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Amsterdam\nHittin' like switches, dippin'\nHit the switches\nWhich is one reason why I gotta make mine\nCause these fools on the streets\nTryin' to take mine\nWhat's up lady, times is gettin' shady\nYou gotta lip stick with it\nThats why I'm sick with it\nHard to maintain in this world of pain\nBut I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n(Check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill\nAnd get along, motherfucka?\nThe views you choose to use\nIs wrong, motherfucka\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up 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deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the G's and me\n\n(Kurupt)\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the head\nWe wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\nI'm sure all the G's know what I mean\nLil locs, young G's and OG's\nWe on the smash for cash and that's it\nWe hit the stash and dash,\nAnd that's it\nWe don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\nAnd we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n-CHORUS- (2x)\n\nGive it up nigga, 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Livin' life in my rear view\n  S nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up on\n  Who controllin'?\n  Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n  Put my shit in cruise control,\n  With bitches all around\n  Make me feel like a G once more\n  He once smoked for free\n  Now its all about the G's and me\n\n  (Kurupt)\n  Oh yeah\n  Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n  I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n  Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n  We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  We hit the stash and dash,\n  And that's it\n  We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n  -CHORUS- (2x)\n\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\n  Why you trippin' wit me?\n  Won't you kick it with me?\n  Come by my block\n  Combinin' knobs\n  I got me somebody mad as shit\n  While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n  I'm dippin' down the street in a 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the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up on\n  Who controllin'?\n  Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n  Put my shit in cruise control,\n  With bitches all around\n  Make me feel like a G once more\n  He once smoked for free\n  Now its all about the G's and me\n\n  (Kurupt)\n  Oh yeah\n  Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n  I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n  Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n  We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  We hit the stash and dash,\n  And that's it\n  We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n  -CHORUS- (2x)\n\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\n  Why you trippin' wit me?\n  Won't you kick it with me?\n  Come by my block\n  Combinin' knobs\n  I got me somebody mad as shit\n  While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n  I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n  Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n  Ten of 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shady\nYou gotta lip stick with it\nThats why I'm sick with it\nHard to maintain in this world of pain\nBut I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n(Check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill\nAnd get along, motherfucka?\nThe views you choose to use\nIs wrong, motherfucka\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the 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yeah\n[01:39.91] Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n[01:41.76] We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n[01:44.58] I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n[01:46.36] Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n[01:49.05] We on the smash for cash and that's it\n[01:51.73] We hit the stash and dash,\n[01:53.54] And that's it\n[01:54.40] We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n[01:56.38] And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n[01:58.14] -CHORUS- (2x)\n[02:17.20] Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n[02:37.14] Why you trippin' wit me?\n[02:38.18] Won't you kick it with me?\n[02:39.01] Come by my block\n[02:40.86] Combinin' knobs\n[02:41.75] I got me somebody mad as shit\n[02:43.56] While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n[02:46.22] I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n[02:48.95] Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n[02:51.63] Ten of the homies made a left\n[02:53.42] But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n[02:56.14] -CHORUS- (8x)\n[03:16.20] 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it\nHard to maintain in this world of pain\nBut I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n(Check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill\nAnd get along, motherfucka?\nThe views you choose to use\nIs wrong, motherfucka\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the G's and me\n\n(Kurupt)\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the 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Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n[00:12.97] (Niggaz, bitches, homies, ladies)\n[00:16.52] Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n[00:19.23] (All of them)\n[00:20.22] Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons\n[00:21.13] (Kurupt)\n[00:22.01] I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\n[00:23.84] Hittin' like switches, dippin'\n[00:24.78] Hit the switches\n[00:26.50] Which is one reason why I gotta make mine\n[00:28.38] Cause these fools on the streets\n[00:30.18] Tryin' to take mine\n[00:31.05] What's up lady, times is gettin' shady\n[00:32.84] You gotta lip stick with it\n[00:34.70] Thats why I'm sick with it\n[00:36.44] Hard to maintain in this world of pain\n[00:38.21] But I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n[00:40.09] (Check it out)\n[00:40.95] Why can't we just chill\n[00:41.92] And get along, motherfucka?