[{"id":12685791,"name":"Gangsta Mac","trackName":"Gangsta Mac","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Starters In The Game","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Starters In The Game\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":36811250,"name":"Gangsta Niggaz","trackName":"Gangsta Niggaz","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Tha Best Of Mac Dre Volume 1","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Flick that\nFlick that\nYes sir\nFor real\nFor real, for real\nYeah\n\nIt's that California livin', young black brother\nPotin' that '73 Chevrolet burnin' rubber\nLike my nigga Rich the Fat, nigga it's the Mack\nIn the back of the 'Lac, soakin' tack\nThick indo, plenty clouds of smoke\nMake the old school dance when I dip and yo\nIt's like M-A-C, D-R-E\nWay up in KC with the boy RB\n\nYeah biatch, it's presidential\nOn the underground and comin' through in a rental\nI run detected, I come protected\nTwo .44 pistols, a mask and a vest biatch\nDown and dirty, the cutties call me furry\n\nFrom Walkin' Lenny to Howard Hurry\nTo Missouri, don't worry\nWe keep it rack booty, MC looney\nFrom Sac to the boonies\n\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\nYeah, yeah, they call me Kurupt Young\nThug real McCool, I'ma ride about mine cuz\nTrust your boy, get shit crackin' like eggs in the pan on fry\nThis do or die lifestyle got my brain on high\nI hit the city streets mean mug, chip on my shoulder\nYoung punks stay mugged back but ain't no balls on ya soldier\nI'm in the big west, KC and OKC\nEvery show, every install, the hoes break me\nKurupt Young, hell yeah, by the pound\nNiggas change, 'cause they hoes crack smile\n\nPimp nigga how you do that there?\nTalk to bitch about a checkbook and a weave in her hair\nI bust rap caps and lips on a square ass nigga\nGettin' rubbed in the old school with a standard offender\nMe and Mac Dre bitch say it on our toes\nWhat, what, what, what? They call me Kurupt Young\n\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\nWe blow up, travel the bubble, duck the trouble\nDon't make us get the buried body shovel\nWe vicious, dumpin' bodies in ditches\nAnd runnin' pimp game on these punk ass bitches\n\nYeah, I'm the Mack of the year like LaGuay bitch\nMy guys they drive by with the best of the clip\nKurupt Young, young cripper flippin' shit like gymnasts\nRappin', scrappin' and cappin', I'ma handle my business\n\nWe dog niggas, straight hog niggas\nWell connected nigga, we call niggas\nIt goes down, bodies bein' found\nGangsta Mack shit, that's how we clown\n\nAnd we down like four flats on a fucked up hooptie\nBig bread get big head from a fine ass hoochie\nThey call me, nah fuck it, can't waste my time\nNuts hangin' like cellulite on that grandma thighs\n\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Niggaz\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Tha Best Of Mac Dre Volume 1\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Flick that\n  Flick that\n  Yes sir\n  For real\n  For real, for real\n  Yeah\n\n  It's that California livin', young black brother\n  Potin' that '73 Chevrolet burnin' rubber\n  Like my nigga Rich the Fat, nigga it's the Mack\n  In the back of the 'Lac, soakin' tack\n  Thick indo, plenty clouds of smoke\n  Make the old school dance when I dip and yo\n  It's like M-A-C, D-R-E\n  Way up in KC with the boy RB\n\n  Yeah biatch, it's presidential\n  On the underground and comin' through in a rental\n  I run detected, I come protected\n  Two .44 pistols, a mask and a vest biatch\n  Down and dirty, the cutties call me furry\n\n  From Walkin' Lenny to Howard Hurry\n  To Missouri, don't worry\n  We keep it rack booty, MC looney\n  From Sac to the boonies\n\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\n  Yeah, yeah, they call me Kurupt Young\n  Thug real McCool, I'ma ride about mine cuz\n  Trust your boy, get shit crackin' like eggs in the pan on fry\n  This do or die lifestyle got my brain on high\n  I hit the city streets mean mug, chip on my shoulder\n  Young punks stay mugged back but ain't no balls on ya soldier\n  I'm in the big west, KC and OKC\n  Every show, every install, the hoes break me\n  Kurupt Young, hell yeah, by the pound\n  Niggas change, 'cause they hoes crack smile\n\n  Pimp nigga how you do that there?\n  Talk to bitch about a checkbook and a weave in her hair\n  I bust rap caps and lips on a square ass nigga\n  Gettin' rubbed in the old school with a standard offender\n  Me and Mac Dre bitch say it on our toes\n  What, what, what, what? They call me Kurupt Young\n\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\n  We blow up, travel the bubble, duck the trouble\n  Don't make us get the buried body shovel\n  We vicious, dumpin' bodies in ditches\n  And runnin' pimp game on these punk ass bitches\n\n  Yeah, I'm the Mack of the year like LaGuay bitch\n  My guys they drive by with the best of the clip\n  Kurupt Young, young cripper flippin' shit like gymnasts\n  Rappin', scrappin' and cappin', I'ma handle my business\n\n  We dog niggas, straight hog niggas\n  Well connected nigga, we call niggas\n  It goes down, bodies bein' found\n  Gangsta Mack shit, that's how we clown\n\n  And we down like four flats on a fucked up hooptie\n  Big bread get big head from a fine ass hoochie\n  They call me, nah fuck it, can't waste my time\n  Nuts hangin' like cellulite on that grandma thighs\n\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n"},{"id":18695682,"name":"Gangsta Mac (Paused)","trackName":"Gangsta Mac (Paused)","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Starters In The Game","duration":186.293,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac (Paused)\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Starters In The Game\n  duration_ms: 186293\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":37838909,"name":"Gangsta Mac","trackName":"Gangsta Mac","artistName":"Mac Dre/Yukmouth & Turf Talk","albumName":"Starters In The Game","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac\n  artist: Mac Dre/Yukmouth & Turf Talk\n  album: Starters In The Game\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":8129227,"name":"Gangsta Mac","trackName":"Gangsta Mac","artistName":"Mac Dre feat. Yukmouth & Turf Talk","albumName":"Starters In the Game","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac\n  artist: Mac Dre feat. Yukmouth & Turf Talk\n  album: Starters In the Game\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":8129229,"name":"Gangsta Mac","trackName":"Gangsta Mac","artistName":"Mac Dre feat. Turf Talk & Yukmouth","albumName":"Starters in the Game","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac\n  artist: Mac Dre feat. Turf Talk & Yukmouth\n  album: Starters in the Game\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":38016071,"name":"Gangsta Mac feat. Yukmouth, Mac Dre","trackName":"Gangsta Mac feat. Yukmouth, Mac Dre","artistName":"Turf Talk","albumName":"West Coast Gangsta, Vol. 17","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac feat. Yukmouth, Mac Dre\n  artist: Turf Talk\n  album: West Coast Gangsta, Vol. 17\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":27857072,"name":"Gangsta Mac feat. Yukmouth, Turf Talk","trackName":"Gangsta Mac feat. Yukmouth, Turf Talk","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Starters In The Game and Contact Sport (Scrappers and Thizz Deluxe Edition (2 For 1))","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\nWhats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P, pimping, west coast pimping\nPockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\nIt's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\nA west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\nI'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\nI go gorilla, that's on the reala\nAnd the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\nIt's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\nWest Coast\nGet Stupid!