[{"id":16052992,"name":"You Can't See Me","trackName":"You Can't See Me","artistName":"MC Eiht","albumName":"The Best of MC Eiht","duration":260.728163,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggas can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter cuz i got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy Glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin i did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin i can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\nCuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the c-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Uh... geah... uh...\n[00:05.14] Niggas can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n[00:19.44] Geah... uh... c'mon\n[00:23.48] Step in the arena\n[00:24.04] In 9-6\n[00:25.01] I'm kinda mean of\n[00:25.97] Felony case catcher\n[00:27.62] No misdemenour\n[00:29.52] Mentality of a psychopath\n[00:31.84] When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n[00:34.57] The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n[00:36.37] So you gone bear witness, get this\n[00:38.29] Like the fuccin gun smoke\n[00:40.08] It don't matter cuz i got you suspended\n[00:42.72] Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n[00:45.72] The Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\n[00:48.58] Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n[00:51.68] Fuccin with my mind\n[00:53.60] The wrong kind\n[00:54.70] Evil as fuck\n[00:55.96] The Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n[00:57.93] Duck\n[00:58.76] Your head\n[00:59.42] Instead\n[01:00.15] The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n[01:02.75] My Glock goes up\n[01:04.29] To fools wanna be me\n[01:06.37] But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n[01:19.76] To be or not to be\n[01:21.67] Killed\n[01:22.86] When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n[01:26.02] Specialize in the murder\n[01:28.01] Rappin\n[01:29.25] Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n[01:31.34] I got that ass on cue\n[01:33.18] You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n[01:35.85] What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n[01:37.79] You best hit the ground (geah)\n[01:39.62] These killin niggas\n[01:40.78] Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n[01:42.63] I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n[01:45.28] But\n[01:45.85] Wait\n[01:46.43] Eiht\n[01:46.97] Got\n[01:47.47] Slugs for all of y'all\n[01:49.15] Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n[01:51.26] For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n[01:54.06] Them killin niggas doin drive bys\n[01:56.85] Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n[01:59.56] Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n[02:02.52] The Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n[02:05.99] THA CHILL:\n[02:28.23] Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n[02:30.95] Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n[02:34.04] Big strap in my bacc pocket\n[02:35.99] Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n[02:39.33] Cock it\n[02:40.13] Peel his cap back\n[02:41.34] Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n[02:43.80] Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n[02:45.58] And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n[02:48.37] But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n[02:49.62] So I'm knowin i can't go home\n[02:51.33] Shiiit just a little trip\n[02:52.92] Puffin on a little endo\n[02:54.51] Lay low\n[02:55.69] Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n[02:57.61] Park around the corner from the spot uh\n[02:59.73] Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n[03:02.67] So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n[03:05.35] Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n[03:08.32] Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n[03:11.32] Hatin at the c-o-p's\n[03:12.88] Tryin to see these\n[03:14.39] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me\n artist: MC Eiht\n album: The Best of MC Eiht\n duration_ms: 260728\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh... geah... uh...\n start_ms: 540\n end_ms: 5140\n- text: Niggas can't fuck with this... 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155990\n- text: Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n start_ms: 155990\n end_ms: 159330\n- text: Cock it\n start_ms: 159330\n end_ms: 160130\n- text: Peel his cap back\n start_ms: 160130\n end_ms: 161340\n- text: Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n start_ms: 161340\n end_ms: 163800\n- text: Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n start_ms: 163800\n end_ms: 165580\n- text: And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n start_ms: 165580\n end_ms: 168370\n- text: But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n start_ms: 168370\n end_ms: 169620\n- text: So I'm knowin i can't go home\n start_ms: 169620\n end_ms: 171330\n- text: Shiiit just a little trip\n start_ms: 171330\n end_ms: 172920\n- text: Puffin on a little endo\n start_ms: 172920\n end_ms: 174510\n- text: Lay low\n start_ms: 174510\n end_ms: 175690\n- text: Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n start_ms: 175690\n end_ms: 177610\n- text: Park around the corner from the spot uh\n start_ms: 177610\n end_ms: 179730\n- text: Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n start_ms: 179730\n end_ms: 182670\n- text: So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n start_ms: 182670\n end_ms: 185350\n- text: Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n start_ms: 185350\n end_ms: 188320\n- text: Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n start_ms: 188320\n end_ms: 191320\n- text: Hatin at the c-o-p's\n start_ms: 191320\n end_ms: 192880\n- text: Tryin to see these\n start_ms: 192880\n end_ms: 194390\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 194390\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggas can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter cuz i got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My Glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n So I'm knowin i can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the c-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"},{"id":21072998,"name":"You Can't See Me","trackName":"You Can't See Me","artistName":"MC Eiht, Compton's Most Wanted","albumName":"The Best of MC Eiht","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nin 9-6\ni'm kinda mean of\nfelony case catcher\nno misdemenour\nmentality of a psychopath\nwhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nthe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nso you gone bear witness, get this\nlike the fuccin gun smoke\nit don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\nfucc up your whole program your life ended\nthe Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\nunload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nfuccin with my mind\nthe wrong kind\nevil as fuck\nthe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nduck\nyour head\ninstead\nthe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nmy glock goes up\nto fools wanna be me\nbut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nkilled\nwhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nspecialize