\n  For dey head piece\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  Murder's the death penalty\n  Don't need nobody\n  Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n  Us two combined, shots ta lick\n  Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n  Now who goes the road against it\n\n  Niggaz got drama\n  I'ma kill his baby first\n  And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n  Callin' police and snitchin'\n  You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n  Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\n  Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n  Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n  Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n  Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n  Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\n  Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\n  I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\n  Tryin' ta put in work\n  But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n  B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\n  Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  Motherfucker\n"},{"id":38110281,"name":"White Chalk","trackName":"White Chalk","artistName":"JUNIOR M.A.F.I.A.","albumName":"unnamed","duration":280.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI thought I told you\nNever to trust, nobody but us\nNow the gats must bust\nMalicious black viper venomous\nThere's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\nI know you hear me, nigga talk\n\nNigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\nThey caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\nLarce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\nBut fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\nI can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\nBurners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\nPsychopath, when the days of wrath\nResolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\nAnd who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\nPumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\nThe raw deal, bad era switched to terror\nYou could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nWhen I come, I'm comin' right\nFuck tip toein' in the night\nI tear'em up in broad daylight\nSnakes too crudoo for you\nNigga catch Deja Vu\nWhen I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\nIt's time ta make it happen\nFuck the yappin'\nI'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\nDouble action\nTwo fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\nClickin' off reaction\n\nAll those robberies we breezed\nBacked down DTs\nFeelin' the murder disease\nThou shall die when I catch you\nAnd lick you in your eye\nNigga, nice try\n\nOur whole life, and thinkin'\nCentered in drugs\nTwin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\nEngraved, with the mark of the beast\nThe shots I released increased aimin'\nFor dey head piece\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk 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and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nFor my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\nB.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\nLil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\nMotherfucker","syncedLyrics":"[00:23.14]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[00:25.77]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[00:28.45]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[00:31.09]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[00:33.28]I thought I told you\n[00:34.13]Never to trust, nobody but us\n[00:36.56]Now the gats must bust\n[00:37.60]Malicious black viper venomous\n[00:39.37]There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n[00:43.48]I know you hear me, nigga talk\n[00:45.41]Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n[00:48.37]They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n[00:50.40]Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n[00:53.65]But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n[00:56.04]I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n[00:59.35]Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n[01:02.07]Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n[01:05.37]Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n[01:07.64]And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n[01:10.87]Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n[01:13.57]The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n[01:16.48]You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n[01:19.24]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:21.74]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:24.78]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:27.56]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:30.72]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:33.27]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:36.32]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:38.46]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:41.70]When I come, I'm comin' right\n[01:43.67]Fuck tip toein' in the night\n[01:45.33]I tear'em up in broad daylight\n[01:47.06]Snakes too crudoo for you\n[01:48.86]Nigga catch Deja Vu\n[01:50.91]When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n[01:53.09]It's time ta make it happen\n[01:55.23]Fuck the yappin'\n[01:56.12]I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n[01:58.87]Double action\n[02:00.22]Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n[02:01.83]Clickin' off reaction\n[02:03.94]All those robberies we breezed\n[02:05.83]Backed down DTs\n[02:07.79]Feelin' the murder disease\n[02:10.49]Thou shall die when I catch you\n[02:12.30]And lick you in your eye\n[02:13.76]Nigga, nice try\n[02:15.26]Our whole life, and thinkin'\n[02:17.03]Centered in drugs\n[02:18.45]Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n[02:21.34]Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n[02:23.52]The shots I released increased aimin'\n[02:25.97]For dey head piece\n[02:26.88]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:28.90]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:32.44]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:34.90]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:37.97]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:40.56]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:43.77]I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:46.17]Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:49.63]Murder's the death penalty\n[02:50.80]Don't need nobody\n[02:52.33]Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n[02:55.30]Us two combined, shots ta lick\n[02:57.52]Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n[02:59.13]Now who goes the road against it\n[03:00.64]Niggaz got drama\n[03:01.54]I'ma kill his baby first\n[03:03.11]And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n[03:06.06]Callin' police and snitchin'\n[03:07.58]You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n[03:09.46]Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n[03:11.69]Try ta murder my blood, can't let 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still