[{"id":3170068,"name":"Indo Smoke","trackName":"Indo Smoke","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"Indo Smoke","duration":325.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\nYou know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\nSippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\nJust, listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\nAhh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\n1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\nWoo!, hey now ya know\nInhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this\nThe LB to the C two times to miss\nCuz if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\nFreakin, seekin new lands without transport\nCuz indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\nAnd that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cos\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme will take no time\nI'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\nThen gain composure, compose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the extreme feelin\nDancin on the ceilin like Lionel\nIf ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n(Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n(Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n(Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n\n(Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n(Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n(Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n(Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin\n19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\nI got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet?\nAre ya high big baby? (Are ya high big baby?)\n\nNigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n[00:06.73] Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\n[00:10.76] You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\n[00:14.54] For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n[00:19.83] Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\n[00:22.65] Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\n[00:24.80] A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n[00:27.20] As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\n[00:29.71] Just, listen and recline for a spell\n[00:32.42] Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\n[00:34.63] Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n[00:37.20] Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n[00:40.29] Ahh, Indosmoke\n[00:41.87] Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n[00:44.45] 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\n[00:49.10] Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\n[00:53.94] Woo!, hey now ya know\n[00:56.75] Inhale, exhale with my flow\n[00:58.96] Breakaway, come again like this\n[01:01.39] The LB to the C two times to miss\n[01:04.18] Cuz if you do, you break you get broke\n[01:06.31] Me and Mista G and the indosmoke\n[01:08.99] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:15.27] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:18.55] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:23.69] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:28.29] Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n[01:30.43] I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\n[01:33.00] Freakin, seekin new lands without transport\n[01:36.07] Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport\n[01:38.59] I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n[01:40.47] Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n[01:42.69] Please, let me go on with my day\n[01:45.14] Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n[01:47.30] Ooh, I think I'm in love\n[01:49.52] Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n[01:52.29] On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n[01:54.71] You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\n[01:58.03] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.53] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.35] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.91] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.42] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.35] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.87] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.51] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.10] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.46] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.38] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.29] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.85] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.34] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.24] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.34] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.15] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.42] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.17] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.63] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.82] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.44] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.16] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.07] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.99] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.12] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.69] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.41] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.10] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.47] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.13] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.37] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.93] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.86] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.58] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.17] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.27] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.77] Are ya high big baby? 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(Are ya high big baby?)\n  start_ms: 303770\n  end_ms: 307030\n- text: Nigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n  start_ms: 307030\n  end_ms: 311820\n- text: I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n  start_ms: 311820\n  end_ms: 317450\n- text: Oh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey\n  start_ms: 317450\n  end_ms: 321250\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 321250\nplain: |-\n  Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\n  You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\n  For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\n  Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\n  Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\n  A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\n  Just, listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n  Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\n  Ahh, Indosmoke\n  Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n  1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\n  Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\n  Woo!, hey now ya know\n  Inhale, exhale with my flow\n  Breakaway, come again like this\n  The LB to the C two times to miss\n  Cuz if you do, you break you get broke\n  Me and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\n  Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n  I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\n  Freakin, seekin new lands without transport\n  Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport\n  I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n  Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n  Please, let me go on with my day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  Ooh, I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n  On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\n  And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\n  Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n  Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n  Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n  If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n  (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n  (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n  (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n\n  (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n  (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n  (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n  (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n  (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n  (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n  19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n  I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n  I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n  My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n  G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\n  Are you high yet?\n  Are you high yet?\n  Are ya high big baby? 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are you high yet?\nAre ya high, are ya high big baby\nAre ya high?\nNigga I asked you is you high\nI'm funked up\nI ain't be gettin' no women\nNigga and you high, shit\nOr we can do this then\nIt's over big baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: Indo Smoke\n  duration_ms: 244000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey, this is the\n  G-Child spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house baby\n  Are ya in the house?\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause it's that time\n  For you to kicks the\n  Funk online as we rewind\n  Then it will combine\n  Smokin' on the bud\n  Feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin\n  Feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production\n  Sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps\n  Over laps, don't say sh*t\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff\n  Back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe\n  Through the chronic\n  Cloud that somehow\n  Prevents me\n  From installin' fresh air\n  Ahh, Indosmoke\n  Pass me the joint\n  So I can take a toke\n  One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff\n  Five I'm feelin' real high\n  Leaning to the side\n  In my muthafuckin' ride\n  With the OG gangsta glide\n  Woo!\n  Hey now ya know\n  Inhale, exhale with my flow\n  Breakaway, come again like this\n  The LB to the C two times to miss\n  'Cause if you do\n  You break you get broke\n  Me and Mista G\n  And the indosmoke\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2X]\n  Are you high yet?\n  Whatever you do muthafucka\n  You betta not choke\n  This ain't no stress\n  It's the muthafuckin'\n  Indo smoke\n  Fee, fi, foe really doe\n  I'm still smokin' and sippin'\n  Talkin' like a pimp\n  Freakin', seekin' new lands\n  With dope trend sport\n  'Cause indo smoke\n  Is a man's sport\n  I never feel stressed\n  And that's the realist\n  Just a proper herb\n  For my chronic illness\n  Please, let me go on with my day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  Oh I think I'm in 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smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Take a trip with Nate Dogg\n  To the Eastside\n  We will show you other\n  Gangstas love to get high\n  We get high on every\n  Street in Long Beach\n  So don't come to my hood begin\n  That you can save me\n  Nigga some funny man wanna\n  Come to the East and raise it\n  I gotta viscious left hook and\n  You're damn right I will see\n  Shouts go out to\n  My nigga Mista Grimm\n  And you know Warren G\n  I gotta nigga named Gangsta Ron\n  Who knows beats if you know me\n  My name is Nate D-O double G and\n  I'm comin' straight from the East\n  Don't think you don't know\n  Where I'm from, I'm from two one three\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  Nineteen ninety muthafuckin' three\n  I got my muthafuckin' niggaz in the house\n  I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rouse in the house\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some\n  People from West Covina\n  My nigga Mista Grimm, you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang\n  Uh G Thang, if you don't\n  Hear me though, yeah\n  Are you high yet, are you high yet?\n  Are ya high, are ya high big baby\n  Are ya high?\n  Nigga I asked you is you high\n  I'm funked up\n  I ain't be gettin' no women\n  Nigga and you high, shit\n  Or we can do this then\n  It's over big baby\n"},{"id":23455334,"name":"Indo Smoke  (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Indo Smoke  (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"Indo Smoke","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, this is the\nG-Child spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house baby\nAre ya in the house?