\n\nI'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\nSend a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\nBring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\nPimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\nYellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\nI pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\nI rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\nI'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\nAnd I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\nOn Chevy you should see the guts in him\nAnd he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n351 you should see when it passed ya\nPushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\nFuck what you thought got money here\nMy speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\nSan Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\nSeek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\nI only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\nI was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\nKeep sherm and in snow\nYou catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Mac feat. Yukmouth, Turf Talk\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Starters In The Game and Contact Sport (Scrappers and Thizz Deluxe Edition (2 For 1))\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot\n  Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P, pimping, west coast pimping\n  Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping\n  It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth\n  A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf\n  I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be\n  I go gorilla, that's on the reala\n  And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas\n  It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast\n\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n  West Coast\n  Get Stupid!\n\n  I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch\n  Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch\n  Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette\n  Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch\n  Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now\n  I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci\n  I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me\n  I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club\n  And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!\n\n  On Chevy you should see the guts in him\n  And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)\n  351 you should see when it passed ya\n  Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster\n  Fuck what you thought got money here\n  My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)\n  San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)\n  Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet\n  I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!\n  I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!\n  Keep sherm and in snow\n  You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back\n"},{"id":21449106,"name":"Gangsta","trackName":"Gangsta","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Don't Hate the Player, Hate the Game #3","duration":256.776,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got this bitch on the corner\nShe hella cute\nI'm always diggin in her bra\nAnd gettin hella loot\nWhat's Hatnin?\nI'm mac dre the bitch sweater\nAnd pimpin is one of the many ways I get cheddar\nOn a bitch back like a thick sweater\nYou know I represent that 16th letter\nThe P\nPimpin\nWest coast pimpin\nPockets so fat Mutha fucka got me limpin\nIt's in my blood I'm a mack from birth\nA west coast cutthroat from the turf\nI'm in her purse\nMore than she be\nThat's his wife but I be fuckn mo than he be\nThat's on the real a\n2xs\nAnd the Pittsburgh I know don't got no steelers\nIt's nuttin new\nWe old school like retro\nIn this gansta mac shit on this west coast","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: 'Don''t Hate the Player, Hate the Game #3'\n  duration_ms: 256776\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got this bitch on the corner\n  She hella cute\n  I'm always diggin in her bra\n  And gettin hella loot\n  What's Hatnin?\n  I'm mac dre the bitch sweater\n  And pimpin is one of the many ways I get cheddar\n  On a bitch back like a thick sweater\n  You know I represent that 16th letter\n  The P\n  Pimpin\n  West coast pimpin\n  Pockets so fat Mutha fucka got me limpin\n  It's in my blood I'm a mack from birth\n  A west coast cutthroat from the turf\n  I'm in her purse\n  More than she be\n  That's his wife but I be fuckn mo than he be\n  That's on the real a\n  2xs\n  And the Pittsburgh I know don't got no steelers\n  It's nuttin new\n  We old school like retro\n  In this gansta mac shit on this west coast\n"},{"id":34870504,"name":"Gangsta Niggas","trackName":"Gangsta Niggas","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"The Appearances","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Flick that\nFlick that\nYes sir\nFor real\nFor real, for real\nYeah\n\nIt's that California livin', young black brother\nPotin' that '73 Chevrolet burnin' rubber\nLike my nigga Rich the Fat, nigga it's the Mack\nIn the back of the 'Lac, soakin' tack\nThick indo, plenty clouds of smoke\nMake the old school dance when I dip and yo\nIt's like M-A-C, D-R-E\nWay up in KC with the boy RB\n\nYeah biatch, it's presidential\nOn the underground and comin' through in a rental\nI run detected, I come protected\nTwo .44 pistols, a mask and a vest biatch\nDown and dirty, the cutties call me furry\n\nFrom Walkin' Lenny to Howard Hurry\nTo Missouri, don't worry\nWe keep it rack booty, MC looney\nFrom Sac to the boonies\n\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\nYeah, yeah, they call me Kurupt Young\nThug real McCool, I'ma ride about mine cuz\nTrust your boy, get shit crackin' like eggs in the pan on fry\nThis do or die lifestyle got my brain on high\nI hit the city streets mean mug, chip on my shoulder\nYoung punks stay mugged back but ain't no balls on ya soldier\nI'm in the big west, KC and OKC\nEvery show, every install, the hoes break me\nKurupt Young, hell yeah, by the pound\nNiggas change, 'cause they hoes crack smile\n\nPimp nigga how you do that there?