beatin'\n[00:56.04] I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n[00:59.35] Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n[01:02.07] Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n[01:05.37] Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n[01:07.64] And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n[01:10.87] Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n[01:13.57] The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n[01:16.48] You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n[01:19.24] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:21.74] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:24.78] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:27.56] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:30.72] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:33.27] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:36.32] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[01:38.46] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[01:41.70] When I come, I'm comin' right\n[01:43.67] Fuck tip toein' in the night\n[01:45.33] I tear'em up in broad daylight\n[01:47.06] Snakes too crudoo for you\n[01:48.86] Nigga catch Deja Vu\n[01:50.91] When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n[01:53.09] It's time ta make it happen\n[01:55.23] Fuck the yappin'\n[01:56.12] I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n[01:58.87] Double action\n[02:00.22] Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n[02:01.83] Clickin' off reaction\n[02:03.94] All those robberies we breezed\n[02:05.83] Backed down DTs\n[02:07.79] Feelin' the murder disease\n[02:10.49] Thou shall die when I catch you\n[02:12.30] And lick you in your eye\n[02:13.76] Nigga, nice try\n[02:15.26] Our whole life, and thinkin'\n[02:17.03] Centered in drugs\n[02:18.45] Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n[02:21.34] Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n[02:23.52] The shots I released increased aimin'\n[02:25.97] For dey head piece\n[02:26.88] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:28.90] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:32.44] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:34.90] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:37.97] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:40.56] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:43.77] I got more glocks and tecks than you\n[02:46.17] Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n[02:49.63] Murder's the death penalty\n[02:50.80] Don't need nobody\n[02:52.33] Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n[02:55.30] Us two combined, shots ta lick\n[02:57.52] Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n[02:59.13] Now who goes the road against it\n[03:00.64] Niggaz got drama\n[03:01.54] I'ma kill his baby first\n[03:03.11] And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n[03:06.06] Callin' police and snitchin'\n[03:07.58] You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n[03:09.46] Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n[03:11.69] Try ta murder my blood, can't let it 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I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n  Double action\n  Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n  Clickin' off reaction\n\n  All those robberies we breezed\n  Backed down DTs\n  Feelin' the murder disease\n  Thou shall die when I catch you\n  And lick you in your eye\n  Nigga, nice try\n\n  Our whole life, and thinkin'\n  Centered in drugs\n  Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n  Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n  The shots I released increased aimin'\n  For dey head piece\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  Murder's the death penalty\n  Don't need nobody\n  Helpin' me but the other 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around 'em\n\nMurder's the death penalty\nDon't need nobody\nHelpin' me but the other half of snake and me\nUs two combined, shots ta lick\nJunior M.A.F.I.A. clique\nNow who goes the road against it\n\nNiggaz got drama\nI'ma kill his baby first\nAnd then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\nCallin' police and snitchin'\nYou live by the gun, you die by the gun\nDon't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\nTry ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\nFamily pride committin' grisly homicide\nBlunted, lame niggaz get hunted\nAutopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\nFuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\nNiggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\nI showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\nTryin' ta put in work\nBut only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nFor my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\nB.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\nLil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\nMotherfucker","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: White Chalk (dirty version)\n  artist: Junior M.A.F.I.A.\n  album: Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix)\n  duration_ms: 282000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I thought I told you\n  Never to trust, nobody but us\n  Now the gats must bust\n  Malicious black viper venomous\n  There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n  I know you hear me, nigga talk\n\n  Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n  They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n  Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n  But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n  I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n  Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\n  Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n  Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n  And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n  Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n  The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n  You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  When I come, I'm comin' right\n  Fuck tip toein' in the night\n  I tear'em up in broad daylight\n  Snakes too crudoo for you\n  Nigga catch Deja Vu\n  When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\n  It's time ta make it happen\n  Fuck the yappin'\n  I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n  Double action\n  Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n  Clickin' off reaction\n\n  All those robberies we breezed\n  Backed down DTs\n  Feelin' the murder disease\n  Thou shall die when I catch you\n  And lick you in your eye\n  Nigga, nice try\n\n  Our whole life, and thinkin'\n  Centered in drugs\n  Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n  Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n  The shots I released increased aimin'\n  For dey head piece\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  Murder's the death penalty\n  Don't need nobody\n  Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n  Us two combined, shots ta lick\n  Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n  Now who goes the road against it\n\n  Niggaz got drama\n  I'ma kill his baby first\n  And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n  Callin' police and snitchin'\n  You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n  Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\n  Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n  Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n  Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n  Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n  Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\n  Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\n  I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\n  Tryin' ta put in work\n  But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n  B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\n  Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  Motherfucker\n"},{"id":39377100,"name":"White Chalk (Dirty Version)","trackName":"White Chalk (Dirty Version)","artistName":"Junior M.A.F.I.A.","albumName":"Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) [Single]","duration":282.