\nYou know what I'm sayin'\n'Cause it's that time\nFor you to kicks the\nFunk online as we rewind\nThen it will combine\nSmokin' on the bud\nFeelin' kinda high\nSippin' on the 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smoke\nIs a man's sport\nI never feel stressed\nAnd that's the realist\nJust a proper herb\nFor my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOh I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did\nSended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm\nBecause my tidal wave's high\nAnd thats no joke\nBecause Mista Grimm takes\nFlight from the indo smoke\n[Chorus:]\nIgnition to remission\nBlast off through the cos\nMost of the voyage\nI enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when\nI return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme\nWill take no time\nI'm prepared, papers\nAnd a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch\nMista Grimm choke\nThen gain composure\nCompose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G\nMixed together nicely\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat chronic sack\nYou can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin' on the chronic\nGettin' straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the 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the bud\n  Feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin\n  Feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production\n  Sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps\n  Over laps, don't say sh*t\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff\n  Back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe\n  Through the chronic\n  Cloud that somehow\n  Prevents me\n  From installin' fresh air\n  Ahh, Indosmoke\n  Pass me the joint\n  So I can take a toke\n  One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff\n  Five I'm feelin' real high\n  Leaning to the side\n  In my muthafuckin' ride\n  With the OG gangsta glide\n  Woo!\n  Hey now ya know\n  Inhale, exhale with my flow\n  Breakaway, come again like this\n  The LB to the C two times to miss\n  'Cause if you do\n  You break you get broke\n  Me and Mista G\n  And the indosmoke\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2X]\n  Are you high yet?\n  Whatever you do muthafucka\n  You betta not choke\n  This ain't no stress\n  It's the muthafuckin'\n  Indo smoke\n  Fee, fi, foe really doe\n  I'm still smokin' and sippin'\n  Talkin' like a pimp\n  Freakin', seekin' new lands\n  With dope trend sport\n  'Cause indo smoke\n  Is a man's sport\n  I never feel stressed\n  And that's the realist\n  Just a proper herb\n  For my chronic illness\n  Please, let me go on with my day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  Oh I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did\n  Sended me far above\n  On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm\n  Because my tidal wave's high\n  And thats no joke\n  Because Mista Grimm takes\n  Flight from the indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Ignition to remission\n  Blast off through the cos\n  Most of the voyage\n  I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when\n  I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme\n  Will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers\n  And a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch\n  Mista Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure\n  Compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G\n  Mixed together nicely\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat chronic sack\n  You can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin' on the chronic\n  Gettin' straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  Dancin' on the ceilin' like vinyl\n  If ya hear me on some vinyl\n  I break em till they can't be broke\n  As I soak, in da indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Take a trip with Nate Dogg\n  To the Eastside\n  We will show you other\n  Gangstas love to get high\n  We get high on every\n  Street in Long Beach\n  So don't come to my hood begin\n  That you can save me\n  Nigga some funny man wanna\n  Come to the East and raise it\n  I gotta viscious left hook and\n  You're damn right I will see\n  Shouts go out to\n  My nigga Mista Grimm\n  And you know Warren G\n  I gotta nigga named Gangsta Ron\n  Who knows beats if you know me\n  My name is Nate D-O double G and\n  I'm comin' straight from the East\n  Don't think you don't know\n  Where I'm from, I'm from two one three\n 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Smoke","duration":324.519184,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Whoo\nHey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\nYou know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\nSippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\nJust listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n\nAh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\nOne puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\nWhoo! Hey now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this, the LB to the C two times to miss\n'Cause if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mr. G and the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\nFreakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n'Cause indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\nAnd that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cause\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme will take no time\nI'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\nThen gain composure, compose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\nDancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\nIf ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet?) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n(Are you high yet?) We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high\n(Are you high yet?) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n(Are you high yet?) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n(Are you high yet?)\n\n(Are you high yet?) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n(Are you high yet?) I gotta vicious left hook, and you're damn right I will steal\n(Are you high yet?) Shots go out to my nigga Mr. Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet?) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n(Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\nI got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet? I'm high, baby\nAre you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\nNigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.92] Whoo\n[00:02.43] Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n[00:06.88] Are ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\n[00:11.15] You know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\n[00:14.34] For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n[00:20.31] Smokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\n[00:22.49] Sippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\n[00:25.02] A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n[00:27.58] As Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\n[00:30.35] Just listen and recline for a spell\n[00:32.42] Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\n[00:34.81] Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n[00:37.32] Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n[00:40.20] Ah, Indosmoke\n[00:42.07] Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n[00:44.45] One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\n[00:48.84] Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\n[00:54.01] Whoo! Hey now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow\n[00:58.95] Breakaway, come again like this, the LB to the C two times to miss\n[01:04.20] 'Cause if you do, you break you get broke\n[01:06.58] Me and Mr. G and the indo smoke\n[01:09.16] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:13.28] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[01:18.54] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:22.68] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[01:28.32] Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n[01:30.75] I'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\n[01:33.06] Freakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n[01:36.21] 'Cause indo smoke is a man's sport\n[01:38.65] I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n[01:40.55] Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n[01:42.83] Please, let me go on with my day\n[01:45.28] Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n[01:47.74] Ooh, I think I'm in love\n[01:49.99] Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n[01:52.42] On a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\n[01:54.84] You can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\n[01:58.28] And that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:02.25] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.13] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[02:12.13] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.88] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[02:21.66] Ignition to remission blast off through the cause\n[02:24.46] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.67] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.92] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:31.31] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.81] A comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\n[02:36.34] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.96] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.72] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.42] A fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:46.03] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.11] Smokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\n[02:50.77] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n[02:53.42] Dancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\n[02:55.13] If ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n[03:00.53] (Are you high yet?) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.28] (Are you high yet?) We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.75] (Are you high yet?) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:14.89] (Are you high yet?) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:19.74] (Are you high yet?)\n[03:24.69] (Are you high yet?) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.57] (Are you high yet?) I gotta vicious left hook, and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.28] (Are you high yet?) Shots go out to my nigga Mr. Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.38] (Are you high yet?) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.00] (Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n[03:49.03] (Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:53.77] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n[03:58.36] 1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\n[04:01.06] I got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\n[04:03.81] I got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.54] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.52] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.57] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.91] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:26.85] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.98] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:33.03] You know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.89] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\n[04:41.86] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.01] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.38] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.07] Are you high yet? I'm high, baby\n[05:02.39] Are you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\n[05:06.31] Nigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n[05:11.50] I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n[05:16.02] Oh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey\n[05:21.