\n[00:42.82] The views you choose to use\n[00:44.64] Is wrong, motherfucka\n[00:45.58] Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\n[00:48.24] Just ride with me\n[00:50.08] 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head\n[01:41.76] We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n[01:44.58] I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n[01:46.36] Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n[01:49.05] We on the smash for cash and that's it\n[01:51.73] We hit the stash and dash,\n[01:53.54] And that's it\n[01:54.40] We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n[01:56.38] And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n[01:58.14] -CHORUS- (2x)\n[02:17.20] Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n[02:37.14] Why you trippin' wit me?\n[02:38.18] Won't you kick it with me?\n[02:39.01] Come by my block\n[02:40.86] Combinin' knobs\n[02:41.75] I got me somebody mad as shit\n[02:43.56] While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n[02:46.22] I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n[02:48.95] Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n[02:51.63] Ten of the homies made a left\n[02:53.42] But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n[02:56.14] -CHORUS- (8x)\n[03:16.20] (Battlecat\n[03:18.00] Why you made the beat like this?\n[03:19.81] Baby S, what\n[03:24.42] Kurupt, Young Gotti\n[03:37.33] All the ladies ridin' Mercedes\n[03:41.89] All the niggaz, we on Bentleys\n[03:46.38] We wear Khakis\n[03:49.17] We are real G's\n[03:53.65] To all my OG's, like Big U\n[03:58.20] We love you, too\n[04:00.93] All the homeboys\n[04:02.74] My big homeboy Snoop)\n[04:03.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Can Freak It\n  artist: Kurupt\n  album: Kuruption!\n  duration_ms: 239000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n  start_ms: 12020\n  end_ms: 12970\n- text: (Niggaz, bitches, homies, ladies)\n  start_ms: 12970\n  end_ms: 16520\n- text: Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n  start_ms: 16520\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: (All of them)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 20220\n- text: Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons\n  start_ms: 20220\n  end_ms: 21130\n- text: (Kurupt)\n  start_ms: 21130\n  end_ms: 22010\n- text: I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\n  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reason why I gotta make mine\n  Cause these fools on the streets\n  Tryin' to take mine\n  What's up lady, times is gettin' shady\n  You gotta lip stick with it\n  Thats why I'm sick with it\n  Hard to maintain in this world of pain\n  But I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n  (Check it out)\n  Why can't we just chill\n  And get along, motherfucka?\n  The views you choose to use\n  Is wrong, motherfucka\n  Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\n  Just ride with me\n  Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez\n  Ridin' with the young OG's\n  Dippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n  As we bounce rock skate on threes\n\n  CHORUS: (2x)\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Come in that game and you know\n\n  (Baby S)\n  Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n  Livin' life in my rear view\n  S nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up on\n  Who 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of pain\nBut I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n(Check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill\nAnd get along, motherfucka?\nThe views you choose to use\nIs wrong, motherfucka\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the G's and me\n\n(Kurupt)\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the head\nWe wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\nI'm sure all the G's know what I mean\nLil locs, young G's and OG's\nWe on the smash for cash and that's it\nWe hit the stash and dash,\nAnd that's it\nWe don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\nAnd we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n-CHORUS- (2x)\n\nGive it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\nWhy you trippin' wit me?\nWon't you kick it with me?\nCome by my block\nCombinin' knobs\nI got me somebody mad as shit\nWhile all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\nI'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\nPull up to the curve, then swerve gently\nTen of the homies made a left\nBut they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n\n-CHORUS- (8x)\n\n(Battlecat\nWhy you made the beat like this?