[{"id":19365863,"name":"Tequila","trackName":"Tequila","artistName":"Kurupt","albumName":"Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha","duration":225.293333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rock the beat\nRock the beat\nThis is for my killas\nThat shoot tequilla\n?? while they ride out to the club\nTo get their freak on(Rock the beat)\nTo get their creep on(Rock the beat)\nTo get their drink on(Rock the beat)\nTo get their smoke on(Rock the beat\nBlaze up\nBlaze up\nAll the homies bang\nRound up all the little locs, high as the sky\nSmash and mash your body, just another day\nReal high until your pistols reach the sky\nQuarter pound of bomb, quarter pound of bud\nCause where I'm from thangs ain't never gonna change\nSo fuck where you from\nSemi-automatic shotgun blast a herb, when I trip then unload the clip\nNot giving a fuck is the motto\nBitches gobble and swallow, we bust hallows(nigga)\nAnd I'm first to launch off the hallow heads nigga\nHit the liquor store for sure\nRight after I unload the forty-four(four, four\n\nWhether mathematical, actual dollar figures\nMake a nigga feel bigger\nCap pealer for the soldiers\nMake a nigga feel older\nAnd another gift from a sweet lick, to a cheap trick\nThat's all a nigga get, cause it get rich\nOvernight flight to the top, first class\nMiss lady got a nice ass(ew shit)\nFast as you want to be\nLady just follow me\nI'm a southwest G\nTeam with Kurupt\nStraight giving a fuck\nI will make a tick know what's up, blowin up\nFinish up when I bust a nut\nI'm in your girl's guts screaming, keepin her feining\nHad to put her on my team and fuck dreaming\nMack-a-jack with the checkered flag\nActing all bad, make me mad\nSo be the first to blast\nMiss Niva(Niva, Niva)\n\nWe, organized the killings, don't be playin the plots\nCome around here and you will get shot\nMe and my motherfucking homeboys run the block\nPop, pop one of they homies drop\nI told y'all niggas never to come around here\nCause y'all motherfuckers don't pump no fear\nAin't nobody hard whether it's day or dark\nLike the fourth of July when the candles spark\nAlways knew what I wanted to see\nThat's having big paper have many g's\nAin't nothing but killers hanging with me\nBlast any nigga who step to me\n\nWe will take your shit\nWhoop your ass\nFuck your bitch\nNever thought it would happen but it did, you trick\nY'all niggas can't fuck with this","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tequila\n  artist: Kurupt\n  album: Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha\n  duration_ms: 225293\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Rock the beat\n  Rock the beat\n  This is for my killas\n  That shoot tequilla\n  ?? 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while they ride out to the club\n  To get their freak on(Rock the beat)\n  To get their creep on(Rock the beat)\n  To get their drink on(Rock the beat)\n  To get their smoke on(Rock the beat\n  Blaze up\n  Blaze up\n  All the homies bang\n  Round up all the little locs, high as the sky\n  Smash and mash your body, just another day\n  Real high until your pistols reach the sky\n  Quarter pound of bomb, quarter pound of bud\n  Cause where I'm from thangs ain't never gonna change\n  So fuck where you from\n  Semi-automatic shotgun blast a herb, when I trip then unload the clip\n  Not giving a fuck is the motto\n  Bitches gobble and swallow, we bust hallows(nigga)\n  And I'm first to launch off the hallow heads nigga\n  Hit the liquor store for sure\n  Right after I unload the forty-four(four, four\n\n  Whether mathematical, actual dollar figures\n  Make a nigga feel bigger\n  Cap pealer for the soldiers\n  Make a nigga feel older\n  And another gift from a sweet lick, to a cheap trick\n  That's all a nigga get, cause it get rich\n  Overnight flight to the top, first class\n  Miss lady got a nice ass(ew shit)\n  Fast as you want to be\n  Lady just follow me\n  I'm a southwest G\n  Team with Kurupt\n  Straight giving a fuck\n  I will make a tick know what's up, blowin up\n  Finish up when I bust a nut\n  I'm in your girl's guts screaming, keepin her feining\n  Had to put her on my team and fuck dreaming\n  Mack-a-jack with the checkered flag\n  Acting all bad, make me mad\n  So be the first to blast\n  Miss Niva(Niva, Niva)\n\n  We, organized the killings, don't be playin the plots\n  Come around here and you will get shot\n  Me and my motherfucking homeboys run the block\n  Pop, pop one of they homies drop\n  I told y'all niggas never to come around here\n  Cause y'all motherfuckers don't pump no fear\n  Ain't nobody hard whether it's day or dark\n  Like the fourth of July when the candles spark\n  Always knew what I wanted to see\n  That's having big paper have many g's\n  Ain't nothing but killers hanging with me\n  Blast any nigga who step to me\n\n  We will take your shit\n  Whoop your ass\n  Fuck your bitch\n  Never thought it would happen but it did, you trick\n  Y'all niggas can't fuck with this\n"},{"id":29543362,"name":"06. 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