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke (LP Version)\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: Indo Smoke\n  duration_ms: 324519\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Whoo\n  start_ms: 920\n  end_ms: 2430\n- text: Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n  start_ms: 2430\n  end_ms: 6880\n- text: Are ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\n  start_ms: 6880\n  end_ms: 11150\n- text: You know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\n  start_ms: 11150\n  end_ms: 14340\n- text: For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n  start_ms: 14340\n  end_ms: 20310\n- text: Smokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\n  start_ms: 20310\n  end_ms: 22490\n- text: Sippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\n  start_ms: 22490\n  end_ms: 25020\n- text: A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n  start_ms: 25020\n  end_ms: 27580\n- text: As Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\n  start_ms: 27580\n  end_ms: 30350\n- text: Just listen and recline for a spell\n  start_ms: 30350\n  end_ms: 32420\n- text: Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\n  start_ms: 32420\n  end_ms: 34810\n- text: Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n  start_ms: 34810\n  end_ms: 37320\n- text: Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n  start_ms: 37320\n  end_ms: 40200\n- text: Ah, Indosmoke\n  start_ms: 40200\n  end_ms: 42070\n- text: Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n  start_ms: 42070\n  end_ms: 44450\n- text: One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\n  start_ms: 44450\n  end_ms: 48840\n- text: Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\n  start_ms: 48840\n  end_ms: 54010\n- text: Whoo! 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This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  start_ms: 82680\n  end_ms: 88320\n- text: Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n  start_ms: 88320\n  end_ms: 90750\n- text: I'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\n  start_ms: 90750\n  end_ms: 93060\n- text: Freakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n  start_ms: 93060\n  end_ms: 96210\n- text: '''Cause indo smoke is a man''s sport'\n  start_ms: 96210\n  end_ms: 98650\n- text: I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n  start_ms: 98650\n  end_ms: 100550\n- text: Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n  start_ms: 100550\n  end_ms: 102830\n- text: Please, let me go on with my day\n  start_ms: 102830\n  end_ms: 105280\n- text: Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  start_ms: 105280\n  end_ms: 107740\n- text: Ooh, I think I'm in love\n  start_ms: 107740\n  end_ms: 109990\n- text: Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n  start_ms: 109990\n  end_ms: 112420\n- text: On a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\n  start_ms: 112420\n  end_ms: 114840\n- text: You can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\n  start_ms: 114840\n  end_ms: 118280\n- text: And that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n  start_ms: 118280\n  end_ms: 122250\n- text: (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  start_ms: 122250\n  end_ms: 127130\n- text: (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  start_ms: 127130\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 136880\n- text: (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  start_ms: 136880\n  end_ms: 141660\n- text: Ignition to remission blast off through the cause\n  start_ms: 141660\n  end_ms: 144460\n- text: Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n  start_ms: 144460\n  end_ms: 146670\n- text: I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n  start_ms: 146670\n  end_ms: 148920\n- text: Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n  start_ms: 148920\n  end_ms: 151310\n- text: I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n  start_ms: 151310\n  end_ms: 153810\n- text: A comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\n  start_ms: 153810\n  end_ms: 156340\n- text: Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n  start_ms: 156340\n  end_ms: 157960\n- text: From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n  start_ms: 157960\n  end_ms: 161720\n- text: Combining lick the linings vaula\n  start_ms: 161720\n  end_ms: 163420\n- text: A fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n  start_ms: 163420\n  end_ms: 166030\n- text: H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  start_ms: 166030\n  end_ms: 168110\n- text: Smokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\n  start_ms: 168110\n  end_ms: 170770\n- text: Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  start_ms: 170770\n  end_ms: 173420\n- text: Dancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\n  start_ms: 173420\n  end_ms: 175130\n- text: If ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n  start_ms: 175130\n  end_ms: 180530\n- text: (Are you high yet?) 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I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n  start_ms: 219380\n  end_ms: 224000\n- text: (Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n  start_ms: 224000\n  end_ms: 229030\n- text: (Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n  start_ms: 229030\n  end_ms: 233770\n- text: Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  start_ms: 233770\n  end_ms: 238360\n- text: 1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\n  start_ms: 238360\n  end_ms: 241060\n- text: I got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\n  start_ms: 241060\n  end_ms: 243810\n- text: I got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n  start_ms: 243810\n  end_ms: 248540\n- text: I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n  start_ms: 248540\n  end_ms: 252520\n- text: I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n  start_ms: 252520\n  end_ms: 257570\n- text: I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n  start_ms: 257570\n  end_ms: 261910\n- text: I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n  start_ms: 261910\n  end_ms: 266850\n- text: I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n  start_ms: 266850\n  end_ms: 270980\n- text: He's engineering this, check it out\n  start_ms: 270980\n  end_ms: 273030\n- text: You know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\n  start_ms: 273030\n  end_ms: 275890\n- text: We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n  start_ms: 275890\n  end_ms: 278850\n- text: My nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\n  start_ms: 278850\n  end_ms: 281860\n- text: Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n  start_ms: 281860\n  end_ms: 286010\n- text: G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n  start_ms: 286010\n  end_ms: 292380\n- text: Are you high yet?\n  start_ms: 292380\n  end_ms: 297070\n- text: Are you high yet? I'm high, baby\n  start_ms: 297070\n  end_ms: 302390\n- text: Are you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\n  start_ms: 302390\n  end_ms: 306310\n- text: Nigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n  start_ms: 306310\n  end_ms: 311500\n- text: I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n  start_ms: 311500\n  end_ms: 316020\n- text: Oh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey\n  start_ms: 316020\n  end_ms: 321790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 321790\nplain: |-\n  Whoo\n  Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\n  You know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\n  For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\n  Smokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n  As Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n  Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n\n  Ah, Indosmoke\n  Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n  One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\n  Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\n  Whoo! Hey now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow\n  Breakaway, come again like this, the LB to the C two times to miss\n  'Cause if you do, you break you get broke\n  Me and Mr. G and the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\n  Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n  I'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\n  Freakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n  'Cause indo smoke is a man's sport\n  I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n  Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n  Please, let me go on with my day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n\n  Ooh, I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n  On a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\n  And that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\n  Ignition to remission blast off through the cause\n  Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  Dancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\n  If ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n  (Are you high yet?) We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high\n  (Are you high yet?) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n  (Are you high yet?) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n  (Are you high yet?)\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n  (Are you high yet?) I gotta vicious left hook, and you're damn right I will steal\n  (Are you high yet?) Shots go out to my nigga Mr. Grimm and you know Warren G\n  (Are you high yet?) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n  (Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n  (Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\n  I got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\n  I got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n  My nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n  G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\n  Are you high yet?\n  Are you high yet? I'm high, baby\n  Are you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\n  Nigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n  I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n  Oh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey\n"},{"id":7139055,"name":"Indo Smoke","trackName":"Indo Smoke","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"Poetic Justice (Soundtrack)","duration":325.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\nYou know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\nSippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\nJust, listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\nAhh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\n1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\nWoo!, hey now ya know\nInhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this\nThe LB to the C two times to miss\nCuz if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\nFreakin, seekin new lands without transport\nCuz indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\nAnd that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cos\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme will take no time\nI'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\nThen gain composure, compose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the extreme feelin\nDancin on the ceilin like Lionel\nIf ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n(Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n(Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n(Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n\n(Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n(Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n(Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n(Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin\n19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\nI got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet?\nAre ya high big baby? (Are ya high big baby?)\n\nNigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: Poetic Justice (Soundtrack)\n  duration_ms: 325000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\n  You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\n  For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\n  Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\n  Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\n  A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\n  Just, listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n  Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\n  Ahh, Indosmoke\n  Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n  1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\n  Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\n  Woo!, hey now ya know\n  Inhale, exhale with my flow\n  Breakaway, come again like this\n  The LB to the C two times to miss\n  Cuz if you do, you break you get broke\n  Me and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\n  Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n  I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\n  Freakin, seekin new lands without transport\n  Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport\n  I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n  Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n  Please, let me go on with my day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  Ooh, I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n  On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\n  And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\n  Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n  Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n  Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n  If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n  (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n  (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n  (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n\n  (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n  (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n  (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n  (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n  (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n  (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n  19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n  I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n  I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n  My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n  G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\n  Are you high yet?