\nBaby S, what\nKurupt, Young Gotti\nAll the ladies ridin' Mercedes\nAll the niggaz, we on Bentleys\nWe wear Khakis\nWe are real G's\nTo all my OG's, like Big U\nWe love you, too\nAll the homeboys\nMy big homeboy Snoop)","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.02] Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n[00:12.97] (Niggaz, bitches, homies, ladies)\n[00:16.52] Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n[00:19.23] (All of them)\n[00:20.22] Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons\n[00:21.13] (Kurupt)\n[00:22.01] I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\n[00:23.84] Hittin' like switches, dippin'\n[00:24.78] Hit the switches\n[00:26.50] Which is one reason why I gotta make mine\n[00:28.38] Cause these fools on the streets\n[00:30.18] Tryin' to take mine\n[00:31.05] What's up lady, times is gettin' shady\n[00:32.84] You gotta lip stick with it\n[00:34.70] Thats why I'm sick with it\n[00:36.44] Hard to maintain in this world of pain\n[00:38.21] But I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n[00:40.09] (Check it out)\n[00:40.95] Why can't we just chill\n[00:41.92] And get along, motherfucka?\n[00:42.82] The views you choose to use\n[00:44.64] Is wrong, motherfucka\n[00:45.58] Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\n[00:48.24] Just ride with me\n[00:50.08] Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez\n[00:52.74] Ridin' with the young OG's\n[00:54.54] Dippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n[00:57.29] As we bounce rock skate on threes\n[00:59.39] CHORUS: (2x)\n[01:01.15] We can freak it\n[01:02.94] Freak if you want to\n[01:04.71] Dine if you want to, but\n[01:07.43] Come in that game and you know\n[01:20.07] (Baby S)\n[01:21.05] Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n[01:21.95] Livin' life in my rear view\n[01:23.70] S nigga hear you\n[01:24.66] About to drop the bomb\n[01:25.50] Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n[01:27.39] And John hook my shit up on\n[01:29.16] Who controllin'?\n[01:30.08] Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:30.97] Put my shit in cruise control,\n[01:32.72] With bitches all around\n[01:33.62] Make me feel like a G once more\n[01:35.47] He once smoked for free\n[01:37.26] Now its all about the G's and me\n[01:38.14] (Kurupt)\n[01:39.06] Oh yeah\n[01:39.91] Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n[01:41.76] We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck 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Baby S, what\n  Kurupt, Young Gotti\n  All the ladies ridin' Mercedes\n  All the niggaz, we on Bentleys\n  We wear Khakis\n  We are real G's\n  To all my OG's, like Big U\n  We love you, too\n  All the homeboys\n  My big homeboy Snoop)\n"},{"id":19997540,"name":"We Can Freak It","trackName":"We Can Freak It","artistName":"Kurupt","albumName":"Kuruption! 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skate on threes\n\n  CHORUS: (2x)\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Come in that game and you know\n\n  (Baby S)\n  Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n  Livin' life in my rear view\n  S nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up on\n  Who controllin'?\n  Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n  Put my shit in cruise control,\n  With bitches all around\n  Make me feel like a G once more\n  He once smoked for free\n  Now its all about the G's and me\n\n  (Kurupt)\n  Oh yeah\n  Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n  I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n  Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n  We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  We hit the stash and dash,\n  And that's it\n  We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n  -CHORUS- (2x)\n\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\n  Why 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homies)\nBounce, rock, roller (ladies)\nDippin' down the street on platinum Daytons (old and young)\nI been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\nHit 'em like switches\nDippin', hit the switches, which is\nOne reason (one) why I gotta make mine (uh-huh)\n'Cause these fools on the street tryna take mine (uh-huh)\nWhat's up ladies?\nTime's gettin' shady\nYou gotta lipstick with it (why?)\nThat's why I'm sick with it\nHard to maintain in this world of pain\nBut I'ma serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine (check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill and get along, motherfucker?\nBut the views you choose to use is wrong, motherfucker\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on D's (on D's)\nRidin' with the young OG's (OG's)\nDippin' down to Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes, on threes)\nWe can freak it (uh-huh)\nFreak if you want to (say what)\nDine if you want to, but\nCommunicated and you know (sex and power)\nKnow we can freak it (uh-huh)\nFreak if you want to (bounce)\nDine if you want to, but\nCommunicate and you know\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS, nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up bomb\nWho controllin'?\nRollin' with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control with bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked one for free\nNow its all about the G's and he\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the head\nWe wear khakis nigga, fuck jeans (uh-huh)\nI'm sure all the G's know what I mean (yeah, yeah)\nLil' locs, young G's and OG's (OG's)\nWe on the smash for cash and that's it\nWe hit the stash, we dash and that's it\nWe don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\nAnd we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to (bitch)\nDine if you want to, but\nCommunicated and you know (sex and power)\nKnow we can freak it (uh-huh)\nFreak if you want to (say what)\nDine if you want to, but (bitch)\nCommunicate and you know (yeah, check it out)\nGive it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\nGive it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\nGive it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\nGive it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\nGive it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\nGive it up nigga, throw it up, nigga (oh)\nGive it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\nGive it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\nWhy you trippin' with me? (Trippin' with me)\nWon't you kick it with me? (Kick it with me)\nBy my block\nCombinin' knots (I)\nI got me somebody bad as shit (bad as shit)\nWhile all the rest of y'all is mad as shit (mad as shit)\nI'm dippin' down the street in a sky-blue Bentley\nPull up to the curb, then swerve gently (oh, what's up, homie?)