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI thought I told you\nNever to trust, nobody but us\nNow the gats must bust\nMalicious black viper venomous\nThere's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\nI know you hear me, nigga talk\n\nNigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\nThey caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\nLarce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\nBut fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\nI can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\nBurners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\nPsychopath, when the days of wrath\nResolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\nAnd who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\nPumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\nThe raw deal, bad era switched to terror\nYou could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nWhen I come, I'm comin' right\nFuck tip toein' in the night\nI tear'em up in broad daylight\nSnakes too crudoo for you\nNigga catch Deja Vu\nWhen I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\nIt's time ta make it happen\nFuck the yappin'\nI'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\nDouble action\nTwo fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\nClickin' off reaction\n\nAll those robberies we breezed\nBacked down DTs\nFeelin' the murder disease\nThou shall die when I catch you\nAnd lick you in your eye\nNigga, nice try\n\nOur whole life, and thinkin'\nCentered in drugs\nTwin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\nEngraved, with the mark of the beast\nThe shots I released increased aimin'\nFor dey head piece\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nMurder's the death penalty\nDon't need nobody\nHelpin' me but the other half of snake and me\nUs two combined, shots ta lick\nJunior M.A.F.I.A. clique\nNow who goes the road against it\n\nNiggaz got drama\nI'ma kill his baby first\nAnd then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\nCallin' police and snitchin'\nYou live by the gun, you die by the gun\nDon't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\nTry ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\nFamily pride committin' grisly homicide\nBlunted, lame niggaz get hunted\nAutopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\nFuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\nNiggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\nI showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\nTryin' ta put in work\nBut only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\nI got more glocks and tecks than you\nStill seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\nFor my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\nB.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\nLil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\nMotherfucker","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: White Chalk (Dirty Version)\n  artist: Junior M.A.F.I.A.\n  album: Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) [Single]\n  duration_ms: 282053\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I thought I told you\n  Never to trust, nobody but us\n  Now the gats must bust\n  Malicious black viper venomous\n  There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk\n  I know you hear me, nigga talk\n\n  Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin'\n  They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin'\n  Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in\n  But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'\n  I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep\n  Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies\n\n  Psychopath, when the days of wrath\n  Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it\n  And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red\n  Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head\n  The raw deal, bad era switched to terror\n  You could pray all day but still gone die anyway\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  When I come, I'm comin' right\n  Fuck tip toein' in the night\n  I tear'em up in broad daylight\n  Snakes too crudoo for you\n  Nigga catch Deja Vu\n  When I'm aimin' my gat at you\n\n  It's time ta make it happen\n  Fuck the yappin'\n  I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin'\n  Double action\n  Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction\n  Clickin' off reaction\n\n  All those robberies we breezed\n  Backed down DTs\n  Feelin' the murder disease\n  Thou shall die when I catch you\n  And lick you in your eye\n  Nigga, nice try\n\n  Our whole life, and thinkin'\n  Centered in drugs\n  Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs\n  Engraved, with the mark of the beast\n  The shots I released increased aimin'\n  For dey head piece\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  Murder's the death penalty\n  Don't need nobody\n  Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me\n  Us two combined, shots ta lick\n  Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique\n  Now who goes the road against it\n\n  Niggaz got drama\n  I'ma kill his baby first\n  And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'\n  Callin' police and snitchin'\n  You live by the gun, you die by the gun\n  Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun?\n\n  Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide\n  Family pride committin' grisly homicide\n  Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted\n  Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos\n  Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss\n  Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it\n\n  I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt\n  Tryin' ta put in work\n  But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n  I got more glocks and tecks than you\n  Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em\n\n  For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser\n  B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek\n  Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac\n  Motherfucker\n"}]