\nTalk to bitch about a checkbook and a weave in her hair\nI bust rap caps and lips on a square ass nigga\nGettin' rubbed in the old school with a standard offender\nMe and Mac Dre bitch say it on our toes\nWhat, what, what, what? They call me Kurupt Young\n\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\nWe blow up, travel the bubble, duck the trouble\nDon't make us get the buried body shovel\nWe vicious, dumpin' bodies in ditches\nAnd runnin' pimp game on these punk ass bitches\n\nYeah, I'm the Mack of the year like LaGuay bitch\nMy guys they drive by with the best of the clip\nKurupt Young, young cripper flippin' shit like gymnasts\nRappin', scrappin' and cappin', I'ma handle my business\n\nWe dog niggas, straight hog niggas\nWell connected nigga, we call niggas\nIt goes down, bodies bein' found\nGangsta Mack shit, that's how we clown\n\nAnd we down like four flats on a fucked up hooptie\nBig bread get big head from a fine ass hoochie\nThey call me, nah fuck it, can't waste my time\nNuts hangin' like cellulite on that grandma thighs\n\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team\nWe gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\nBut we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\nPimpin', what does it mean?\nPaper in my pocket, hoes on my team","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gangsta Niggas\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: The Appearances\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Flick that\n  Flick that\n  Yes sir\n  For real\n  For real, for real\n  Yeah\n\n  It's that California livin', young black brother\n  Potin' that '73 Chevrolet burnin' rubber\n  Like my nigga Rich the Fat, nigga it's the Mack\n  In the back of the 'Lac, soakin' tack\n  Thick indo, plenty clouds of smoke\n  Make the old school dance when I dip and yo\n  It's like M-A-C, D-R-E\n  Way up in KC with the boy RB\n\n  Yeah biatch, it's presidential\n  On the underground and comin' through in a rental\n  I run detected, I come protected\n  Two .44 pistols, a mask and a vest biatch\n  Down and dirty, the cutties call me furry\n\n  From Walkin' Lenny to Howard Hurry\n  To Missouri, don't worry\n  We keep it rack booty, MC looney\n  From Sac to the boonies\n\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\n  Yeah, yeah, they call me Kurupt Young\n  Thug real McCool, I'ma ride about mine cuz\n  Trust your boy, get shit crackin' like eggs in the pan on fry\n  This do or die lifestyle got my brain on high\n  I hit the city streets mean mug, chip on my shoulder\n  Young punks stay mugged back but ain't no balls on ya soldier\n  I'm in the big west, KC and OKC\n  Every show, every install, the hoes break me\n  Kurupt Young, hell yeah, by the pound\n  Niggas change, 'cause they hoes crack smile\n\n  Pimp nigga how you do that there?\n  Talk to bitch about a checkbook and a weave in her hair\n  I bust rap caps and lips on a square ass nigga\n  Gettin' rubbed in the old school with a standard offender\n  Me and Mac Dre bitch say it on our toes\n  What, what, what, what? They call me Kurupt Young\n\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n\n  We blow up, travel the bubble, duck the trouble\n  Don't make us get the buried body shovel\n  We vicious, dumpin' bodies in ditches\n  And runnin' pimp game on these punk ass bitches\n\n  Yeah, I'm the Mack of the year like LaGuay bitch\n  My guys they drive by with the best of the clip\n  Kurupt Young, young cripper flippin' shit like gymnasts\n  Rappin', scrappin' and cappin', I'ma handle my business\n\n  We dog niggas, straight hog niggas\n  Well connected nigga, we call niggas\n  It goes down, bodies bein' found\n  Gangsta Mack shit, that's how we clown\n\n  And we down like four flats on a fucked up hooptie\n  Big bread get big head from a fine ass hoochie\n  They call me, nah fuck it, can't waste my time\n  Nuts hangin' like cellulite on that grandma thighs\n\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n  We gangsta niggas, ready for some tension\n  But we ain't trippin', we tryin' to keep it pimpin'\n  Pimpin', what does it mean?\n  Paper in my pocket, hoes on my team\n"},{"id":40131026,"name":"Don't Be a Punk","trackName":"Don't Be a Punk","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Heart of a Gangsta, Mind of a Hustla","duration":228.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's happenin', man?\nThis ain't for no punks, man\nThis for the ripper type guys\nYeah, we ain't no punks around here, we get rippin'\nThen we get ready to fuck a hole in somethin'\nSo, so long\n\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\nDank, drank, candlelight\nBaby need a break from her man tonight\nWhen she hit MD, she gon' see\nHow a nigga get down off the ecstasy\nI'm feelin' last off one and a half\nEatin' grapes, gettin' face in my bubble bath\nShe make a nigga laugh, the way she jaw\nShe can't take it all, it's her only flaw\nHavin' a ball, all down the hall\nShe lickin' on my ear while I pound the wall\nFrom 12:15 to 3 o'clock\nI did every damn thing but eat the cock\nLingerie, Tanqueray\nBaby, are you sure you can hang with Trae?\nYou want dick? I got a lot to give\nBut before I dig, let's pop another pill\n\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\nIt's 2 AM, the party's over\nYou doin' drunk things, you're far from sober\nQuit duckin' me, come fuck with me\nCome with the Gorilla, go up a tree\nIt's real big, we can laugh and chill\nI got the bash to tip up in Vacaville\nGot the stash to kill, some Mitsubishi\nYou tryna play square, but bitch, you freaky\nI get you sleepy with some D-O-N-K\nWe can get some more drank if we on MJ\nSweet, freak, creep with me\nEat meat secretly\nWe can keep it low, won't tell a soul\nYour niggarole will never know\nIt's like that, so baby, cut the crap\nAnd let me bust a nut like I can bust a rap\n\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\nDon't even worry about it, I got you covered\nGot fresh sheets and a box of rubbers\nThis is your chance to let the freak out\nDon't want no romance, that's not what I'm about\nAll I wanna do is have fun with you\nLet me come get you, let me cum with you\nWhen I'm done with you, that's when you'll know\nWhy all the females keep payin' for more\nYou're playin' it slow, pick up the pace\nAll you need is a little trust and faith\nWhy must we wait? You know it's goin' down\nYou told the clown from the town to bring me around\nI see we done found a place to get busy\nYou and I came to get thizzy\nBreezy, come do some head tricks\nPuttin' on the south end, dead 'em off with red dreads\n\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\nWhat's happenin'?\nIt's goin' down to what, B?