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Nigga, come off that Schwinn\nGive it up, can't shake it, I'll take it like a repo\nPlus, I got a sale for the alloy C-Ho\n\nYou slip, now stumble, no time to mumble\nFumble, cough it up, in the rumble, I toss it up\nSo when you check mine, you gotta respect mine\nOr let Mack 10 introduce you to TEC-9\nSet up, get wet up, I'm sick like Ozzy\nMake bullets dive in you like they straight kamikaze\nSo come through slippin' and you gotta see these\nGot stripes up to here, plus I run the BG's\n'Cause I'm only thirteen and I'm already claimin' this\n\nWestside for life, nigga, armed and dangerous\n\nYeah, I had to creep up on some fool today, drive-through\nTryna hide somethin' and shit, I had to get him\nDo the hitlist, run this, motherfucker\nAnd you know that\nDo the hitlist, run this, motherfucker\nAnd you know that\n\nRedrums in the slums that we call a ghetto\nKeep my clip to the tip filled with the full metal\n\nJackets, I pack it and trust niggas bust\n\nAshes to ashes, dust to dust\nI keep my gun up when I run up, ain't got no time to waste\nI put the cannon to your face, I want the cavi and the safe\n\nRan all through the spot, a nigga found three guns\nAnd got away with two chickens and a bag full of ones\nSo recognize game, be careful what you throw up\nNigga, never fill up my Klein's pipes with that blow up\nDon't wanna get started with the hardest and the smartest\nNeighborhood motherfuckin' 211 artist\nSo all through the turf, little G's wanna be me\nAnd bustas start runnin' when they see me in my beanie\nMack 10 is the name, no shame, only fame in this\nAlways down to blast 'cause I'm armed and dangerous\n\nMack 10, nigga\n'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\nMack 10, nigga\n'Cause I rock the shit, what\n'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\nMack 10, nigga\n'Cause I rock the shit, what, fuck's up","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.59] Mack 10, nigga\n[00:06.62] Mack 10, nigga\n[00:09.96] I strong-arm like a bully, caught a case with a fully\n[00:12.97] Fresh out of Y.A. for jackin' my way\n[00:15.05] Before the yay for the loot, niggas used to slang blue\n[00:17.77] Yep, I still got birds but they in my pigeon coop\n[00:20.50] Woop, that's where it's at, it's like that as they tumble\n[00:23.17] Niggas like to rumble in the concrete jungle\n[00:25.33] From the West to the East, it don't cease\n[00:27.90] Twenty-four and some more, I gotta tote my piece\n[00:30.37] I don't trip, fill up my clip, gat on my hip\n[00:32.95] Niggas slip, give up your grip, don't make me chip\n[00:35.72] That ass off, fool, I blast off any second\n[00:38.21] I'm only in a Tec and I don't do no chin-checkin'\n[00:40.75] So break yourself or feel the wrath of a psychopath\n[00:43.71] If I blast, all I find, I get to have\n[00:46.37] And it's like that, it ain't no tamin' this\n[00:48.51] Nutty-ass nigga 'cause I'm armed and dangerous\n[00:51.36] 'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\n[00:53.68] Mack 10, nigga, so what the fuck's up?\n[00:55.79] 'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\n[00:56.77] Mack 10, nigga\n[00:56.77] 'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\n[01:01.13] Who is you, nigga, lettin' your pants sag?\n[01:03.81] Sportin' that rag on the fresh Motomags\n[01:06.21] Kick in, you picked the wrong corner to bend\n[01:08.58] What hood you think you in? Nigga, come off that Schwinn\n[01:11.10] Give it up, can't shake it, I'll take it like a repo\n[01:13.96] Plus, I got a sale for the alloy C-Ho\n[01:16.36] You slip, now stumble, no time to mumble\n[01:18.95] Fumble, cough it up, in the rumble, I toss it up\n[01:21.76] So when you check mine, you gotta respect mine\n[01:24.08] Or let Mack 10 introduce you to TEC-9\n[01:26.62] Set up, get wet up, I'm sick like Ozzy\n[01:29.02] Make bullets dive in you like they straight kamikaze\n[01:31.63] So come through slippin' and you gotta see these\n[01:34.08] Got stripes up to here, plus I run the BG's\n[01:36.43] 'Cause I'm only thirteen and I'm already claimin' this\n[01:39.30] Westside for