in the murder\nrappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\ni got that ass on cue\nyou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nwhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nyou best hit the ground (geah)\nthese killin niggas\nbe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\ni seen two niggas fall (geah)\nbut\nwait\nEiht\ngot\nslugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nfor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nthem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nlighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nthe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\never since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nbig strap in my bacc pocket\njust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\ncock it\npeel his cap back\nrun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nbuckin on my way tossed the gun\nand now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nbut i'm knowin i did that dirt\nso i'm knowin i can't go home\nshiiit just a little trip\npuffin on a little endo\nlay low\nservin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\npark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nso i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nrememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nstepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nhatin at the c-o-p's\ntryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me\n artist: MC Eiht, Compton's Most Wanted\n album: The Best of MC Eiht\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n in 9-6\n i'm kinda mean of\n felony case catcher\n no misdemenour\n mentality of a psychopath\n when i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n the 9 niggas ain't no joke\n so you gone bear witness, get this\n like the fuccin gun smoke\n it don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\n fucc up your whole program your life ended\n the Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\n unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n fuccin with my mind\n the wrong kind\n evil as fuck\n the glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n duck\n your head\n instead\n the scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n my glock goes up\n to fools wanna be me\n but them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n killed\n when you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n specialize in the murder\n rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n i got that ass on cue\n you be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n what we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n you best hit the ground (geah)\n these killin niggas\n be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n i seen two niggas fall (geah)\n but\n wait\n Eiht\n got\n slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n for fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n the glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n big strap in my bacc pocket\n just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n cock it\n peel his cap back\n run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n buckin on my way tossed the gun\n and now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n but i'm knowin i did that dirt\n so i'm knowin i can't go home\n shiiit just a little trip\n puffin on a little endo\n lay low\n servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n so i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n hatin at the c-o-p's\n tryin to see these\n"},{"id":21600040,"name":"You Can't See Me","trackName":"You Can't See Me","artistName":"MC Eiht feat. 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nin 9-6\ni'm kinda mean of\nfelony case catcher\nno misdemenour\nmentality of a psychopath\nwhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nthe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nso you gone bear witness, get this\nlike the fuccin gun smoke\nit don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\nfucc up your whole program your life ended\nthe Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\nunload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nfuccin with my mind\nthe wrong kind\nevil as fuck\nthe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nduck\nyour head\ninstead\nthe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nmy glock goes up\nto fools wanna be me\nbut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nkilled\nwhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nspecialize in the murder\nrappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\ni got that ass on cue\nyou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nwhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nyou best hit the ground (geah)\nthese killin niggas\nbe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\ni seen two niggas fall (geah)\nbut\nwait\nEiht\ngot\nslugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nfor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nthem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nlighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nthe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\never since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nbig strap in my bacc pocket\njust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\ncock it\npeel his cap back\nrun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nbuckin on my way tossed the gun\nand now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nbut i'm knowin i did that dirt\nso i'm knowin i can't go home\nshiiit just a little trip\npuffin on a little endo\nlay low\nservin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\npark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nso i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nrememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nstepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nhatin at the c-o-p's\ntryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me\n artist: MC Eiht feat. 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n in 9-6\n i'm kinda mean of\n felony case catcher\n no misdemenour\n mentality of a psychopath\n when i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n the 9 niggas ain't no joke\n so you gone bear witness, get this\n like the fuccin gun smoke\n it don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\n fucc up your whole program your life ended\n the Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\n unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n fuccin with my mind\n the wrong kind\n evil as fuck\n the glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n duck\n your head\n instead\n the scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n my glock goes up\n to fools wanna be me\n but them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n killed\n when you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n specialize in the murder\n rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n i got that ass on cue\n you be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n what we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n you best hit the ground (geah)\n these killin niggas\n be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n i seen two niggas fall (geah)\n but\n wait\n Eiht\n