\n  Are you high yet?\n  Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.03] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.53] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.35] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.91] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.42] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.35] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.87] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.51] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.10] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.46] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.38] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.29] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.85] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.34] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.24] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.34] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.15] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.42] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.17] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.63] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.82] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.44] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.16] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.07] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.99] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.12] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.69] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.41] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.10] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.47] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.13] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.37] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.93] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.86] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.58] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.17] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.27] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.77] Are ya high big baby? 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air\nAhh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint\nSo I can take a toke\nOne puff, two puff, three puff, four puff\nFive I'm feelin' real high\nLeaning to the side\nIn my muthafuckin' ride\nWith the OG gangsta glide\nWoo!\nHey now ya know\nInhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this\nThe LB to the C two times to miss\n'Cause if you do\nYou break you get broke\nMe and Mista G\nAnd the indosmoke\n[Chorus: Repeat 2X]\nAre you high yet?\nWhatever you do muthafucka\nYou betta not choke\nThis ain't no stress\nIt's the muthafuckin'\nIndo smoke\nFee, fi, foe really doe\nI'm still smokin' and sippin'\nTalkin' like a pimp\nFreakin', seekin' new lands\nWith dope trend sport\n'Cause indo smoke\nIs a man's sport\nI never feel stressed\nAnd that's the realist\nJust a proper herb\nFor my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOh I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did\nSended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't 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though, yeah\nAre you high yet, are you high yet?\nAre ya high, are ya high big baby\nAre ya high?\nNigga I asked you is you high\nI'm funked up\nI ain't be gettin' no women\nNigga and you high, shit\nOr we can do this then\nIt's over big baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: 'Poetic Justice: Music from the Motion Picture'\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey, this is the\n  G-Child spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house baby\n  Are ya in the house?\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause it's that time\n  For you to kicks the\n  Funk online as we rewind\n  Then it will combine\n  Smokin' on the bud\n  Feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin\n  Feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production\n  Sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps\n  Over laps, don't say sh*t\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff\n  Back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to 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day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  Oh I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did\n  Sended me far above\n  On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm\n  Because my tidal wave's high\n  And thats no joke\n  Because Mista Grimm takes\n  Flight from the indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Ignition to remission\n  Blast off through the cos\n  Most of the voyage\n  I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when\n  I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme\n  Will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers\n  And a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch\n  Mista Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure\n  Compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G\n  Mixed together nicely\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat chronic sack\n  You can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin' on the chronic\n  Gettin' straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  Dancin' on the ceilin' like vinyl\n  If ya hear me on some vinyl\n  I break em till they can't be broke\n  As I soak, in da indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Take a trip with Nate Dogg\n  To the Eastside\n  We will show you other\n  Gangstas love to get high\n  We get high on every\n  Street in Long Beach\n  So don't come to my hood begin\n  That you can save me\n  Nigga some funny man wanna\n  Come to the East and raise it\n  I gotta viscious left hook and\n  You're damn right I will see\n  Shouts go out to\n  My nigga Mista Grimm\n  And you know Warren G\n  I gotta nigga named Gangsta Ron\n  Who knows beats if you know me\n  My name is Nate D-O double G and\n  I'm comin' straight from the East\n  Don't think you don't know\n  Where I'm from, I'm from two one three\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  Nineteen ninety muthafuckin' three\n  I got my muthafuckin' niggaz in the house\n  I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rouse in the house\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some\n  People from West Covina\n  My nigga Mista Grimm, you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang\n  Uh G Thang, if you don't\n  Hear me though, yeah\n  Are you high yet, are you high yet?\n  Are ya high, are ya high big baby\n  Are ya high?\n  Nigga I asked you is you high\n  I'm funked up\n  I ain't be gettin' no women\n  Nigga and you high, shit\n  Or we can do this then\n  It's over big baby\n"},{"id":31016294,"name":"Indo Smoke","trackName":"Indo Smoke","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"Poetic Justice∶ Music from the Motion Picture","duration":678.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\nYou know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\nSippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\nJust, listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\nAhh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\n1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\nWoo!, hey now ya know\nInhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this\nThe LB to the C two times to miss\nCuz if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\nFreakin, seekin new lands without transport\nCuz indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\nAnd that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cos\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back 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Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n(Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin\n19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\nI got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet?\nAre ya high big baby? (Are ya high big baby?)\n\nNigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n[00:06.73] Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\n[00:10.76] You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\n[00:14.54] For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n[00:19.83] Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\n[00:22.65] Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\n[00:24.80] A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n[00:27.20] As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\n[00:29.71] Just, listen and recline for a spell\n[00:32.42] Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\n[00:34.63] Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n[00:37.20] Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n[00:40.29] Ahh, Indosmoke\n[00:41.87] Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n[00:44.45] 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\n[00:49.10] Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\n[00:53.94] Woo!, hey now ya know\n[00:56.75] Inhale, exhale with my flow\n[00:58.96] Breakaway, come again like this\n[01:01.39] The LB to the C two times to miss\n[01:04.18] Cuz if you do, you break you get broke\n[01:06.31] Me and Mista G and the indosmoke\n[01:08.99] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:15.27] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:18.55] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:23.69] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:28.29] Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n[01:30.43] I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\n[01:33.00] Freakin, seekin new lands without transport\n[01:36.07] Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport\n[01:38.59] I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n[01:40.47] Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n[01:42.69] Please, let me go on with my day\n[01:45.14] Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n[01:47.30] Ooh, I think I'm in