[{"id":23495846,"name":"G Code","trackName":"G Code","artistName":"Mozzy","albumName":"Gangsta Art","duration":199.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Let the beat ride out, Leo)\nOG told me real is rare, nigga, I ain't never forgot it\nWhat's poppin'?\nYeah\nChild of the trenches, nigga\nG-O-D, niggas can't stand next to me, nigga\nNot with them shit stains on your jacket, nigga\nUh\nYou ain't kill nothin'\nI'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\nPebble Beach\nYeah\nWhen Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\nI'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\nOverprotective about E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\nThey can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\nTrain ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\nAnd Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that .22\nBaby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\nBefore twin turned informant, he had niggas spooked\nAnd after Snailz went to jail, it was just me and Good\nYou ain't from the P that I bang if you don't 'member Jules\nFat Dave and Fat James, that's when shit was bool\nWe start acceptin' goofy niggas and they switched the rules\nDeezie boy, Manny man slash gutta dude\nJa'll never be forgotten, you know I love you, fool\nWent to the wall behind that .45 he brung to school\nFirst year in Sac High, I was done with school\nWe was on Daray every day, Tyesh'll vouch for that\nWe was shootin' house parties up, ain't never counter back\nWe was jumpin' out throwin' yeekies, they never found the strap\nWhen Freddie tucked the thing in the lo', Hus went down for that\nAnd he ain't say who it was, we was proud of that\nMe and Scheme tootin' Peruvian, real powder pack\nAnd I'm in tears about that shit, I want my partner back\nI just wanna put my scraper up to mama Fatz\nHer door was always open, that was all we had\nGrandma Lina lived on fourth, that's what we called the ave'\nI know some niggas bangin' Fourth, that never walked the ave'\nI know some niggas bangin' Treys, ain't never played the market\nThey in the club with all the suckers 'cause they ain't a target\nThis nigga baby mama told him, I'm her favorite artist\nLike he don't know I used to fuck her at my granny house\nLil' Bran need a blammy, through him hand me down\nThey say that fire pen'll frrt if you set it down\nAyy, I'm a product of the slums 'cause wasn't a man around\nAnd you need structure when you young, I understand it now\nThey want me dead so I can never put this cannon down\nAs far as snitchin' it's niggas takin' the stand aloud\nI ain't think so, violated G-code\nIt's a handful of real niggas we gon' need more\nIt's a handful of real niggas but we need more\nIt's a handful of real niggas but we need- (ah)\nI ain't think so, violated G-code\nIt's a handful of real niggas but we need more\nWhen Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\nI'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\nOverprotective 'bout E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\nThey can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\nTrain ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\nAnd Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that twenty-two\nBaby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\nBaby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.31] (Let the beat ride out, Leo)\n[00:05.84] OG told me real is rare, nigga, I ain't never forgot it\n[00:09.29] What's poppin'?\n[00:10.82] Yeah\n[00:12.31] Child of the trenches, nigga\n[00:14.33] G-O-D, niggas can't stand next to me, nigga\n[00:17.16] Not with them shit stains on your jacket, nigga\n[00:20.25] Uh\n[00:22.00] You ain't kill nothin'\n[00:23.48] I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n[00:28.15] Pebble Beach\n[00:30.37] Yeah\n[00:31.23] When Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\n[00:33.63] I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n[00:36.22] Overprotective about E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\n[00:38.86] They can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n[00:41.46] Train ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\n[00:43.96] And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that .22\n[00:46.61] Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n[00:49.21] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[00:51.77] Before twin turned informant, he had niggas spooked\n[00:54.38] And after Snailz went to jail, it was just me and Good\n[00:57.01] You ain't from the P that I bang if you don't 'member Jules\n[00:59.47] Fat Dave and Fat James, that's when shit was bool\n[01:02.22] We start acceptin' goofy niggas and they switched the rules\n[01:04.82] Deezie boy, Manny man slash gutta dude\n[01:07.43] Ja'll never be forgotten, you know I love you, fool\n[01:09.74] Went to the wall behind that .45 he brung to school\n[01:12.35] First year in Sac High, I was done with school\n[01:15.07] We was on Daray every day, Tyesh'll vouch for that\n[01:17.49] We was shootin' house parties up, ain't never counter back\n[01:19.94] We was jumpin' out throwin' yeekies, they never found the strap\n[01:22.60] When Freddie tucked the thing in the lo', Hus went down for that\n[01:25.18] And he ain't say who it was, we was proud of that\n[01:27.80] Me and Scheme tootin' Peruvian, real powder pack\n[01:30.44] And I'm in tears about that shit, I want my partner back\n[01:32.96] I just wanna put my scraper up to mama Fatz\n[01:35.68] Her door was always open, that was all we had\n[01:38.31] Grandma Lina lived on fourth, that's what we called the ave'\n[01:40.92] I know some niggas bangin' Fourth, that never walked the ave'\n[01:43.15] I know some niggas bangin' Treys, ain't never played the market\n[01:45.73] They in the club with all the suckers 'cause they ain't a target\n[01:48.30] This nigga baby mama told him, I'm her favorite artist\n[01:50.93] Like he don't know I used to fuck her at my granny house\n[01:53.55] Lil' Bran need a blammy, through him hand me down\n[01:56.10] They say that fire pen'll frrt if you set it down\n[01:58.56] Ayy, I'm a product of the slums 'cause wasn't a man around\n[02:01.13] And