\nI want you drunk, pilled up\nFudgin' style, and uh, I said that, uh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Don't Be a Punk\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Heart of a Gangsta, Mind of a Hustla\n  duration_ms: 228206\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's happenin', man?\n  This ain't for no punks, man\n  This for the ripper type guys\n  Yeah, we ain't no punks around here, we get rippin'\n  Then we get ready to fuck a hole in somethin'\n  So, so long\n\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  Dank, drank, candlelight\n  Baby need a break from her man tonight\n  When she hit MD, she gon' see\n  How a nigga get down off the ecstasy\n  I'm feelin' last off one and a half\n  Eatin' grapes, gettin' face in my bubble bath\n  She make a nigga laugh, the way she jaw\n  She can't take it all, it's her only flaw\n  Havin' a ball, all down the hall\n  She lickin' on my ear while I pound the wall\n  From 12:15 to 3 o'clock\n  I did every damn thing but eat the cock\n  Lingerie, Tanqueray\n  Baby, are you sure you can hang with Trae?\n  You want dick? I got a lot to give\n  But before I dig, let's pop another pill\n\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  It's 2 AM, the party's over\n  You doin' drunk things, you're far from sober\n  Quit duckin' me, come fuck with me\n  Come with the Gorilla, go up a tree\n  It's real big, we can laugh and chill\n  I got the bash to tip up in Vacaville\n  Got the stash to kill, some Mitsubishi\n  You tryna play square, but bitch, you freaky\n  I get you sleepy with some D-O-N-K\n  We can get some more drank if we on MJ\n  Sweet, freak, creep with me\n  Eat meat secretly\n  We can keep it low, won't tell a soul\n  Your niggarole will never know\n  It's like that, so baby, cut the crap\n  And let me bust a nut like I can bust a rap\n\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  Don't even worry about it, I got you covered\n  Got fresh sheets and a box of rubbers\n  This is your chance to let the freak out\n  Don't want no romance, that's not what I'm about\n  All I wanna do is have fun with you\n  Let me come get you, let me cum with you\n  When I'm done with you, that's when you'll know\n  Why all the females keep payin' for more\n  You're playin' it slow, pick up the pace\n  All you need is a little trust and faith\n  Why must we wait? You know it's goin' down\n  You told the clown from the town to bring me around\n  I see we done found a place to get busy\n  You and I came to get thizzy\n  Breezy, come do some head tricks\n  Puttin' on the south end, dead 'em off with red dreads\n\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab your cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  What's happenin'?\n  It's goin' down to what, B?\n  I want you drunk, pilled up\n  Fudgin' style, and uh, I said that, uh\n"},{"id":8129129,"name":"Don't Be a Punk","trackName":"Don't Be a Punk","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Heart of Gangsta, Mind of a Hustler, Tongue of a Pimp","duration":228.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Miami- From the louie crew]\nWhat's Happenin man this aint fo no punks man\nThis for tha rippla type guys (yeah)\nWe ain't no punks round here\nWe gonna ripp one den get ready to fuck a hoe or somefin\nFor so long\n\n[Chorus:]\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n[Mac Dre]\nGame drank candlelight\nBaby need to take a break from a man tonight\nShe gon hit dem E she gon see\nHow we gonna get down on the Ecstasy\nThen laugh off one and a half\nRapes getting faced in ma bubble bath\nShe make a nigga laugh the way she fall\nShe can't take it all is her only flaw\nThen a ball all down the hall\nShe nibbin on my ear while I pound the wall\n12 15's three o'clock I get every damn thing but eat the cock\nLingerie Tangaray baby are you sure you can hang with Dre\nI got a lot to feel but before I did lets pop another pill\n\n[Chorus:]\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n[Mac Dre]\nIts 2 AM and the party's over\nAnd drunks thangs ya far from sober\nQuit duckin me come fuck with me\nCome wit the gold rilla gold rilla buck and treat\nEat we can laugh and chill and bash a till\nUp in Vacaville\nI have stash a steal sum mitsubishi\nTryin to play square but bitch you freaky\nAnd get you sneaky and when you D O AK\nYou can get sum mo drank its free on any day\nSweet freak creep with me\nEat meat sleep with me\nWe can hit the load won't tell a soul\nYou nigaroe will neva know\nIts like that so baby cut the crap\nLet me bust a nut I got them buster raps\n\n[Chorus:]\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n[Mac Dre]\nNeva worry bout it I got ya covered\nGot freash sheets and box a rubbers\nThis is yo chance to let the freak out\nNo role with romance that's not what I'm about\nAll I wanna do is have fun with ya\nLet me come get ya let me come wich ya\nWhen I'm done wich ya that's when ya know\nWhen all the females keep payin fo mo\nYou playin too slow pick up the pace\nAll you need is ya nigga trust me k\nOr it must be wait you whats goin down\nIt's the clown from the town to bring me a round\nSee we done found a place to get busy\nYou and I came to get busy frizzy\nYou listen here trick put on this outfit\nThat I bought from fredrick's\n\n[Chorus:]\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\nDon't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\nI'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n[Miami]\nWhats Happenin whats goin down be\nI want you drunk peeled up fresh and stout\nAnd uh that's it doe","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Don't Be a Punk\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Heart of Gangsta, Mind of a Hustler, Tongue of a Pimp\n  duration_ms: 228000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Miami- From the louie crew]\n  What's Happenin man this aint fo no punks man\n  This for tha rippla type guys (yeah)\n  We ain't no punks round here\n  We gonna ripp one den get ready to fuck a hoe or somefin\n  For so long\n\n  [Chorus:]\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  [Mac Dre]\n  Game drank candlelight\n  Baby need to take a break from a man tonight\n  She gon hit dem E she gon see\n  How we gonna get down on the Ecstasy\n  Then laugh off one and a half\n  Rapes getting faced in ma bubble bath\n  She make a nigga laugh the way she fall\n  She can't take it all is her only flaw\n  Then a ball all down the hall\n  She nibbin on my ear while I pound the wall\n  12 15's three o'clock I get every damn thing but eat the cock\n  Lingerie Tangaray baby are you sure you can hang with Dre\n  I got a lot to feel but before I did lets pop another pill\n\n  [Chorus:]\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  [Mac Dre]\n  Its 2 AM and the party's over\n  And drunks thangs ya far from sober\n  Quit duckin me come fuck with me\n  Come wit the gold rilla gold rilla buck and treat\n  Eat we can laugh and chill and bash a till\n  