love\n[01:49.52] Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n[01:52.29] On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n[01:54.71] You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\n[01:58.03] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.53] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.35] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.91] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.42] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.35] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.87] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.51] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.10] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.46] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.38] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.29] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.85] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.34] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.24] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.34] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.15] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.42] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.17] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.63] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.82] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.44] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.16] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.07] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.99] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.12] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.69] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.41] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.10] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.47] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.13] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.37] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.93] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.86] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.58] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.17] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.27] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.77] Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.03] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.53] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.35] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.91] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.42] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.35] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.87] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.51] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.10] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.46] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.38] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.29] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.85] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.34] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.24] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.34] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.15] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.42] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.17] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.63] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.82] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.44] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.16] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.07] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.99] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.12] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.69] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.41] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.10] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.47] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.13] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.37] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.93] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.86] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.58] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.17] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.27] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.77] Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.05] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.59] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.32] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.99] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.45] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.31] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.90] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.58] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.96] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.45] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.31] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.25] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.80] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.38] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.26] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.38] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.13] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.46] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.16] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.62] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.85] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.45] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.13] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.09] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.94] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.14] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.66] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.44] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.13] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.49] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.15] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.36] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.98] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.83] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.81] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.51] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.14] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.22] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.73] Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.05] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.59] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.32] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.99] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.45] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.31] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.90] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.58] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.96] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.45] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.31] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.25] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.80] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.38] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.26] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.38] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.13] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.46] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.16] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.62] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.85] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.45] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.13] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.09] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.94] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.14] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.66] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.44] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.13] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.49] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.15] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.36] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.98] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.83] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.81] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.51] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.14] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.22] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.73] Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.05] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.59] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.32] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.99] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.45] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.31] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.90] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.58] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.96] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.45] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.31] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.25] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.80] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.38] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.26] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.38] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.13] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.46] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.16] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.62] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.85] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.45] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.13] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.09] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.94] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.14] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.66] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.44] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.13] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.49] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.15] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.36] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.98] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.83] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.81] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.51] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.14] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.22] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.73] Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.03] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.53] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.35] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.91] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.42] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.35] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.87] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.51] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.10] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.46] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.38] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.29] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.85] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.34] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.24] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.34] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.15] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.42] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.17] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.63] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.82] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.44] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.16] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.07] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.99] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.12] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.69] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.41] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.10] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.47] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.13] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.37] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.93] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.86] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.58] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.17] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.27] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.77] Are ya high big baby? 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though, yeah\nAre you high yet, are you high yet?\nAre ya high, are ya high big baby\nAre ya high?\nNigga I asked you is you high\nI'm funked up\nI ain't be gettin' no women\nNigga and you high, shit\nOr we can do this then\nIt's over big baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: 'Poetic Justice: Music From the Motion Picture'\n  duration_ms: 324427\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey, this is the\n  G-Child spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house baby\n  Are ya in the house?