got\n slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n for fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n the glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n big strap in my bacc pocket\n just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n cock it\n peel his cap back\n run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n buckin on my way tossed the gun\n and now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n but i'm knowin i did that dirt\n so i'm knowin i can't go home\n shiiit just a little trip\n puffin on a little endo\n lay low\n servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n so i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n hatin at the c-o-p's\n tryin to see these\n"},{"id":14223796,"name":"You Can’t See Me","trackName":"You Can’t See Me","artistName":"MC Eiht","albumName":"Death Threatz","duration":260.8399999,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggas can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter cuz i got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy Glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin i did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin i can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\nCuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the c-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Uh... geah... uh...\n[00:05.14] Niggas can't fuck with this... 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter cuz i got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My Glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n So I'm knowin i can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the c-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"},{"id":31378236,"name":"You Can't See Me (Feat. 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter cuz i got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy Glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin i did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin i can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\nCuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the c-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Uh... geah... uh...\n[00:05.14] Niggas can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n[00:19.44] Geah... uh... c'mon\n[00:23.48] Step in the arena\n[00:24.04] In 9-6\n[00:25.01] I'm kinda mean of\n[00:25.97] Felony case catcher\n[00:27.62] No misdemenour\n[00:29.52] Mentality of a psychopath\n[00:31.84] When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n[00:34.57] The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n[00:36.37] So you gone bear witness, get this\n[00:38.29] Like the fuccin gun smoke\n[00:40.08] It don't matter cuz i got you suspended\n[00:42.72] Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n[00:45.72] The Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\n[00:48.58] Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n[00:51.68] Fuccin with my mind\n[00:53.60] The wrong kind\n[00:54.70] Evil as fuck\n[00:55.96] The Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n[00:57.93] Duck\n[00:58.76] Your head\n[00:59.42] Instead\n[01:00.15] The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n[01:02.75] My Glock goes up\n[01:04.29] To fools wanna be me\n[01:06.37] But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n[01:19.76] To be or not to be\n[01:21.67] Killed\n[01:22.86] When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n[01:26.02] Specialize in the murder\n[01:28.01] Rappin\n[01:29.25] Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n[01:31.34] I got that ass on cue\n[01:33.18] You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n[01:35.85] What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n[01:37.79] You best hit the ground (geah)\n[01:39.62] These killin niggas\n[01:40.78] Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n[01:42.63] I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n[01:45.28] But\n[01:45.85] Wait\n[01:46.43] Eiht\n[01:46.97] Got\n[01:47.47] Slugs for all of y'all\n[01:49.15] Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n[01:51.26] For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n[01:54.06] Them killin niggas doin drive bys\n[01:56.85] Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n[01:59.56] Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n[02:02.52] The Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n[02:05.99] THA CHILL:\n[02:28.23] Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n[02:30.95] Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n[02:34.04] Big strap in my bacc pocket\n[02:35.99] Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n[02:39.33] Cock it\n[02:40.13] Peel his cap back\n[02:41.34] Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n[02:43.80] Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n[02:45.58] And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n[02:48.37] But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n[02:49.62] So I'm knowin i can't go home\n[02:51.33] Shiiit just a little trip\n[02:52.92] Puffin on a little endo\n[02:54.51] Lay low\n[02:55.69] Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n[02:57.61] Park around the corner from the spot uh\n[02:59.73] Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n[03:02.67] So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n[03:05.35] Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n[03:08.32] Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n[03:11.32] Hatin at the c-o-p's\n[03:12.88] Tryin to see these\n[03:14.39] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me (Feat. Tha Ch\n artist: MC Eiht\n album: Death Threatz\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh... geah... uh...\n start_ms: 540\n end_ms: 5140\n- text: Niggas can't fuck with this... 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155990\n- text: Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n start_ms: 155990\n end_ms: 159330\n- text: Cock it\n start_ms: 159330\n end_ms: 160130\n- text: Peel his cap back\n start_ms: 160130\n end_ms: 161340\n- text: Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n start_ms: 161340\n end_ms: 163800\n- text: Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n start_ms: 163800\n end_ms: 165580\n- text: And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n start_ms: 165580\n end_ms: 168370\n- text: But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n start_ms: 168370\n end_ms: 169620\n- text: So I'm knowin i can't go home\n start_ms: 169620\n end_ms: 171330\n- text: Shiiit just a little trip\n start_ms: 171330\n end_ms: 172920\n- text: Puffin on a little endo\n start_ms: 172920\n end_ms: 174510\n- text: Lay low\n start_ms: 174510\n end_ms: 175690\n- text: Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n start_ms: 175690\n end_ms: 177610\n- text: Park around the corner from the spot uh\n start_ms: 177610\n end_ms: 179730\n- text: Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n start_ms: 179730\n end_ms: 182670\n- text: So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n start_ms: 182670\n end_ms: 185350\n- text: Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n start_ms: 185350\n end_ms: 188320\n- text: Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n start_ms: 188320\n end_ms: 191320\n- text: Hatin at the c-o-p's\n start_ms: 191320\n