Up in Vacaville\n  I have stash a steal sum mitsubishi\n  Tryin to play square but bitch you freaky\n  And get you sneaky and when you D O AK\n  You can get sum mo drank its free on any day\n  Sweet freak creep with me\n  Eat meat sleep with me\n  We can hit the load won't tell a soul\n  You nigaroe will neva know\n  Its like that so baby cut the crap\n  Let me bust a nut I got them buster raps\n\n  [Chorus:]\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  [Mac Dre]\n  Neva worry bout it I got ya covered\n  Got freash sheets and box a rubbers\n  This is yo chance to let the freak out\n  No role with romance that's not what I'm about\n  All I wanna do is have fun with ya\n  Let me come get ya let me come wich ya\n  When I'm done wich ya that's when ya know\n  When all the females keep payin fo mo\n  You playin too slow pick up the pace\n  All you need is ya nigga trust me k\n  Or it must be wait you whats goin down\n  It's the clown from the town to bring me a round\n  See we done found a place to get busy\n  You and I came to get busy frizzy\n  You listen here trick put on this outfit\n  That I bought from fredrick's\n\n  [Chorus:]\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n  Don't be no punk, grab yo cup and fill it up\n  I'm almost drunk and you know I wanna fuck\n\n  [Miami]\n  Whats Happenin whats goin down be\n  I want you drunk peeled up fresh and stout\n  And uh that's it 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ya niigga\nBut ii need no man\nU wanna tango?\nCome on niigga.we goiin dance\nIi do tha thiizzle wiiggle\nRyte on ya face\nThen throw u iin tha trunk\nWiith tha bump iin tha bazz\n\n(Choruz)\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teash\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n(Verze 2)\nA riiviival at tha riival\nLiike daniiel boom\nRampa room\nTycoon\nBest thiingz siince cartoon\nNd my platoon\nEatiin niigga liike shroomz... goonz\nMuggiin nd thuggiin 4rm july to june\nA goriilla do da bad boom\nAll iin tha womb\nFiind me flossiin on fliierz\nThat say comiin soon\nHycoon.knocturnal love da moon\nWe can meet iin tha miiddle of da street\nAt hiigh noon\nNd my beat goez boom\nTo cercern who iit may\nOn thiiz miic iill eat chu\nNo forkz 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show\nYokiin iin a chevy hoe\n7-7 box or a glazz hoe 7-4\nU nevr knoe yo\nIi keep em guezziin\nStraped wiitta fat\n40 cal smiithiin wesen\nFor mah protectiion\nBut nobodii see iit\nTiill iitz funk\nWen iitz funk\nThen punk ii cre dii iit\nLiive nd dii-rect\nIi riide fo respect\nNd ii got priison takerz\nCatch a kniife to tha neck\nCatch me on that two siitter\nOn that nezz\nRiidiin wiith my heaterz\nWho wan come tezt\n\n(Choruz)\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n(Yeaaaaaaaahhhhhh)]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.05] Ya ya ya(ya ya ya)\n[00:01.98] Let me get thiiz shyte started man(get thiiz shyte started man)\n[00:02.82] Iif therez goiin b a party man\n[00:03.72] Let me get thiiz shyte 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A profiit liike street hustle\n  Niigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n  Yadadamean iimma hotta den steam\n  Chabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\n  Botha me not niigga pote iiz mean\n  A profiit liike street hustle\n  Niigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n  (Verze 2)\n  A riiviival at tha riival\n  Liike daniiel boom\n  Rampa room\n  Tycoon\n  Best thiingz siince cartoon\n  Nd my platoon\n  Eatiin niigga liike shroomz... goonz\n  Muggiin nd thuggiin 4rm july to june\n  A goriilla do da bad boom\n  All iin tha womb\n  Fiind me flossiin on fliierz\n  That say comiin soon\n  Hycoon.knocturnal love da moon\n  We can meet iin tha miiddle of da street\n  At hiigh noon\n  Nd my beat goez boom\n  To cercern who iit may\n  On thiiz miic iill eat chu\n  No forkz kniivez or spoonz\n  Ii sport niike shoez\n  Liike guccii nd louiie\n  4rm that crest on tha best\n  Liike stiicky nd gooey\n  Dont fuk wiith tha chewy\n  But wen ii kiick iit liike dubbiie\n  We pop double thiizzez\n  Oo we get stoowey\n  Shoo bi dee doo whaa\n  Doobity doo\n  Miirriior miirriior on tha wall\n  Tell me who b tha foo\n\n  (Choruz)\n  Yadadamean iimma hotta den steam\n  Chabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teash\n  Botha me not niigga pote iiz mean\n  A profiit liike street hustle\n  Niigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n  Yadadamean iimma hotta den steam\n  Chabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\n  Botha me not niigga pote iiz mean\n  A profiit liike street hustle\n  Niigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n  (Verze 3)\n  Playaz watch me\n  Liike iimma fukiin atachee\n  But ii got lezzonz nd suggestiionz\n  Liike that r-b-l posse\n  Protected by guyz see\n  Them doublez cant hurt me\n  Nd them hataz get ate\n  Jus liike thankzgiiviin turkeyz\n  Iima warriior\n  Wen ii come out nd play\n  Ii do iit liike we do iit niigga\n  Out iin tha bay\n  Siideshow afta evry show\n  Yokiin iin a chevy hoe\n  7-7 box or a glazz hoe 7-4\n  U nevr knoe yo\n  Ii keep em guezziin\n  Straped wiitta fat\n  40 cal smiithiin wesen\n  For mah protectiion\n 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Yadadamean\nPass Da Boila Maker\nAnd Da Toilet Paper\nIm Shittin On Foos Doped Like A Quarter Caker\nOr A Acre Not A Celtic Or A Laker\nIm A King Find Me Flowin Wit A Mouth Full Of Bling\nIn Somthin Clean Doin My Thing\nNigga Wat U Mean Im A Legend Like Kareem\nAbduol Jabbar I Screwed Ur Brod\nSnaked U 42 Faked U\nOops Skooled U Boi\nWhos Yo Boi Hes Better Off Dead\nLet Dat Cat Kno Hiz In Over His Head\nWat He Aint Kno\nIm Mafia Nigga Got A Nation Of Thugz Dat Ill Die Fo A Nigga\nRide Fo Ya Nigga\nBut I Need No Man\nU Wanna Tangle Com'on Nigga We Gone Dance\nI Do Da Thizzle Wiggle Right On Yo Face\nDen Thro U In Da Trunk Wit Da Bump & Da Bass","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hotta Den Steam (feat. PSD)\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Heart Of Gangsta, Mind Of A Hustler, Tongue Of A Pimp\n  duration_ms: 286511\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (feat. 