you need structure when you young, I understand it now\n[02:03.82] They want me dead so I can never put this cannon down\n[02:06.36] As far as snitchin' it's niggas takin' the stand aloud\n[02:09.02] I ain't think so, violated G-code\n[02:11.46] It's a handful of real niggas we gon' need more\n[02:13.99] It's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n[02:16.60] It's a handful of real niggas but we need- (ah)\n[02:19.22] I ain't think so, violated G-code\n[02:21.74] It's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n[02:24.55] When Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\n[02:27.17] I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n[02:29.76] Overprotective 'bout E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\n[02:32.42] They can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n[02:35.04] Train ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\n[02:37.53] And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that twenty-two\n[02:40.17] Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n[02:42.96] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[02:47.93] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[02:50.57] Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n[02:53.21] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G Code\n  artist: Mozzy\n  album: Gangsta Art\n  duration_ms: 199000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Let the beat ride out, Leo)\n  start_ms: 3310\n  end_ms: 5840\n- text: OG told me real is rare, nigga, I ain't never forgot it\n  start_ms: 5840\n  end_ms: 9290\n- text: What's poppin'?\n  start_ms: 9290\n  end_ms: 10820\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 10820\n  end_ms: 12310\n- text: Child of the trenches, nigga\n  start_ms: 12310\n  end_ms: 14330\n- text: 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What's poppin'?\n  Yeah\n  Child of the trenches, nigga\n  G-O-D, niggas can't stand next to me, nigga\n  Not with them shit stains on your jacket, nigga\n  Uh\n  You ain't kill nothin'\n  I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n  Pebble Beach\n  Yeah\n  When Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\n  I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n  Overprotective about E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\n  They can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n  Train ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\n  And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that .22\n  Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n  Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n  Before twin turned informant, he had niggas spooked\n  And after Snailz went to jail, it was just me and Good\n  You ain't from the P that I bang if you don't 'member Jules\n  Fat Dave and Fat James, that's when shit was bool\n  We start acceptin' goofy niggas and they switched the rules\n  Deezie boy, Manny man slash gutta dude\n  Ja'll never be forgotten, you know I love you, fool\n  Went to the wall behind that .45 he brung to school\n  First year in Sac High, I was done with school\n  We was on Daray every day, Tyesh'll vouch for that\n  We was shootin' house parties up, ain't never counter back\n  We was jumpin' out throwin' yeekies, they never found the strap\n  When Freddie tucked the thing in the lo', Hus went down for that\n  And he ain't say who it was, we was proud of that\n  Me and Scheme tootin' Peruvian, real powder pack\n  And I'm in tears about that shit, I want my partner back\n  I just wanna put my scraper up to mama Fatz\n  Her door was always open, that was all we had\n  Grandma Lina lived on fourth, that's what we called the ave'\n  I know some niggas bangin' Fourth, that never walked the ave'\n  I know some niggas bangin' Treys, ain't never played the market\n  They in the club with all the suckers 'cause they ain't a target\n  This nigga baby mama told him, I'm her favorite artist\n  Like he don't know I used to fuck her at my granny house\n  Lil' Bran need a blammy, through him hand me down\n  They say that fire pen'll frrt if you set it down\n  Ayy, I'm a product of the slums 'cause wasn't a man around\n  And you need structure when you young, I understand it now\n  They want me dead so I can never put this cannon down\n  As far as snitchin' it's niggas takin' the stand aloud\n  I ain't think so, violated G-code\n  It's a handful of real niggas we gon' need more\n  It's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n  It's a handful of real niggas but we need- (ah)\n  I ain't think so, violated G-code\n  It's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n  When Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\n  I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n  Overprotective 'bout E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\n  They can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n  Train ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\n  And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that twenty-two\n  Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n  Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n  Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n  Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n  Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n"},{"id":31949505,"name":"G Code","trackName":"G Code","artistName":"Mozzy, CMG The Label","albumName":"Gangsta Art","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Put the beat right up, Leo)\nOG told me real is real, nigga, I ain't never forgot it\nWhat's poppin'?