end_ms: 192880\n- text: Tryin to see these\n start_ms: 192880\n end_ms: 194390\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 194390\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggas can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter cuz i got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My Glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n So I'm knowin i can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the c-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"},{"id":9894939,"name":"You Can't See Me","trackName":"You Can't See Me","artistName":"MC Eiht; Compton's Most Wanted","albumName":"Rap Classics","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nin 9-6\ni'm kinda mean of\nfelony case catcher\nno misdemenour\nmentality of a psychopath\nwhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nthe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nso you gone bear witness, get this\nlike the fuccin gun smoke\nit don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\nfucc up your whole program your life ended\nthe Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\nunload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nfuccin with my mind\nthe wrong kind\nevil as fuck\nthe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nduck\nyour head\ninstead\nthe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nmy glock goes up\nto fools wanna be me\nbut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nkilled\nwhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nspecialize in the murder\nrappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\ni got that ass on cue\nyou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nwhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nyou best hit the ground (geah)\nthese killin niggas\nbe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\ni seen two niggas fall (geah)\nbut\nwait\nEiht\ngot\nslugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nfor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nthem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nlighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nthe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\never since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nbig strap in my bacc pocket\njust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\ncock it\npeel his cap back\nrun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nbuckin on my way tossed the gun\nand now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nbut i'm knowin i did that dirt\nso i'm knowin i can't go home\nshiiit just a little trip\npuffin on a little endo\nlay low\nservin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\npark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nso i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nrememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nstepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nhatin at the c-o-p's\ntryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me\n artist: MC Eiht; Compton's Most Wanted\n album: Rap Classics\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n in 9-6\n i'm kinda mean of\n felony case catcher\n no misdemenour\n mentality of a psychopath\n when i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n the 9 niggas ain't no joke\n so you gone bear witness, get this\n like the fuccin gun smoke\n it don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\n fucc up your whole program your life ended\n the Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\n unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n fuccin with my mind\n the wrong kind\n evil as fuck\n the glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n duck\n your head\n instead\n the scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n my glock goes up\n to fools wanna be me\n but them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n killed\n when you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n specialize in the murder\n rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n i got that ass on cue\n you be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n what we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n you best hit the ground (geah)\n these killin niggas\n be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n i seen two niggas fall (geah)\n but\n wait\n Eiht\n got\n slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n for fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n the glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n big strap in my bacc pocket\n just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n cock it\n peel his cap back\n run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n buckin on my way tossed the gun\n and now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n but i'm knowin i did that dirt\n so i'm knowin i can't go home\n shiiit just a little trip\n puffin on a little endo\n lay low\n servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n so i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n hatin at the c-o-p's\n tryin to see these\n"},{"id":23492956,"name":"You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)","trackName":"You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)","artistName":"MC Eiht","albumName":"Death Threatz","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\nEIHT:\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen I catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter 'cause I got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'ma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till I hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\nChorus...\nEIHT:\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\nChorus...\nTHA CHILL:\nNow I remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen I've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool I unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin I did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin I can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of see-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo I bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the see-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)\n artist: MC Eiht\n album: Death Threatz\n duration_ms: 260000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n EIHT:\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When I catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter 'cause I got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'ma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till I hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n Chorus...\n EIHT:\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n Chorus...\n THA CHILL:\n Now I remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen I've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool I unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin I did that dirt\n So I'm knowin I can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of see-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So I bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the see-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"},{"id":39359521,"name":"You Can't See Me - Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.","trackName":"You Can't See Me - Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.","artistName":"MC Eiht","albumName":"Unknown Album","duration":239.