\nTen of the homies made a left\nBut they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so uh\nWe can freak it (uh-huh)\nFreak if you want to (yeah)\nDine if you want to, but\nCommunicate and you know (sex and power)\nKnow we can freak it (uh-huh)\nFreak if you want to (yeah)\nDine if you want to, but (uh-huh)\nCommunicate and you know\nWe can freak it (why you make a beat like this?)\nFreak if you want to, baby\nDine if you want to, but (Baby S, boy)\nCommunicate and you know (sex and power)\nKnow we can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCommunicate and you know (yeah)\nWe can freak it (all the ladies)\nFreak if you want to (drivin' Mercedes)\nDine if you want to, but (all the niggas)\nCommunicate and you know (sex and power)\nKnow we can freak it (you wearin' khakis)\nFreak if you want to (haha)\nDine if you want to, but (we all real G's)\nCommunicate and you know (to all my OG's)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to (we love you too)\nDine if you want to, but (all the homies)\nCommunicate and you know (sex and power)","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.07] (This for all y'all, all y'all, all over)\n[00:10.40] (All over, ha)\n[00:11.71] Bounce, rock, roller skatin' (niggas)\n[00:14.12] (Bitches, homies)\n[00:17.07] Bounce, rock, roller (ladies)\n[00:19.33] Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons (old and young)\n[00:21.50] I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\n[00:24.19] Hit 'em like switches\n[00:25.35] Dippin', hit the switches, which is\n[00:27.18] One reason (one) why I gotta make mine (uh-huh)\n[00:29.11] 'Cause these fools on the street tryna take mine (uh-huh)\n[00:31.90] What's up ladies?\n[00:32.77] Time's gettin' shady\n[00:33.80] You gotta lipstick with it (why?)\n[00:35.44] That's why I'm sick with it\n[00:36.43] Hard to maintain in this world of pain\n[00:38.50] But I'ma serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine (check it out)\n[00:41.13] Why can't we just chill and get along, motherfucker?\n[00:43.50] But the views you choose to use is wrong, motherfucker\n[00:46.02] Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\n[00:49.04] Just ride with me\n[00:50.09] Battlecat in the back with a sack on D's (on D's)\n[00:53.16] Ridin' with the young OG's (OG's)\n[00:55.59] Dippin' down to Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n[00:58.11] As we bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes, on threes)\n[01:01.26] We can freak it (uh-huh)\n[01:03.45] Freak if you want to (say what)\n[01:05.85] Dine if you want to, but\n[01:08.19] Communicated and you know (sex and power)\n[01:10.74] Know we can freak it (uh-huh)\n[01:13.11] Freak if you want to (bounce)\n[01:15.38] Dine if you want to, but\n[01:17.78] Communicate and you know\n[01:20.05] Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n[01:22.10] Livin' life in my rear view\n[01:23.86] S, nigga hear you\n[01:24.88] About to drop the bomb\n[01:25.80] Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n[01:27.73] And John hook my shit up bomb\n[01:29.46] Who controllin'?\n[01:30.27] Rollin' with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:31.80] Put my shit in cruise control with bitches all around\n[01:34.21] Make me feel like a G once more\n[01:36.00] He once smoked one for free\n[01:37.25] Now its all about the G's and he\n[01:39.03] Oh yeah\n[01:39.77] Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n[01:42.46] We wear khakis nigga, fuck jeans (uh-huh)\n[01:44.91] I'm sure all the G's know what I mean (yeah, yeah)\n[01:47.58] Lil' locs, young G's and OG's (OG's)\n[01:49.89] We on the smash for cash and that's it\n[01:52.24] We hit the stash, we dash and that's it\n[01:54.51] We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n[01:56.51] And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n[01:58.86] We can freak it\n[02:01.47] Freak if you want to (bitch)\n[02:03.49] Dine if you want to, but\n[02:05.97] Communicated and you know (sex and power)\n[02:08.80] Know we can freak it (uh-huh)\n[02:11.03] Freak if you want to (say what)\n[02:13.44] Dine if you want to, but (bitch)\n[02:15.96] Communicate and you know (yeah, check it out)\n[02:17.85] Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n[02:20.06] Give it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\n[02:22.55] Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n[02:24.96] Give it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\n[02:27.34] Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n[02:29.85] Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga (oh)\n[02:32.29] Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n[02:34.65] Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n[02:37.00] Why you trippin' with me? (Trippin' with me)\n[02:38.32] Won't you kick it with me? (Kick it with me)\n[02:39.82] By my block\n[02:40.90] Combinin' knots (I)\n[02:42.21] I got me somebody bad as shit (bad as shit)\n[02:44.22] While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit (mad as shit)\n[02:46.87] I'm dippin' down the street in a sky-blue Bentley\n[02:49.28] Pull up to the curb, then swerve gently (oh, what's up, homie?)