\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause it's that time\n  For you to kicks the\n  Funk online as we rewind\n  Then it will combine\n  Smokin' on the bud\n  Feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin\n  Feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production\n  Sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps\n  Over laps, don't say sh*t\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff\n  Back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to 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day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n  Oh I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did\n  Sended me far above\n  On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm\n  Because my tidal wave's high\n  And thats no joke\n  Because Mista Grimm takes\n  Flight from the indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Ignition to remission\n  Blast off through the cos\n  Most of the voyage\n  I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when\n  I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme\n  Will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers\n  And a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch\n  Mista Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure\n  Compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G\n  Mixed together nicely\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat chronic sack\n  You can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin' on the chronic\n  Gettin' straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  Dancin' on the ceilin' like vinyl\n  If ya hear me on some vinyl\n  I break em till they can't be broke\n  As I soak, in da indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Take a trip with Nate Dogg\n  To the Eastside\n  We will show you other\n  Gangstas love to get high\n  We get high on every\n  Street in Long Beach\n  So don't come to my hood begin\n  That you can save me\n  Nigga some funny man wanna\n  Come to the East and raise it\n  I gotta viscious left hook and\n  You're damn right I will see\n  Shouts go out to\n  My nigga Mista Grimm\n  And you know Warren G\n  I gotta nigga named Gangsta Ron\n  Who knows beats if you know me\n  My name is Nate D-O double G and\n  I'm comin' straight from the East\n  Don't think you don't know\n  Where I'm from, I'm from two one three\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  Nineteen ninety muthafuckin' three\n  I got my muthafuckin' niggaz in the house\n  I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rouse in the house\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some\n  People from West Covina\n  My nigga Mista Grimm, you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang\n  Uh G Thang, if you don't\n  Hear me though, yeah\n  Are you high yet, are you high yet?\n  Are ya high, are ya high big baby\n  Are ya high?\n  Nigga I asked you is you high\n  I'm funked up\n  I ain't be gettin' no women\n  Nigga and you high, shit\n  Or we can do this then\n  It's over big baby\n"},{"id":29234155,"name":"Indo Smoke","trackName":"Indo Smoke","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"DJ Babe & DJ Strong - West Coast Classics Instrumentals Vol. 2","duration":318.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\nYou know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\nSippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\nJust, listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\nAhh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\n1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\nWoo!, hey now ya know\nInhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this\nThe LB to the C two times to miss\nCuz if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\nFreakin, seekin new lands without transport\nCuz indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\nAnd that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cos\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme will take no time\nI'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\nThen gain composure, compose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the extreme feelin\nDancin on the ceilin like Lionel\nIf ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n(Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n(Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n(Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n\n(Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n(Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n(Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n(Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin\n19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\nI got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet?\nAre ya high 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(Are ya high big baby?)\n\nNigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n[00:06.73] Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\n[00:10.76] You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\n[00:14.54] For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n[00:19.83] Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\n[00:22.65] Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\n[00:24.80] A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n[00:27.20] As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\n[00:29.71] Just, listen and recline for a spell\n[00:32.42] Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\n[00:34.63] Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n[00:37.20] Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n[00:40.29] Ahh, Indosmoke\n[00:41.87] Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n[00:44.45] 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\n[00:49.10] Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\n[00:53.94] Woo!, hey now ya know\n[00:56.75] Inhale, exhale with my flow\n[00:58.96] Breakaway, come again like this\n[01:01.39] The LB to the C two times to miss\n[01:04.18] Cuz if you do, you break you get broke\n[01:06.31] Me and Mista G and the indosmoke\n[01:08.99] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:15.27] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:18.55] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:23.69] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:28.29] Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n[01:30.43] I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\n[01:33.00] Freakin, seekin new lands without transport\n[01:36.07] Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport\n[01:38.59] I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n[01:40.47] Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n[01:42.69] Please, let me go on with my day\n[01:45.14] Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n[01:47.30] Ooh, I think I'm in love\n[01:49.52] Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n[01:52.29] On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n[01:54.71] You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\n[01:58.03] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.53] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.35] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.91] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.42] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.35] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.87] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.51] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.10] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.46] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.38] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.29] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.85] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.34] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.24] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.34] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.15] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.42] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.17] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.63] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.82] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.44] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.16] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.07] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.99] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.12] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.69] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.41] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.10] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.47] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.13] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.37] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.93] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.86] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.85] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.58] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.17] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.27] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.77] Are ya high big baby? 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are you high yet?\nAre ya high, are ya high big baby\nAre ya high?\nNigga I asked you is you high\nI'm funked up\nI ain't be gettin' no women\nNigga and you high, shit\nOr we can do this then\nIt's over big baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: 5:23\n  duration_ms: 322200\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey, this is the\n  G-Child spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house baby\n  Are ya in the house?\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause it's that time\n  For you to kicks the\n  Funk online as we rewind\n  Then it will combine\n  Smokin' on the bud\n  Feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin\n  Feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production\n  Sits in the tape deck\n  As Mista Grimm raps\n  Over laps, don't say sh*t\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff\n  Back and forth (oh yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe\n  Through the chronic\n  Cloud that somehow\n  Prevents me\n  From 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Astounded from what it did\n  Sended me far above\n  On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm\n  Because my tidal wave's high\n  And thats no joke\n  Because Mista Grimm takes\n  Flight from the indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Ignition to remission\n  Blast off through the cos\n  Most of the voyage\n  I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when\n  I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme\n  Will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers\n  And a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch\n  Mista Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure\n  Compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G\n  Mixed together nicely\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat chronic sack\n  You can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin' on the chronic\n  Gettin' straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  Dancin' on the ceilin' like vinyl\n  If ya hear me on some vinyl\n  I break em till they can't be broke\n  As I soak, in da indo smoke\n  [Chorus:]\n  Take a trip with Nate Dogg\n  To the Eastside\n  We will show you other\n  Gangstas love to get high\n  We get high on every\n  Street in Long Beach\n  So don't come to my hood begin\n  That you can save me\n  Nigga some funny man wanna\n  Come to the East and raise it\n  I gotta viscious left hook and\n  You're damn right I will see\n  Shouts go out to\n  My nigga Mista Grimm\n  And you know Warren G\n  I gotta nigga named Gangsta Ron\n  Who knows beats if you know me\n  My name is Nate D-O double G and\n  I'm comin' straight from the East\n  Don't think you don't know\n  Where I'm from, I'm from two one three\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  Nineteen ninety muthafuckin' three\n  I got my muthafuckin' niggaz in the house\n  I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rouse in the house\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin'\n  Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some\n  People from West Covina\n  My nigga Mista Grimm, you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang\n  Uh G Thang, if you don't\n  Hear me though, yeah\n  Are you high yet, are you high yet?\n  Are ya high, are ya high big baby\n  Are ya high?