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You lucky ass bitch!\n"},{"id":15707147,"name":"Gunz (Bonus Track)","trackName":"Gunz (Bonus Track)","artistName":"MellowHype","albumName":"BlackenedWhite","duration":134.687347,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"MellowHype!\nAhhhhhhhh\n\nMy verse come fast like a gun blast\nI don't need a gun, I don't need it, naw\nMarijuana breathe, I don't need the rum\nYou can keep you some I just drink for fun\nBillboard cover with my eyes rolled back\nDomo right behind me fittin to roll another sack\nPut your lighters up like your life is on wax\nSo you light to me nigga I even got tax\nAnd I paid that shit (got my way) like I paid that shit\nI'm gonna grave that shit I'm in the graveyard\nEmployee on the job you can ask my manager\nI'm the cancer, that's for damn sure\nSmoke in Amsterdam and had a joke\nApply CPR if your ass start to choke\nI see Mary Jane and she gettin kind of close\nHer face is on my book and she about to get poked\n\nI am now, taking... shots\n\nI'm 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