life, nigga, armed and dangerous\n[01:43.22] Yeah, I had to creep up on some fool today, drive-through\n[01:48.83] Tryna hide somethin' and shit, I had to get him\n[01:51.48] Do the hitlist, run this, motherfucker\n[01:55.27] And you know that\n[01:56.55] Do the hitlist, run this, motherfucker\n[02:00.39] And you know that\n[02:01.93] Redrums in the slums that we call a ghetto\n[02:04.47] Keep my clip to the tip filled with the full metal\n[02:07.26] Jackets, I pack it and trust niggas bust\n[02:09.85] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust\n[02:11.93] I keep my gun up when I run up, ain't got no time to waste\n[02:14.45] I put the cannon to your face, I want the cavi and the safe\n[02:17.24] Ran all through the spot, a nigga found three guns\n[02:19.50] And got away with two chickens and a bag full of ones\n[02:22.36] So recognize game, be careful what you throw up\n[02:24.77] Nigga, never fill up my Klein's pipes with that blow up\n[02:27.42] Don't wanna get started with the hardest and the smartest\n[02:30.19] Neighborhood motherfuckin' 211 artist\n[02:32.55] So all through the turf, little G's wanna be me\n[02:35.01] And bustas start runnin' when they see me in my beanie\n[02:37.63] Mack 10 is the name, no shame, only fame in this\n[02:40.31] Always down to blast 'cause I'm armed and dangerous\n[02:43.17] Mack 10, nigga\n[02:45.69] 'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\n[02:48.29] Mack 10, nigga\n[02:48.99] 'Cause I rock the shit, what\n[02:53.42] 'Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what\n[02:58.03] Mack 10, nigga\n[02:59.68] 'Cause I rock the shit, what, fuck's up\n[03:07.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Armed & Dangerous\n artist: Mack 10\n album: Mack 10\n duration_ms: 188000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Mack 10, nigga\n start_ms: 1590\n end_ms: 6620\n- text: Mack 10, nigga\n start_ms: 6620\n end_ms: 9960\n- text: I strong-arm like a bully, caught a case with a fully\n start_ms: 9960\n end_ms: 12970\n- text: Fresh out of Y.A. for jackin' my way\n start_ms: 12970\n end_ms: 15050\n- text: Before the yay for the loot, niggas used to slang blue\n start_ms: 15050\n end_ms: 17770\n- text: Yep, I still got birds but they in my pigeon coop\n start_ms: 17770\n end_ms: 20500\n- text: Woop, that's where it's at, it's like that as they tumble\n start_ms: 20500\n end_ms: 23170\n- text: Niggas like to rumble in the concrete jungle\n start_ms: 23170\n end_ms: 25330\n- text: From the West to the East, it don't cease\n start_ms: 25330\n end_ms: 27900\n- text: Twenty-four and some more, I gotta tote my piece\n start_ms: 27900\n end_ms: 30370\n- text: I don't trip, fill up my clip, gat on my hip\n start_ms: 30370\n end_ms: 32950\n- text: Niggas slip, give up your grip, don't make me chip\n start_ms: 32950\n end_ms: 35720\n- text: That ass off, fool, I blast off any second\n start_ms: 35720\n end_ms: 38210\n- text: I'm only in a Tec and I don't do no chin-checkin'\n start_ms: 38210\n end_ms: 40750\n- text: So break yourself or feel the wrath of a psychopath\n start_ms: 40750\n end_ms: 43710\n- text: If I blast, all I find, I get to have\n start_ms: 43710\n end_ms: 46370\n- text: And it's like that, it ain't no tamin' this\n start_ms: 46370\n end_ms: 48510\n- text: Nutty-ass nigga 'cause I'm armed and dangerous\n start_ms: 48510\n end_ms: 51360\n- text: '''Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what'\n start_ms: 51360\n end_ms: 53680\n- text: Mack 10, nigga, so what the fuck's up?\n start_ms: 53680\n end_ms: 55790\n- text: '''Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what'\n start_ms: 55790\n end_ms: 56770\n- text: Mack 10, nigga\n start_ms: 56770\n end_ms: 56770\n- text: '''Cause I rock the shit, what, nigga, what'\n start_ms: 56770\n end_ms: 61130\n- text: Who is you, nigga, lettin' your pants sag?\n start_ms: 61130\n end_ms: 63810\n- text: Sportin' that rag on the fresh Motomags\n start_ms: 63810\n end_ms: 66210\n- text: Kick in, you picked the wrong corner to bend\n start_ms: 66210\n end_ms: 68580\n- text: What hood you think you in? 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