\n  Nigga I asked you is you high\n  I'm funked up\n  I ain't be gettin' no women\n  Nigga and you high, shit\n  Or we can do this then\n  It's over big baby\n"},{"id":9892931,"name":"Indo Smoke (Album Version)","trackName":"Indo Smoke (Album Version)","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"Rap Classics","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\nYou know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\nSippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\nJust, listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n\nAhh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\n1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\nWoo!, hey now ya know\nInhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this\nThe LB to the C two times to miss\nCuz if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mista G and the indosmoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\nFreakin, seekin new lands without transport\nCuz indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly cloke I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\nAnd that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n(Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cos\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme will take no time\nI'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\nThen gain composure, compose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the extreme feelin\nDancin on the ceilin like Lionel\nIf ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n(Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n(Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n(Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n\n(Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n(Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n(Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n(Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin\n19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\nI got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet?\nAre ya high big baby? (Are ya high big baby?)\n\nNigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.06] Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n[00:06.79] Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house\n[00:10.73] You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time\n[00:14.53] For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n[00:19.84] Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high\n[00:22.69] Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly\n[00:24.83] A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n[00:27.20] As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit\n[00:29.72] Just, listen and recline for a spell\n[00:32.44] Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)\n[00:34.69] Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n[00:37.17] Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air\n[00:40.26] Ahh, Indosmoke\n[00:41.89] Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n[00:44.43] 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high\n[00:49.17] Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide\n[00:53.97] Woo!, hey now ya know\n[00:56.76] Inhale, exhale with my flow\n[00:58.93] Breakaway, come again like this\n[01:01.35] The LB to the C two times to miss\n[01:04.14] Cuz if you do, you break you get broke\n[01:06.31] Me and Mista G and the indosmoke\n[01:08.96] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:15.28] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:18.52] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:23.68] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[01:28.25] Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n[01:30.41] I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp\n[01:33.03] Freakin, seekin new lands without transport\n[01:36.02] Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport\n[01:38.57] I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n[01:40.49] Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n[01:42.69] Please, let me go on with my day\n[01:45.19] Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n[01:47.32] Ooh, I think I'm in love\n[01:49.53] Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n[01:52.28] On a fly cloke I can brag for days\n[01:54.75] You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high\n[01:58.05] And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.59] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.32] (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.99] (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.45] Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.31] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.90] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.58] A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.96] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.45] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.31] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.25] A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.80] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.38] Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.26] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.38] Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74] If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28] (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.13] (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.46] (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.16] (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.62] (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.85] (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.45] (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.13] (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.09] (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.94] (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53] 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.14] I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88] I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.66] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.44] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.13] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.49] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.15] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.36] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.98] You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.83] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.81] My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.51] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.14] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.22] Are you high yet?\n[05:03.73] Are ya high big baby? 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high\n[01:58.05]And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:01.80](Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:07.59](Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:12.32](Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.99](Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke\n[02:21.45]Ignition to remission blast off through the cos\n[02:24.23]Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.31]I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.52]Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.90]I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.58]A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke\n[02:35.96]Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.45]From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.31]Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.25]A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.80]H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.38]Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung\n[02:50.26]Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin\n[02:53.38]Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel\n[02:55.74]If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke\n[03:01.28](Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.13](Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.46](Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:15.16](Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:24.62](Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.85](Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.45](Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.13](Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.09](Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East\n[03:48.94](Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.19]Yeah, you know what I'm sayin\n[03:57.53]19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)\n[04:02.14]I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house\n[04:04.88]I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.66]I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.44]I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.13]I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.49]I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:27.15]I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.36]He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.98]You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.83]We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.81]My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.51]Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.14]G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.27]Are you high yet?\n[04:57.22]Are you high yet?\n[05:03.73]Are ya high big baby? 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(Are ya high big baby?)\n\n  Nigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n  I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n  Oh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey\n"},{"id":30070605,"name":"Indo Smoke 128 JS 5.22","trackName":"Indo Smoke 128 JS 5.22","artistName":"Mista Grimm","albumName":"1993","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Whoo\nHey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\nAre ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\nYou know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\nFor you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\nSmokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\nSippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\nA Warren G production sits in the tape deck\nAs Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\nJust listen and recline for a spell\nPass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\nStuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\nCloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n\nAh, Indosmoke\nPass me the joint so I can take a toke\nOne puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\nLeaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\nWhoo! Hey now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow\nBreakaway, come again like this, the LB to the C two times to miss\n'Cause if you do, you break you get broke\nMe and Mr. G and the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\nFee, fi, foe, really doe\nI'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\nFreakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n'Cause indo smoke is a man's sport\nI never feel stressed and that's the realist\nJust a proper herb for my chronic illness\nPlease, let me go on with my day\nRelax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n\nOoh, I think I'm in love\nAstounded from what it did sended me far above\nOn a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\nYou can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\nAnd that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n(Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n(Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\nIgnition to remission blast off through the cause\nMost of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\nI sonic boom when I return back to earth\nBirth of a new rhyme will take no time\nI'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\nA comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\nThen gain composure, compose a symphony\nFrom C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n\nCombining lick the linings vaula\nA fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\nH and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\nSmokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\nStretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\nDancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\nIf ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n\n(Are you high yet?) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n(Are you high yet?) We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high\n(Are you high yet?) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n(Are you high yet?) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n(Are you high yet?)\n\n(Are you high yet?) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n(Are you high yet?) I gotta vicious left hook, and you're damn right I will steal\n(Are you high yet?) Shots go out to my nigga Mr. Grimm and you know Warren G\n(Are you high yet?) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n(Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n(Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\nYeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\nI got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\nI got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\nI got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\nI got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n\nHe's engineering this, check it out\nYou know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\nWe hooked up with some people from West Covina\nMy nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\nAin't nothing but a G Thang, uh\nG Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\nAre you high yet?