\n[02:51.81] Ten of the homies made a left\n[02:54.08] But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so uh\n[02:56.96] We can freak it (uh-huh)\n[02:59.35] Freak if you want to (yeah)\n[03:01.83] Dine if you want to, but\n[03:04.12] Communicate and you know (sex and power)\n[03:06.72] Know we can freak it (uh-huh)\n[03:09.16] Freak if you want to (yeah)\n[03:11.80] Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh)\n[03:14.10] Communicate and you know\n[03:16.98] We can freak it (why you make a beat like this?)\n[03:18.96] Freak if you want to, baby\n[03:21.33] Dine if you want to, but (Baby S, boy)\n[03:23.86] Communicate and you know (sex and power)\n[03:26.31] Know we 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end_ms: 140060\n- text: Give it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\n  start_ms: 140060\n  end_ms: 142550\n- text: Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  start_ms: 142550\n  end_ms: 144960\n- text: Give it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\n  start_ms: 144960\n  end_ms: 147340\n- text: Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  start_ms: 147340\n  end_ms: 149850\n- text: Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga (oh)\n  start_ms: 149850\n  end_ms: 152290\n- text: Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  start_ms: 152290\n  end_ms: 154650\n- text: Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  start_ms: 154650\n  end_ms: 157000\n- text: Why you trippin' with me? (Trippin' with me)\n  start_ms: 157000\n  end_ms: 158320\n- text: Won't you kick it with me? (Kick it with me)\n  start_ms: 158320\n  end_ms: 159820\n- text: By my block\n  start_ms: 159820\n  end_ms: 160900\n- text: Combinin' knots (I)\n  start_ms: 160900\n  end_ms: 162210\n- text: I got me somebody bad as shit (bad as shit)\n  start_ms: 162210\n  end_ms: 164220\n- text: While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit (mad as shit)\n  start_ms: 164220\n  end_ms: 166870\n- text: I'm dippin' down the street in a sky-blue Bentley\n  start_ms: 166870\n  end_ms: 169280\n- text: Pull up to the curb, then swerve gently (oh, what's up, homie?)\n  start_ms: 169280\n  end_ms: 171810\n- text: Ten of the homies made a left\n  start_ms: 171810\n  end_ms: 174080\n- text: But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so uh\n  start_ms: 174080\n  end_ms: 176960\n- text: We can freak it (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 176960\n  end_ms: 179350\n- text: Freak if you want to (yeah)\n  start_ms: 179350\n  end_ms: 181830\n- text: Dine if you want to, but\n  start_ms: 181830\n  end_ms: 184120\n- text: 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fuck all of y'all\n  As we bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes, on threes)\n  We can freak it (uh-huh)\n  Freak if you want to (say what)\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Communicated and you know (sex and power)\n  Know we can freak it (uh-huh)\n  Freak if you want to (bounce)\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Communicate and you know\n  Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n  Livin' life in my rear view\n  S, nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up bomb\n  Who controllin'?\n  Rollin' with my nigga from the Pound\n  Put my shit in cruise control with bitches all around\n  Make me feel like a G once more\n  He once smoked one for free\n  Now its all about the G's and he\n  Oh yeah\n  Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  We wear khakis nigga, fuck jeans (uh-huh)\n  I'm sure all the G's know what I mean (yeah, yeah)\n  Lil' locs, young G's and OG's (OG's)\n  We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  We hit the stash, we dash and that's it\n  We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to (bitch)\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Communicated and you know (sex and power)\n  Know we can freak it (uh-huh)\n  Freak if you want to (say what)\n  Dine if you want to, but (bitch)\n  Communicate and you know (yeah, check it out)\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  Give it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  Give it up nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga (oh)\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up, nigga\n  Why you trippin' with me? (Trippin' with me)\n  Won't you kick it with me? (Kick it with me)\n  By my block\n  Combinin' knots (I)\n  I got me somebody bad as shit (bad as shit)\n  While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit (mad as shit)\n  I'm dippin' down the street in a sky-blue Bentley\n  Pull up to the curb, then swerve gently (oh, what's up, homie?)\n  Ten of the homies made a left\n  But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so uh\n  We can freak it (uh-huh)\n  Freak if you want to (yeah)\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Communicate and you know (sex and power)\n  Know we can freak it (uh-huh)\n  Freak if you want to (yeah)\n  Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh)\n  Communicate and you know\n  We can freak it (why you make a beat like this?)