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lady is somethin wrong\nYou've been starin' at pimpin way too long\"\nWhy do you keep on eyein' a nigga\"\nCuddie, the bitch started cryin a river\nI said what's wrong like a cared\nShe said she caught her pimp fuckin a square\nI said damn you must be devistated\nShe said I've been with him since I graduated\n\nBut wait a minute u look framiliar\nI said c'mon now look Cicilia\nThat's the oldest line in the book\n\nThat's bunk like dope I used to cook\nShe said \"uhh don't u rap\"\nI said \"Yes it is I, Andre the Mac\"\nShe said well uh if that's the case then wave 5 thow wow in my face\nShe said shes been my fan since she was 12\n\nAnd if she was gonna choose it might as well be me\nThe M to tha D is that five thow wow choosein fee\n\nNow this story has 4 possible endings\nIs mac dre a going to A reach back like a pimp and slap the hoe and tell her bitch beat it\nI ain't no rest haven for runaway bitchas\nB start speaking swaheeli cause he thinks the bitch is the fuzz tryin ta pinch pimpin\nC or does he P.I.M.P n tell the bitch put it in my pocket you beezie\n\nI said look if you want dreezy\nYou gonna have to put it in my pocket u beezie\nThe bitch reached in her flindy bag and almost made pimpin grow a shag\n\nI said god damn bitch the bitch had 40 grand kids\n10 thousand in stacks a ten I said they gonna put u up under the pen\nI said we can't do this in no bar\nLet's talk about things in my car\nWho is this bitch can I trust her\nTook her outside to my plimyth duster\nShe said there's one more thing that you should know\nThere's one more hoe and where I go she go\nI said where I come from 3 is fun and plus 1 is too close to none\n\nTwinkle twinkle\nCow moo moo\nI shit on niggaz\nAl boo boo That might be a take","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.17] Are you ready?\n[00:03.98] Not long ago in a place real far\n[00:06.66] I knocked this hutch at a grill slash bar\n[00:08.45] Fucking up some prawns n chips\n[00:11.13] Cause Mac Dre don't eat omelets\n[00:13.84] Suckin my teeth like I'm the shit\n[00:15.70] On Gin but I think it's time to switch\n[00:18.48] Bar tender give me something strong\n[00:21.14] I don't want no ice tea island long\n[00:22.99] Gimmie Stogies with roses n ryme\n[00:25.63] Man I get that all the time\n[00:27.48] Throwback Steve Larkin #80\n[00:30.21] I looked up and I saw this lady\n[00:32.96] On my momma\n[00:33.85] I ain't fat mouthin\n[00:35.76] The bitch looked like she could suck a thousand\n[00:37.52] But her ass wasn't really all that giant\n[00:39.35] She must have been workin her Fonda diet\n[00:42.13] Man you know she looked alike\n[00:44.82] That Filipino girl jay used to like\n[00:46.74] Bottom line she was fine\n[00:49.40] You don't see this kind all the time\n[00:51.20] Man, you know my name first is Mac\n[00:54.01] Walked up to her, put down my act\n[00:56.72] I said \"excuse me lady is somethin wrong\n[00:58.53] You've been starin' at pimpin way too long\"\n[01:01.39] Why do you keep on eyein' a nigga\"\n[01:03.18] Cuddie, the bitch started cryin a river\n[01:05.87] I said what's wrong like a cared\n[01:07.65] She said she caught her pimp fuckin a square\n[01:10.30] I said damn you must be devistated\n[01:12.13] She said I've been with him since I graduated\n[01:15.84] But wait a minute u look framiliar\n[01:17.66] I said c'mon now look Cicilia\n[01:20.49] That's the oldest line in the book\n[01:22.28] That's bunk like dope I used to cook\n[01:24.90] She said \"uhh don't u rap\"\n[01:27.79] I said \"Yes it is I, Andre the Mac\"\n[01:29.56] She said well uh if that's the case then wave 5 thow wow in my face\n[01:34.04] She said shes been my fan since she was 12\n[01:36.89] And if she was gonna choose it might as well be me\n[01:40.59] The M to tha D is that five thow wow choosein fee\n[01:44.23] Now this story has 4 possible endings\n[01:48.70] Is mac dre a going to A reach back like a pimp and slap the hoe and tell her bitch beat it\n[01:56.96] I ain't no rest haven for runaway bitchas\n[01:58.89] B start speaking swaheeli cause he thinks the bitch is the fuzz tryin ta pinch pimpin\n[02:05.37] C or does he P.I.M.P n tell the bitch put it in my pocket you beezie\n[02:16.59] I said look if you want dreezy\n[02:18.34] You gonna have to put it in my pocket u beezie\n[02:21.00] The bitch reached in her flindy bag and almost made pimpin grow a shag\n[02:26.61] I said god damn bitch the bitch had 40 grand kids\n[02:32.09] 10 thousand in stacks a ten I said they gonna put u up under the pen\n[02:37.51] I said we can't do this in no bar\n[02:39.32] Let's talk about things in my car\n[02:42.90] Who is this bitch can I trust her\n[02:44.73] Took her outside to my plimyth duster\n[02:47.55] She said there's one more thing that you should know\n[02:50.20] There's one more hoe and where I go she go\n[02:52.92] I said where I come from 3 is fun and plus 1 is too close to none\n[02:57.52] Twinkle twinkle\n[02:59.35] Cow moo moo\n[03:00.22] I shit on niggaz\n[03:02.06] Al boo 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there's one more thing that you should know\n  There's one more hoe and where I go she go\n  I said where I come from 3 is fun and plus 1 is too close to none\n\n  Twinkle twinkle\n  Cow moo moo\n  I shit on niggaz\n  Al boo boo That might be a take\n"},{"id":34061951,"name":"Stayin Alive","trackName":"Stayin Alive","artistName":"Mac Dre","albumName":"Heart of Gangsta, Mind of a Hustler, Tongue of a Pimp","duration":313.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, bring it on\nDedicated to the niggas that thought I lost it\nNo forward or office\nYeah, keep this thing goin', \"Stayin' Alive,\" Beezy\nMac D-R-E up in this bitch\nYeah, I'm out back, motherfucker\nI'm out back with the dogs\n\nYou never met a nigga like me\nThe M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\nI run with niggas that jack for fun\nAnd I never leave the house without packin' my gun\nYou never met a nigga like me\nThe M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\nI run with niggas that jack for fun\nAnd I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n\nI'm seein' studio gangstas gettin' lost in the fame\n\nYou paper sack niggas keep crossin' the game\nYou think life ain't nothin' but a gang of bitches\nYou can't stop talkin' and you hang with snitches\nYou's a sucka, nigga, quit droppin' the salt\nIf your pimpin' ain't strong, it's not my fault\nAt every event I see your face\nWith my name in your mouth, you must love the taste, nigga\n\nWhat the deal? Is you for real?\nPlayin' ho games'll get your cap peeled\nNow hear Mac spill straight from the heart\nI pop thizz with the chips that I take from art\n'Cause a major part of this game is muscle\nA swagga get cabbage, respect the hustle\nWhen I'm wide around the mouth (Wide around the mouth)\nI pull the pistol out (Pull the pistol out)\nBoy, I need it big (Boy, I need it big)\nDon't make me split your wig (Don't make me split your wig, nigga)\n\nMac D-R-E, you never met a nigga like me\n\nYou never met a nigga like me\nThe M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\nI run with niggas that jack for fun\nAnd I never leave the house without packin' my gun\nYou never met a nigga like me\nThe M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\nI run with niggas that jack for fun\nAnd I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n\nHead honcho but you can call me Sancho\nCreepin' with your bitch, got my dick on her tonsils\nI'm at the crib with your bitch in the door\nSmokin' cribs, feedin' goldfish to my sharks\nThe kind of nigga that them haters hate the most\nQuick to pull the trigger when a nigga play me close\nWest Coast cutthoat gorilla\nIt gets no realer, I gets more scrilla (Ching-ching)\nYour nigga, big dick daddy\n\nI get paid from a big thick patty\nMatic, a bubble, I represent the Double\nR, and my car gon' give the rollers trouble\nOn a high speed chase on the freeway\nDon't think the police wanna see Dre\n\nI'm bonafide, certified\nAnd gon' be still jackin' when I'm thirty-five\n\nYou never met a nigga like me\nThe M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\nI run with niggas that jack for fun\nAnd I never leave the house without packin' my gun\nYou never met a nigga like me\nThe M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\nI run with niggas that jack for fun\nAnd I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n\nAll must die but some die young\nThat's why I never leave the house without packin' my gun\nMy selection for protection Desert Eagle\nI'm down and dirty, never legal\nI know some people that'll get you for your jewels\nThem cutthoat fools, nigga, you know the rules\n\nCaught slippin', give it up\nYou think I'm trippin'? 