\nAre you high yet? I'm high, baby\nAre you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\nNigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\nI ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\nOh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.67] Whoo\n[00:02.09] Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n[00:06.74] Are ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\n[00:10.40] You know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\n[00:14.51] For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n[00:20.19] Smokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\n[00:22.61] Sippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\n[00:25.02] A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n[00:27.40] As Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\n[00:29.93] Just listen and recline for a spell\n[00:32.45] Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\n[00:34.60] Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n[00:37.13] Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n[00:40.22] Ah, Indosmoke\n[00:41.85] Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n[00:44.42] One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\n[00:49.16] Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\n[00:53.90] Whoo! Hey now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow\n[00:58.99] Breakaway, come again like this, the LB to the C two times to miss\n[01:04.15] 'Cause if you do, you break you get broke\n[01:06.38] Me and Mr. G and the indo smoke\n[01:08.99] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:13.75] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[01:18.54] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[01:23.64] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[01:28.24] Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n[01:30.44] I'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\n[01:33.08] Freakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n[01:36.04] 'Cause indo smoke is a man's sport\n[01:38.51] I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n[01:40.47] Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n[01:42.62] Please, let me go on with my day\n[01:45.12] Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n[01:47.54] Ooh, I think I'm in love\n[01:49.56] Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n[01:52.57] On a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\n[01:54.79] You can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\n[01:58.38] And that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n[02:02.32] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:06.82] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[02:11.89] (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n[02:16.78] (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n[02:21.50] Ignition to remission blast off through the cause\n[02:24.20] Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n[02:26.36] I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n[02:28.53] Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n[02:30.96] I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n[02:33.52] A comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\n[02:35.75] Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n[02:37.75] From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n[02:41.58] Combining lick the linings vaula\n[02:43.48] A fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n[02:45.86] H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n[02:48.37] Smokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\n[02:50.56] Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n[02:53.32] Dancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\n[02:55.81] If ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n[03:00.55] (Are you high yet?) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n[03:05.24] (Are you high yet?) We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high\n[03:10.28] (Are you high yet?) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n[03:14.85] (Are you high yet?) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n[03:19.89] (Are you high yet?)\n[03:24.62] (Are you high yet?) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n[03:29.88] (Are you high yet?) I gotta vicious left hook, and you're damn right I will steal\n[03:34.73] (Are you high yet?) Shots go out to my nigga Mr. Grimm and you know Warren G\n[03:39.18] (Are you high yet?) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n[03:44.05] (Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n[03:48.93] (Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n[03:55.17] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n[03:57.57] 1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\n[04:01.65] I got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\n[04:04.36] I got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:08.46] I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:12.45] I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:17.16] I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:21.72] I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:26.99] I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n[04:30.34] He's engineering this, check it out\n[04:32.95] You know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\n[04:35.85] We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n[04:38.89] My nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\n[04:42.53] Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n[04:46.12] G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n[04:52.25] Are you high yet?\n[04:57.20] Are you high yet? I'm high, baby\n[05:02.68] Are you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\n[05:07.27] Nigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n[05:11.83] I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n[05:17.44] Oh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey\n[05:21.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Indo Smoke 128 JS 5.22\n  artist: Mista Grimm\n  album: '1993'\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Whoo\n  start_ms: 670\n  end_ms: 2090\n- text: Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n  start_ms: 2090\n  end_ms: 6740\n- text: Are ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\n  start_ms: 6740\n  end_ms: 10400\n- text: You know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\n  start_ms: 10400\n  end_ms: 14510\n- text: For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n  start_ms: 14510\n  end_ms: 20190\n- text: Smokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\n  start_ms: 20190\n  end_ms: 22610\n- text: Sippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\n  start_ms: 22610\n  end_ms: 25020\n- text: A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n  start_ms: 25020\n  end_ms: 27400\n- text: As Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\n  start_ms: 27400\n  end_ms: 29930\n- text: Just listen and recline for a spell\n  start_ms: 29930\n  end_ms: 32450\n- text: Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\n  start_ms: 32450\n  end_ms: 34600\n- text: Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n  start_ms: 34600\n  end_ms: 37130\n- text: Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n  start_ms: 37130\n  end_ms: 40220\n- text: Ah, Indosmoke\n  start_ms: 40220\n  end_ms: 41850\n- text: Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n  start_ms: 41850\n  end_ms: 44420\n- text: One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\n  start_ms: 44420\n  end_ms: 49160\n- text: Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\n  start_ms: 49160\n  end_ms: 53900\n- text: Whoo! 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I'm high, baby\n  start_ms: 297200\n  end_ms: 302680\n- text: Are you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\n  start_ms: 302680\n  end_ms: 307270\n- text: Nigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n  start_ms: 307270\n  end_ms: 311830\n- text: I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n  start_ms: 311830\n  end_ms: 317440\n- text: Oh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey\n  start_ms: 317440\n  end_ms: 321220\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 321220\nplain: |-\n  Whoo\n  Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers\n  Are ya in the house, baby, are ya in the house?\n  You know what I'm sayin', 'cause it's that time\n  For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine\n\n  Smokin' on the bud, feelin' kinda high\n  Sippin' on the gin, feelin' kinda fly\n  A Warren G production sits in the tape deck\n  As Mr. Grimm raps overlaps, don't say shit\n  Just listen and recline for a spell\n  Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh, yeah)\n  Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic\n  Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin' fresh air\n\n  Ah, Indosmoke\n  Pass me the joint so I can take a toke\n  One puff, two puff, three puff, four puff, five, I'm feelin' real high\n  Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin' ride, with the OG gangsta glide\n  Whoo! Hey now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow\n  Breakaway, come again like this, the LB to the C two times to miss\n  'Cause if you do, you break you get broke\n  Me and Mr. G and the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\n  Fee, fi, foe, really doe\n  I'm still smokin' and sippin', talkin' like a pimp\n  Freakin', seekin' new lands without transport\n  'Cause indo smoke is a man's sport\n  I never feel stressed and that's the realist\n  Just a proper herb for my chronic illness\n  Please, let me go on with my day\n  Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J\n\n  Ooh, I think I'm in love\n  Astounded from what it did sended me far above\n  On a fly Cloke, I can brag for days\n  You can't swim with Grimm, because my tidal wave's, high\n  And that's no joke, because Mr. Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n  (Are you high yet?) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke\n  (Are you high yet?) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin' indo smoke\n\n  Ignition to remission blast off through the cause\n  Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause\n  I sonic boom when I return back to earth\n  Birth of a new rhyme will take no time\n  I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke\n  A comical scene to watch Mr. Grimm choke\n  Then gain composure, compose a symphony\n  From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mr. G mixed together nicely\n\n  Combining lick the linings vaula\n  A fat chronic sack you can put in your jaw\n  H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs\n  Smokin' on the chronic, gettin' straight sprung\n  Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin'\n  Dancin' on the ceilin', like Lionel\n  If ya I break 'em 'til they can't be broke, as I soak, in the indo smoke\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside\n  (Are you high yet?) We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high\n  (Are you high yet?) We get high on every street in Long Beach\n  (Are you high yet?) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me\n  (Are you high yet?)\n\n  (Are you high yet?) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal\n  (Are you high yet?) I gotta vicious left hook, and you're damn right I will steal\n  (Are you high yet?) Shots go out to my nigga Mr. Grimm and you know Warren G\n  (Are you high yet?) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me\n  (Are you high yet?) My name is Nate D-O double G, and I'm comin' straight from the East\n  (Are you high yet?) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213\n\n  Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'\n  1990, muthafuckin' three (hey)\n  I got my muthafuckin' niggas in the house\n  I got my nigga Mr. Grimm in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)\n  I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)\n\n  He's engineering this, check it out\n  You know what I'm sayin', Long Beach in the house\n  We hooked up with some people from West Covina\n  My nigga Mr. Grimm, but you know\n  Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh\n  G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah\n\n  Are you high yet?\n  Are you high yet? I'm high, baby\n  Are you high? Are you high, big baby? Are ya high?\n  Nigga, I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up)\n  I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up)\n  Oh, we can do this then, hey, let's go, it's over, big baby, hey\n"}]