\n  Freak if you want to, baby\n  Dine if you want to, but (Baby S, boy)\n  Communicate and you know (sex and power)\n  Know we can freak it\n  Freak if you want to\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Communicate and you know (yeah)\n  We can freak it (all the ladies)\n  Freak if you want to (drivin' Mercedes)\n  Dine if you want to, but (all the niggas)\n  Communicate and you know (sex and power)\n  Know we can freak it (you wearin' khakis)\n  Freak if you want to (haha)\n  Dine if you want to, but (we all real G's)\n  Communicate and you know (to all my OG's)\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to (we love you too)\n  Dine if you want to, but (all the homies)\n  Communicate and you know (sex and power)\n"},{"id":12671079,"name":"We Can Freak It","trackName":"We Can Freak It","artistName":"Kurupt","albumName":"Old School Hip Hop Party","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n(Niggaz, bitches, homies, ladies)\nBounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n(All of them)\nDippin' down the street on platinum Daytons\n\n(Kurupt)\nI been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\nHittin' like switches, dippin'\nHit the switches\nWhich is one reason why I gotta make mine\nCause these fools on the streets\nTryin' to take mine\nWhat's up lady, times is gettin' shady\nYou gotta lip stick with it\nThats why I'm sick with it\nHard to maintain in this world of pain\nBut I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n(Check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill\nAnd get along, motherfucka?\nThe views you choose to use\nIs wrong, motherfucka\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the G's and me\n\n(Kurupt)\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the head\nWe wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\nI'm sure all the G's know what I mean\nLil locs, young G's and OG's\nWe on the smash for cash and that's it\nWe hit the stash and dash,\nAnd that's it\nWe don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\nAnd we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n-CHORUS- (2x)\n\nGive it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\nWhy you trippin' wit me?\nWon't you kick it with me?\nCome by my block\nCombinin' knobs\nI got me somebody mad as shit\nWhile all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\nI'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\nPull up to the curve, then swerve gently\nTen of the homies made a left\nBut they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n\n-CHORUS- (8x)\n\n(Battlecat\nWhy you made the beat like this?\nBaby S, what\nKurupt, Young Gotti\nAll the ladies ridin' Mercedes\nAll the niggaz, we on Bentleys\nWe wear Khakis\nWe are real G's\nTo all my OG's, like Big U\nWe love you, too\nAll the 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tee\n  Just ride with me\n  Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez\n  Ridin' with the young OG's\n  Dippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n  As we bounce rock skate on threes\n\n  CHORUS: (2x)\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Come in that game and you know\n\n  (Baby S)\n  Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n  Livin' life in my rear view\n  S nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up on\n  Who controllin'?\n  Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n  Put my shit in cruise control,\n  With bitches all around\n  Make me feel like a G once more\n  He once smoked for free\n  Now its all about the G's and me\n\n  (Kurupt)\n  Oh yeah\n  Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n  I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n  Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n  We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  We hit the stash and dash,\n  And that's it\n  We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n  -CHORUS- (2x)\n\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\n  Why you trippin' wit me?\n  Won't you kick it with me?\n  Come by my block\n  Combinin' knobs\n  I got me somebody mad as shit\n  While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n  I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n  Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n  Ten of the homies made a left\n  But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n\n  -CHORUS- (8x)\n\n  (Battlecat\n  Why you made the beat like this?\n  Baby S, what\n  Kurupt, Young Gotti\n  All the ladies ridin' Mercedes\n  All the niggaz, we on Bentleys\n  We wear Khakis\n  We are real G's\n  To all my OG's, like Big U\n  We love you, too\n  All the homeboys\n  My big homeboy Snoop)\n"},{"id":11921035,"name":"We Can Freak It","trackName":"We Can Freak It","artistName":"Kurupt","albumName":"Good Morning Music: Hip Hop 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it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the G's and me\n\n(Kurupt)\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the head\nWe wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\nI'm sure all the G's know what I mean\nLil locs, young G's and OG's\nWe on the smash for cash and that's it\nWe hit the stash and dash,\nAnd that's it\nWe don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\nAnd we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n-CHORUS- (2x)\n\nGive it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\nWhy you trippin' wit me?\nWon't you kick it with me?\nCome by my block\nCombinin' knobs\nI got me somebody mad as 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yeah\n[01:39.91] Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n[01:41.76] We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n[01:44.58] I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n[01:46.36] Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n[01:49.05] We on the smash for cash and that's it\n[01:51.73] We hit the stash and dash,\n[01:53.54] And that's it\n[01:54.40] We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n[01:56.38] And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n[01:58.14] -CHORUS- (2x)\n[02:17.20] Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n[02:37.14] Why you trippin' wit me?\n[02:38.18] Won't you kick it with me?