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Is you for real?\n  Playin' ho games'll get your cap peeled\n  Now hear Mac spill straight from the heart\n  I pop thizz with the chips that I take from art\n  'Cause a major part of this game is muscle\n  A swagga get cabbage, respect the hustle\n  When I'm wide around the mouth (Wide around the mouth)\n  I pull the pistol out (Pull the pistol out)\n  Boy, I need it big (Boy, I need it big)\n  Don't make me split your wig (Don't make me split your wig, nigga)\n\n  Mac D-R-E, you never met a nigga like me\n\n  You never met a nigga like me\n  The M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\n  I run with niggas that jack for fun\n  And I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n  You never met a nigga like me\n  The M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\n  I run with niggas that jack for fun\n  And I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n\n  Head honcho but you can call me Sancho\n  Creepin' with your bitch, got my dick on her tonsils\n  I'm at the crib with your bitch in the door\n  Smokin' cribs, feedin' goldfish to my sharks\n  The kind of nigga that them haters hate the most\n  Quick to pull the trigger when a nigga play me close\n  West Coast cutthoat gorilla\n  It gets no realer, I gets more scrilla (Ching-ching)\n  Your nigga, big dick daddy\n\n  I get paid from a big thick patty\n  Matic, a bubble, I represent the Double\n  R, and my car gon' give the rollers trouble\n  On a high speed chase on the freeway\n  Don't think the police wanna see Dre\n\n  I'm bonafide, certified\n  And gon' be still jackin' when I'm thirty-five\n\n  You never met a nigga like me\n  The M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\n  I run with niggas that jack for fun\n  And I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n  You never met a nigga like me\n  The M-to-the-D from the CCC, I'm a G\n  I run with niggas that jack for fun\n  And I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n\n  All must die but some die young\n  That's why I never leave the house without packin' my gun\n  My selection for protection Desert Eagle\n  I'm down and dirty, never legal\n  I know some people that'll get you for your jewels\n  Them cutthoat fools, nigga, you know the rules\n\n  Caught slippin', give it up\n  You think I'm trippin'? 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thuggz\nThatll diie fo ya niigga\nRobbiin fo ya niigga\nBut ii need no man\nU wanna tango?\nCome on niigga.we goiin dance\nIi do tha thiizzle wiiggle\nRyte on ya face\nThen throw u iin tha trunk\nWiith tha bump iin tha bazz\n\n(Choruz)\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teash\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n(Verze 2)\nA riiviival at tha riival\nLiike daniiel boom\nRampa room\nTycoon\nBest thiingz siince cartoon\nNd my platoon\nEatiin niigga liike shroomz... goonz\nMuggiin nd thuggiin 4rm july to june\nA goriilla do da bad boom\nAll iin tha womb\nFiind me flossiin on fliierz\nThat say comiin soon\nHycoon.knocturnal love da moon\nWe can meet iin tha miiddle of da street\nAt hiigh noon\nNd my beat goez boom\nTo cercern who iit may\nOn thiiz miic iill eat chu\nNo forkz kniivez or spoonz\nIi sport niike shoez\nLiike guccii nd louiie\n4rm that crest on tha best\nLiike stiicky nd gooey\nDont fuk wiith tha chewy\nBut wen ii kiick iit liike dubbiie\nWe pop double thiizzez\nOo we get stoowey\nShoo bi dee doo whaa\nDoobity doo\nMiirriior miirriior on tha wall\nTell me who b tha foo\n\n(Choruz)\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teash\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n(Verze 3)\nPlayaz watch me\nLiike iimma fukiin atachee\nBut ii got lezzonz nd suggestiionz\nLiike that r-b-l posse\nProtected by guyz see\nThem doublez cant hurt me\nNd them hataz get ate\nJus liike thankzgiiviin turkeyz\nIima warriior\nWen ii come out nd play\nIi do iit liike we do iit niigga\nOut iin tha bay\nSiideshow afta evry show\nYokiin iin a chevy hoe\n7-7 box or a glazz hoe 7-4\nU nevr knoe yo\nIi keep em guezziin\nStraped wiitta fat\n40 cal smiithiin wesen\nFor mah protectiion\nBut nobodii see iit\nTiill iitz funk\nWen iitz funk\nThen punk ii cre dii iit\nLiive nd dii-rect\nIi riide fo respect\nNd ii got priison takerz\nCatch a kniife to tha neck\nCatch me on that two siitter\nOn that nezz\nRiidiin wiith my heaterz\nWho wan come tezt\n\n(Choruz)\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n\nYadadamean iimma hotta den steam\nChabazz a creaze niigga follow mah teach\nBotha me not niigga pote iiz mean\nA profiit liike street hustle\nNiigga cut dont eat sucka\n(Yeaaaaaaaahhhhhh)]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.05]Ya ya ya(ya ya ya)\n[00:01.98]Let me get thiiz shyte started man(get thiiz shyte started man)\n[00:02.82]Iif therez goiin b a party man\n[00:03.72]Let me get thiiz shyte started(get tha party started)\n[00:04.64]Yadadamean(yadadamean)\n[00:05.58](Verze 1)\n[00:07.53]Pazz tha boiilliing maker\n[00:08.40]Nd tha toiilet paper\n[00:09.32]Iim shyttiin on foo'z\n[00:10.23]Dope liike a quarter caker\n[00:11.18]Or a achor not a celtiic ora laker\n[00:12.07]Iimma kiing\n[00:12.95]Fiind me on floren\n[00:13.89]Wiitta mouth fulla bliing\n[00:14.83]Nd sumthiin to clean\n[00:15.77]Doiin my thiing\n[00:16.66]Niigga wuutchu mean?\n[00:17.55]Iimma legend liike kareem\n[00:18.43]Abdu-ja-bar\n[00:19.35]Ii screwed cha broad\n[00:20.24]Snaked chu\n[00:21.10]Forty-2 faked cha\n[00:22.06]Oopz whoz ya boii?\n[00:22.97]Whoz ya boii?\n[00:23.81]Hez better off dead\n[00:24.78]Let that cat knoe\n[00:25.65]Hez iin ova hiiz head\n[00:26.61]Wut? u aiint knoe?