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\nEIHT:\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen I catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter 'cause I got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'ma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till I hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\nChorus...\nEIHT:\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\nChorus...\nTHA CHILL:\nNow I remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen I've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool I unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin I did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin I can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of see-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo I bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the see-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me - Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.\n artist: MC Eiht\n album: Unknown Album\n duration_ms: 238933\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n EIHT:\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When I catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter 'cause I got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'ma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till I hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n Chorus...\n EIHT:\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n Chorus...\n THA CHILL:\n Now I remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen I've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool I unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin I did that dirt\n So I'm knowin I can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of see-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So I bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the see-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"},{"id":39912905,"name":"You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)","trackName":"You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)","artistName":"MC Eiht","albumName":"Death Threatz (Parental Advisory)","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh... geah... uh...\nNiggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\nEIHT:\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen I catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter 'cause I got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'ma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till I hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\nChorus...\nEIHT:\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\nChorus...\nTHA CHILL:\nNow I remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen I've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool I unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin I did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin I can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of see-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo I bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the see-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)\n artist: MC Eiht\n album: Death Threatz (Parental Advisory)\n duration_ms: 260840\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Uh... geah... uh...\n Niggaz can't fuck with this... It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n EIHT:\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When I catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter 'cause I got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'ma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till I hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n Chorus...\n EIHT:\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n Chorus...\n THA CHILL:\n Now I remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen I've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool I unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin I did that dirt\n So I'm knowin I can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of see-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So I bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the see-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"},{"id":39714058,"name":"You Can't See Me","trackName":"You Can't See Me","artistName":"MC Eiht feat. 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nin 9-6\ni'm kinda mean of\nfelony case catcher\nno misdemenour\nmentality of a psychopath\nwhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nthe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nso you gone bear witness, get this\nlike the fuccin gun smoke\nit don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\nfucc up your whole program your life ended\nthe Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\nunload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nfuccin with my mind\nthe wrong kind\nevil as fuck\nthe glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nduck\nyour head\ninstead\nthe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nmy glock goes up\nto fools wanna be me\nbut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nkilled\nwhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nspecialize in the murder\nrappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\ni got that ass on cue\nyou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nwhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nyou best hit the ground (geah)\nthese killin niggas\nbe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\ni seen two niggas fall (geah)\nbut\nwait\nEiht\ngot\nslugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nfor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nthem killin niggas doin drive bys,\nlighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nthe glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\never since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nbig strap in my bacc pocket\njust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\ncock it\npeel his cap back\nrun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\nbuckin on my way tossed the gun\nand now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nbut i'm knowin i did that dirt\nso i'm knowin i can't go home\nshiiit just a little trip\npuffin on a little endo\nlay low\nservin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\npark around the corner from the spot uh\n'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nso i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nrememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nstepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nhatin at the c-o-p's\ntryin to see these","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Can't See Me\n artist: MC Eiht feat. 