\n[02:39.01] Come by my block\n[02:40.86] Combinin' knobs\n[02:41.75] I got me somebody mad as shit\n[02:43.56] While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n[02:46.22] I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n[02:48.95] Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n[02:51.63] Ten of the homies made a left\n[02:53.42] But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n[02:56.14] -CHORUS- (8x)\n[03:16.20] 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shady\nYou gotta lip stick with it\nThats why I'm sick with it\nHard to maintain in this world of pain\nBut I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n(Check it out)\nWhy can't we just chill\nAnd get along, motherfucka?\nThe views you choose to use\nIs wrong, motherfucka\nRelax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\nJust ride with me\nBattlecat in the back with a sack on deez\nRidin' with the young OG's\nDippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\nAs we bounce rock skate on threes\n\nCHORUS: (2x)\nWe can freak it\nFreak if you want to\nDine if you want to, but\nCome in that game and you know\n\n(Baby S)\nLet me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\nLivin' life in my rear view\nS nigga hear you\nAbout to drop the bomb\nRecord one and blue calm, and Yukons\nAnd John hook my shit up on\nWho controllin'?\nRollin with my nigga from the Pound\nPut my shit in cruise control,\nWith bitches all around\nMake me feel like a G once more\nHe once smoked for free\nNow its all about the G's and me\n\n(Kurupt)\nOh yeah\nBlaze up a whole sack to the head\nWe wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\nI'm sure all the G's know what I mean\nLil locs, young G's and OG's\nWe on the smash for cash and that's it\nWe hit the stash and dash,\nAnd that's it\nWe don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\nAnd we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n-CHORUS- (2x)\n\nGive it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\nWhy you trippin' wit me?\nWon't you kick it with me?\nCome by my block\nCombinin' knobs\nI got me somebody mad as shit\nWhile all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\nI'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\nPull up to the curve, then swerve gently\nTen of the homies made a left\nBut they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n\n-CHORUS- (8x)\n\n(Battlecat\nWhy you made the beat like this?\nBaby S, what\nKurupt, Young Gotti\nAll the ladies ridin' Mercedes\nAll the niggaz, we on Bentleys\nWe wear Khakis\nWe are real G's\nTo all my OG's, like Big U\nWe love you, too\nAll the 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macked to the tee\n[00:48.24] Just ride with me\n[00:50.08] Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez\n[00:52.74] Ridin' with the young OG's\n[00:54.54] Dippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n[00:57.29] As we bounce rock skate on threes\n[00:59.39] CHORUS: (2x)\n[01:01.15] We can freak it\n[01:02.94] Freak if you want to\n[01:04.71] Dine if you want to, but\n[01:07.43] Come in that game and you know\n[01:20.07] (Baby S)\n[01:21.05] Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n[01:21.95] Livin' life in my rear view\n[01:23.70] S nigga hear you\n[01:24.66] About to drop the bomb\n[01:25.50] Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n[01:27.39] And John hook my shit up on\n[01:29.16] Who controllin'?\n[01:30.08] Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n[01:30.97] Put my shit in cruise control,\n[01:32.72] With bitches all around\n[01:33.62] Make me feel like a G once more\n[01:35.47] He once smoked for free\n[01:37.26] Now its all about the G's and me\n[01:38.14] (Kurupt)\n[01:39.06] Oh yeah\n[01:39.91] Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n[01:41.76] We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n[01:44.58] I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n[01:46.36] Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n[01:49.05] We on the smash for cash and that's it\n[01:51.73] We hit the stash and dash,\n[01:53.54] And that's it\n[01:54.40] We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n[01:56.38] And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n[01:58.14] -CHORUS- (2x)\n[02:17.20] Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n[02:37.14] Why you trippin' wit me?\n[02:38.18] Won't you kick it with me?\n[02:39.01] Come by my block\n[02:40.86] Combinin' knobs\n[02:41.75] I got me somebody mad as shit\n[02:43.56] While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n[02:46.22] I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n[02:48.95] Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n[02:51.63] Ten of the homies made a left\n[02:53.42] But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n[02:56.14] -CHORUS- (8x)\n[03:16.20] 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Hittin' like switches, dippin'\n  Hit the switches\n  Which is one reason why I gotta make mine\n  Cause these fools on the streets\n  Tryin' to take mine\n  What's up lady, times is gettin' shady\n  You gotta lip stick with it\n  Thats why I'm sick with it\n  Hard to maintain in this world of pain\n  But I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n  (Check it out)\n  Why can't we just chill\n  And get along, motherfucka?