\n[00:27.53]Iim mafiia niigga\n[00:28.41]Gotta natiion of thuggz\n[00:29.37]Thatll diie fo ya niigga\n[00:30.29]Robbiin fo ya niigga\n[00:31.19]But ii need no man\n[00:32.09]U wanna 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mah teach\n  Botha me not niigga pote iiz mean\n  A profiit liike street hustle\n  Niigga cut dont eat sucka\n\n  (Verze 2)\n  A riiviival at tha riival\n  Liike daniiel boom\n  Rampa room\n  Tycoon\n  Best thiingz siince cartoon\n  Nd my platoon\n  Eatiin niigga liike shroomz... goonz\n  Muggiin nd thuggiin 4rm july to june\n  A goriilla do da bad boom\n  All iin tha womb\n  Fiind me flossiin on fliierz\n  That say comiin soon\n  Hycoon.knocturnal love da moon\n  We can meet iin tha miiddle of da street\n  At hiigh noon\n  Nd my beat goez boom\n  To cercern who iit may\n  On thiiz miic iill eat chu\n  No forkz kniivez or spoonz\n  Ii sport niike shoez\n  Liike guccii nd louiie\n  4rm that crest on tha best\n  Liike stiicky nd gooey\n  Dont fuk wiith tha chewy\n  But wen ii kiick iit liike dubbiie\n  We pop double thiizzez\n  Oo we get stoowey\n  Shoo bi dee doo whaa\n  Doobity doo\n  Miirriior miirriior on tha wall\n  Tell me who b tha foo\n\n  (Choruz)\n  Yadadamean iimma hotta den 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jeans no one-night please\nI need something that's goin bring the things that bling bling to a king\nGreen what do you mean\nHutch does dreezy like afro sheen\nGet down with another broad if that's yo thing\nIts natural things and I'm smooth as cream\nAnd I know you can sell a fool a dream\nTop notcha better watch ya space-age pimp the black buck rogers\n[Chorus]\nI aint a trick but I spend a little to make a lot\nYou aint tryna pop then hutch shake the spot\nGot to make a knot, you tie my work\nWhen the stack gets fat kick back and perk\nI'm potent I be soakin it\nWhich side you ride with broke or rich\nNow we bitch rider tryna get butter\nAss with the most cash lives hotter\nIt aint a problem that I can't fix\nI keep it poppin and make more chips\nMake more hits get the crew hyphy\nShes my bitch but that's your wifey\nSmackin it or mackin it\nThe heat gonn skeet when I'm packin it\nShe's a notch better watch shell sneak a cheat\nWith the black buck rogers bdbpp\n[Chorus]\nMac Dre the 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title: Black Buck Rogers\n  artist: Mac Dre\n  album: Heart Of A Gangsta, Mind Of A Hustler, Tounge Of A Pimp\n  duration_ms: 222000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: She's a dime playa, but I need a 15\n  start_ms: 12060\n  end_ms: 13230\n- text: A queen lookin like she need to be in a magazine\n  start_ms: 13230\n  end_ms: 14860\n- text: Or a movie scene movin the green\n  start_ms: 14860\n  end_ms: 16970\n- text: Workin with a team that's workin for a king\n  start_ms: 16970\n  end_ms: 19350\n- text: 19 lean bustin out the seams of tight jeans no one-night please\n  start_ms: 19350\n  end_ms: 24460\n- text: I need something that's goin bring the things that bling bling to a king\n  start_ms: 24460\n  end_ms: 28010\n- text: Green what do you mean\n  start_ms: 28010\n  end_ms: 29550\n- text: Hutch does dreezy like afro sheen\n  start_ms: 29550\n  end_ms: 31620\n- text: Get down with another broad if that's yo thing\n  start_ms: 31620\n  end_ms: 33730\n- text: Its natural things 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problem that I can't fix\n  start_ms: 87010\n  end_ms: 89500\n- text: I keep it poppin and make more chips\n  start_ms: 89500\n  end_ms: 91850\n- text: Make more hits get the crew hyphy\n  start_ms: 91850\n  end_ms: 93830\n- text: Shes my bitch but that's your wifey\n  start_ms: 93830\n  end_ms: 96080\n- text: Smackin it or mackin it\n  start_ms: 96080\n  end_ms: 98540\n- text: The heat gonn skeet when I'm packin it\n  start_ms: 98540\n  end_ms: 100820\n- text: She's a notch better watch shell sneak a cheat\n  start_ms: 100820\n  end_ms: 102930\n- text: With the black buck rogers bdbpp\n  start_ms: 102930\n  end_ms: 107550\n- text: '[Chorus]'\n  start_ms: 107550\n  end_ms: 125650\n- text: Mac Dre the black buck rogers\n  start_ms: 125650\n  end_ms: 126510\n- text: Got drafts and cuts like the dodgers\n  start_ms: 126510\n  end_ms: 130070\n- text: Runnin check on her Throw em up in her\n  start_ms: 130070\n  end_ms: 133070\n- text: Shirt says champ but is she really a winner\n  start_ms: 133070\n  end_ms: 135170\n- text: Or really a beginner tryna enter\n  start_ms: 135170\n  end_ms: 137360\n- text: If she cool then fool Im a sinner\n  start_ms: 137360\n  end_ms: 139720\n- text: It's all about the cash put the trash in the cash\n  start_ms: 139720\n  end_ms: 143180\n- text: If you don't understand girl Im the man\n  start_ms: 143180\n  end_ms: 145160\n- text: Put it in my hand we can live life lav\n  start_ms: 145160\n  end_ms: 147350\n- text: 24/7 I get my cash\n  start_ms: 147350\n  end_ms: 149320\n- text: Smash, fash, shake the dass\n  start_ms: 149320\n  end_ms: 152040\n- text: If the funk start bunk don't wait to blast\n  start_ms: 152040\n  end_ms: 154330\n- text: Im a cutthoat if you must know\n  start_ms: 154330\n  end_ms: 155980\n- text: I go for the green and the guts though\n  start_ms: 155980\n  end_ms: 158830\n- text: Don't trust hoe body like mody (snitch!)\n  start_ms: 158830\n  end_ms: 162250\n- text: Black buck rogers is hyphy'n the party\n  start_ms: 162250\n  end_ms: 163840\n- text: '[Chorus]'\n  start_ms: 163840\n  end_ms: 216640\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 216640\nplain: |-\n  She's a dime playa, but I need a 15\n  A queen lookin like she need to be in a magazine\n  Or a movie scene movin the green\n  Workin with a team that's workin for a king\n  19 lean bustin out the seams of tight jeans no one-night please\n  I need something that's goin bring the things that bling bling to a king\n  Green what do you mean\n  Hutch does dreezy like afro sheen\n  Get down with another broad if that's yo thing\n  Its natural things and I'm smooth as cream\n  And I know you can sell a fool a dream\n  Top notcha better watch ya space-age pimp the black buck rogers\n  [Chorus]\n  I aint a trick but I spend a little to make a lot\n  You aint tryna pop then hutch shake the spot\n  Got to make a knot, you tie my work\n  When the stack gets fat kick back and perk\n  I'm potent I be soakin it\n  Which side you ride with broke or rich\n  Now we bitch rider tryna get butter\n  Ass with the most cash lives hotter\n  It aint a problem that I can't fix\n  I keep it poppin and make more chips\n  Make more hits get the crew hyphy\n  Shes my bitch but that's your wifey\n  Smackin it or mackin it\n  The heat gonn skeet when I'm packin it\n  She's a notch better watch shell sneak a cheat\n  With the black buck rogers bdbpp\n  [Chorus]\n  Mac Dre the black buck rogers\n  Got drafts and cuts like the dodgers\n  Runnin check on her Throw em up in her\n  Shirt says champ but is she really a winner\n  Or really a beginner tryna enter\n  If she cool then fool Im a sinner\n  It's all about the cash put the trash in the cash\n  If you don't understand girl Im the man\n  Put it in my hand we can live life lav\n  24/7 I get my cash\n  Smash, fash, shake the dass\n  If the funk start bunk don't wait to blast\n  Im a cutthoat if you must know\n  I go for the green and the guts though\n  Don't trust hoe body like mody (snitch!)\n  Black buck rogers is hyphy'n the party\n  [Chorus]\n"}]