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n in 9-6\n i'm kinda mean of\n felony case catcher\n no misdemenour\n mentality of a psychopath\n when i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n the 9 niggas ain't no joke\n so you gone bear witness, get this\n like the fuccin gun smoke\n it don't matter 'cause i got you suspended\n fucc up your whole program your life ended\n the Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you\n unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n fuccin with my mind\n the wrong kind\n evil as fuck\n the glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n duck\n your head\n instead\n the scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n my glock goes up\n to fools wanna be me\n but them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n killed\n when you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n specialize in the murder\n rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n i got that ass on cue\n you be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n what we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n you best hit the ground (geah)\n these killin niggas\n be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n i seen two niggas fall (geah)\n but\n wait\n Eiht\n got\n slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n for fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n them killin niggas doin drive bys,\n lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n the glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n big strap in my bacc pocket\n just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n cock it\n peel his cap back\n run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck,\n buckin on my way tossed the gun\n and now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n but i'm knowin i did that dirt\n so i'm knowin i can't go home\n shiiit just a little trip\n puffin on a little endo\n lay low\n servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n park around the corner from the spot uh\n 'cause nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n so i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n hatin at the c-o-p's\n tryin to see these\n"},{"id":31113906,"name":"You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)","trackName":"You Can't See Me (Featuring Tha Chill of N.O.T.R.)","artistName":"MC Eiht;Tha Chill","albumName":"Death Threatz (feat. 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\nGeah... uh... c'mon\n\nStep in the arena\nIn 9-6\nI'm kinda mean of\nFelony case catcher\nNo misdemenour\nMentality of a psychopath\nWhen i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\nThe 9 niggas ain't no joke\nSo you gone bear witness, get this\nLike the fuccin gun smoke\nIt don't matter cuz i got you suspended\nFucc up your whole program your life ended\nThe Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\nUnload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\nFuccin with my mind\nThe wrong kind\nEvil as fuck\nThe Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\nDuck\nYour head\nInstead\nThe scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\nMy Glock goes up\nTo fools wanna be me\nBut them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\nTo be or not to be\nKilled\nWhen you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\nSpecialize in the murder\nRappin\nOriginal Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\nI got that ass on cue\nYou be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\nWhat we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\nYou best hit the ground (geah)\nThese killin niggas\nBe spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\nI seen two niggas fall (geah)\nBut\nWait\nEiht\nGot\nSlugs for all of y'all\nBoom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\nFor fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\nThem killin niggas doin drive bys\nLighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\nLittle Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\nThe Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\nTHA CHILL:\n\nNow i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\nEver since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\nBig strap in my bacc pocket\nJust in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\nCock it\nPeel his cap back\nRun nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\nBuckin on my way tossed the gun\nAnd now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\nBut I'm knowin i did that dirt\nSo I'm knowin i can't go home\nShiiit just a little trip\nPuffin on a little endo\nLay low\nServin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\nPark around the corner from the spot uh\nCuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\nSo i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\nRememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\nStepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\nHatin at the c-o-p's\nTryin to see these","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] Uh... geah... uh...\n[00:04.68] Niggas can't fuck with this... 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It ain't nuthin but the Eihthype click...\n Geah... uh... c'mon\n\n Step in the arena\n In 9-6\n I'm kinda mean of\n Felony case catcher\n No misdemenour\n Mentality of a psychopath\n When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah)\n The 9 niggas ain't no joke\n So you gone bear witness, get this\n Like the fuccin gun smoke\n It don't matter cuz i got you suspended\n Fucc up your whole program your life ended\n The Tec 9 split up, I'mma get you\n Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you\n Fuccin with my mind\n The wrong kind\n Evil as fuck\n The Glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck\n Duck\n Your head\n Instead\n The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death\n My Glock goes up\n To fools wanna be me\n But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah)\n\n To be or not to be\n Killed\n When you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah)\n Specialize in the murder\n Rappin\n Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin\n I got that ass on cue\n You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out\n What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?)\n You best hit the ground (geah)\n These killin niggas\n Be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around\n I seen two niggas fall (geah)\n But\n Wait\n Eiht\n Got\n Slugs for all of y'all\n Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah)\n For fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up\n Them killin niggas doin drive bys\n Lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies\n Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite)\n The Glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me\n\n THA CHILL:\n\n Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks\n Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green\n Big strap in my bacc pocket\n Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it\n Cock it\n Peel his cap back\n Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck\n Buckin on my way tossed the gun\n And now I'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on\n But I'm knowin i did that dirt\n So I'm knowin i can't go home\n Shiiit just a little trip\n Puffin on a little endo\n Lay low\n Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes\n Park around the corner from the spot uh\n Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot\n So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut\n Rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt\n Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap\n Hatin at the c-o-p's\n Tryin to see these\n"}]