\n  The views you choose to use\n  Is wrong, motherfucka\n  Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\n  Just ride with me\n  Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez\n  Ridin' with the young OG's\n  Dippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n  As we bounce rock skate on threes\n\n  CHORUS: (2x)\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Come in that game and you know\n\n  (Baby S)\n  Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n  Livin' life in my rear view\n  S nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and 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end_ms: 99060\n- text: Oh yeah\n  start_ms: 99060\n  end_ms: 99910\n- text: Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  start_ms: 99910\n  end_ms: 101760\n- text: We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n  start_ms: 101760\n  end_ms: 104580\n- text: I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n  start_ms: 104580\n  end_ms: 106360\n- text: Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n  start_ms: 106360\n  end_ms: 109050\n- text: We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  start_ms: 109050\n  end_ms: 111730\n- text: We hit the stash and dash,\n  start_ms: 111730\n  end_ms: 113540\n- text: And that's it\n  start_ms: 113540\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 116380\n- text: And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n  start_ms: 116380\n  end_ms: 118140\n- text: -CHORUS- (2x)\n  start_ms: 118140\n  end_ms: 137200\n- text: Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n  start_ms: 137200\n  end_ms: 157140\n- text: Why you trippin' wit me?\n  start_ms: 157140\n  end_ms: 158180\n- text: Won't you kick it with me?\n  start_ms: 158180\n  end_ms: 159010\n- text: Come by my block\n  start_ms: 159010\n  end_ms: 160860\n- text: Combinin' knobs\n  start_ms: 160860\n  end_ms: 161750\n- text: I got me somebody mad as shit\n  start_ms: 161750\n  end_ms: 163560\n- text: While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n  start_ms: 163560\n  end_ms: 166220\n- text: I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n  start_ms: 166220\n  end_ms: 168950\n- text: Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n  start_ms: 168950\n  end_ms: 171630\n- text: Ten of the homies made a left\n  start_ms: 171630\n  end_ms: 173420\n- text: But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n  start_ms: 173420\n  end_ms: 176140\n- text: -CHORUS- (8x)\n  start_ms: 176140\n  end_ms: 196200\n- text: (Battlecat\n  start_ms: 196200\n  end_ms: 198000\n- text: Why you made the beat like this?\n  start_ms: 198000\n  end_ms: 199810\n- text: Baby S, what\n  start_ms: 199810\n  end_ms: 204420\n- text: Kurupt, Young Gotti\n  start_ms: 204420\n  end_ms: 217330\n- text: All the ladies ridin' Mercedes\n  start_ms: 217330\n  end_ms: 221890\n- text: All the niggaz, we on Bentleys\n  start_ms: 221890\n  end_ms: 226380\n- text: We wear Khakis\n  start_ms: 226380\n  end_ms: 229170\n- text: We are real G's\n  start_ms: 229170\n  end_ms: 233650\n- text: To all my OG's, like Big U\n  start_ms: 233650\n  end_ms: 238200\n- text: We love you, too\n  start_ms: 238200\n  end_ms: 240930\n- text: All the homeboys\n  start_ms: 240930\n  end_ms: 242740\n- text: My big homeboy Snoop)\n  start_ms: 242740\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 243560\nplain: |-\n  Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n  (Niggaz, bitches, homies, ladies)\n  Bounce, rock, rollerskatin'\n  (All of them)\n  Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons\n\n  (Kurupt)\n  I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam\n  Hittin' like switches, dippin'\n  Hit the switches\n  Which is one reason why I gotta make mine\n  Cause these fools on the streets\n  Tryin' to take mine\n  What's up lady, times is gettin' shady\n  You gotta lip stick with it\n  Thats why I'm sick with it\n  Hard to maintain in this world of pain\n  But I'm a serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine\n  (Check it out)\n  Why can't we just chill\n  And get along, motherfucka?\n  The views you choose to use\n  Is wrong, motherfucka\n  Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee\n  Just ride with me\n  Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez\n  Ridin' with the young OG's\n  Dippin' down the Shaw, fuck all of y'all\n  As we bounce rock skate on threes\n\n  CHORUS: (2x)\n  We can freak it\n  Freak if you want to\n  Dine if you want to, but\n  Come in that game and you know\n\n  (Baby S)\n  Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine\n  Livin' life in my rear view\n  S nigga hear you\n  About to drop the bomb\n  Record one and blue calm, and Yukons\n  And John hook my shit up on\n  Who controllin'?\n  Rollin with my nigga from the Pound\n  Put my shit in cruise control,\n  With bitches all around\n  Make me feel like a G once more\n  He once smoked for free\n  Now its all about the G's and me\n\n  (Kurupt)\n  Oh yeah\n  Blaze up a whole sack to the head\n  We wear Khakis, nigga, fuck Jeans\n  I'm sure all the G's know what I mean\n  Lil locs, young G's and OG's\n  We on the smash for cash and that's it\n  We hit the stash and dash,\n  And that's it\n  We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit\n  And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh\n\n  -CHORUS- (2x)\n\n  Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga (8x)\n\n  Why you trippin' wit me?\n  Won't you kick it with me?\n  Come by my block\n  Combinin' knobs\n  I got me somebody mad as shit\n  While all the rest of y'all is mad as shit\n  I'm dippin' down the street in a skyblue Bentley\n  Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently\n  Ten of the homies made a left\n  But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so\n\n  -CHORUS- (8x)\n\n  (Battlecat\n  Why you made the beat like this?\n  Baby S, what\n  Kurupt, Young Gotti\n  All the ladies ridin' Mercedes\n  All the niggaz, we on Bentleys\n  We wear Khakis\n  We are real G's\n  To all my OG's, like Big U\n  We love you, too\n  All the homeboys\n  My big homeboy Snoop)\n"}]