\nYeah\nChild of the trenches, nigga\nG-O-D, niggas can't stand next to me, nigga\nNot with them shit stains on your jacket, nigga\nUh\nYou ain't kill nothin'\nI'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\nPebble Beach\nYeah\n\nWhen Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\nI'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\nOverprotective about E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\nThey can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n\nTrain ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\nAnd Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that 22\nBaby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n\nBefore twin turned informant, he had niggas spooked\nAnd after Snailz went to jail, it was just me and Good\nYou ain't from the P that I bang if you don't 'member Jules\nFat Dave and Fat James, that's when shit was bool\n\nWe start accepting goofy niggas and they switched the rules\nDeezie boy, Manny man slash gutta dude\nJa a never be forgotten, you know I love you, fool\nWent to the wall behind that 45 he brung to school\n\nFirst year in Sac High, I was done with school\nWe was on Daray every day, Tyesh'll vouch for that\nWe was shootin' house parties up, ain't never counter back\nWe was jumpin' out throwin' yeekies, they never found the strap\n\nWhen Freddie tucked the thing in the low, Hus went down for that\nAnd he ain't say who it was, we was proud of that\nMe and Scheem too and Poo Robbie and real Prada pack\nAnd I'm in tears about that shit, I want my partner back\n\nI just wanna put my scraper up to momma fans\nHer door was always open, that was all we had\nGrandma Lina lived on fourth, that's what we called the ave\nI know some niggas bangin' fourth, that never walked the ave\n\nI know some niggas bangin' treys, ain't never played the market\nThey in the club with all the suckers 'cause they ain't a target\nThis nigga baby momma told him, I'm her favorite artist\nLike he don't know I used to fuck her at my granny house\n\nLil' Bran need a branny through him, hand me down\nThey say that fire pen a frrra if you set it down\nAyy, I'm a product of the slums 'cause wasn't a man around\nAnd you need structure when you young, I understand it now\n\nThey want me dead, so I can never put this cannon down\nAs far as snitchin' it's niggas takin' the stand aloud\nI ain't think so, violated G-code\nIt's a handful of real niggas we gon' need more\n\nIt's a handful of real niggas but we need more\nIt's a handful of real niggas but we need- (ah)\nI ain't think so, violated G-code\nIt's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n\nWhen Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\nI'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\nOverprotective 'bout E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\nThey can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n\nTrain ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\nAnd Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that 22\nBaby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\nBaby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\nWas buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.27] (Put the beat right up, Leo)\n[00:06.62] OG told me real is real, nigga, I ain't never forgot it\n[00:09.93] What's poppin'?\n[00:11.44] Yeah\n[00:12.73] Child of the trenches, nigga\n[00:15.29] G-O-D, niggas can't stand next to me, nigga\n[00:17.49] Not with them shit stains on your jacket, nigga\n[00:20.99] Uh\n[00:22.56] You ain't kill nothin'\n[00:23.86] I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n[00:28.63] Pebble Beach\n[00:31.14] Yeah\n[00:31.34] When Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\n[00:34.22] I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n[00:37.37] Overprotective about E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\n[00:39.18] They can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n[00:41.80] Train ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\n[00:44.44] And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that 22\n[00:47.10] Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n[00:49.37] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[00:52.16] Before twin turned informant, he had niggas spooked\n[00:54.67] And after Snailz went to jail, it was just me and Good\n[00:57.27] You ain't from the P that I bang if you don't 'member Jules\n[01:00.03] Fat Dave and Fat James, that's when shit was bool\n[01:02.50] We start accepting goofy niggas and they switched the rules\n[01:05.03] Deezie boy, Manny man slash gutta dude\n[01:07.90] Ja a never be forgotten, you know I love you, fool\n[01:10.33] Went to the wall behind that 45 he brung to school\n[01:13.03] First year in Sac High, I was done with school\n[01:15.34] We was on Daray every day, Tyesh'll vouch for that\n[01:17.94] We was shootin' house parties up, ain't never counter back\n[01:20.51] We was jumpin' out throwin' yeekies, they never found the strap\n[01:23.06] When Freddie tucked the thing in the low, Hus went down for that\n[01:25.98] And he ain't say who it was, we was proud of that\n[01:28.26] Me and Scheem too and Poo Robbie and real Prada pack\n[01:31.19] And I'm in tears about that shit, I want my partner back\n[01:33.87] I just wanna put my scraper up to momma fans\n[01:36.55] Her door was always open, that was all we had\n[01:38.98] Grandma Lina lived on fourth, that's what we called the ave\n[01:41.44] I know some niggas bangin' fourth, that never walked the ave\n[01:44.12] I know some niggas bangin' treys, ain't never played the market\n[01:46.62] They in the club with all the suckers 'cause they ain't a target\n[01:49.28] This nigga baby momma told him, I'm her favorite artist\n[01:51.87] Like he don't know I used to fuck her at my granny house\n[01:54.54] Lil' Bran need a branny through him, hand me down\n[01:57.06] They say that fire pen a frrra if you set it down\n[01:59.55] Ayy, I'm a product of the slums 'cause wasn't a man around\n[02:02.14] And you need structure when you young, I understand it now\n[02:04.80] They want me dead, so I can never put this cannon down\n[02:07.46] As far as snitchin' it's niggas takin' the stand aloud\n[02:10.12] I ain't think so, violated G-code\n[02:12.48] It's a handful of real niggas we gon' need more\n[02:15.03] It's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n[02:17.69] It's a handful of real niggas but we need- (ah)\n[02:20.51] I ain't think so, violated G-code\n[02:22.84] It's a handful of real niggas but we need more\n[02:25.52] When Zoe died you ain't get out here and kill nothin'\n[02:28.41] I'ma pour this anesthesia so I don't feel nothin'\n[02:31.56] Overprotective 'bout E Mozzy, that's my lil' bousin\n[02:33.36] They can't control the hate within 'em but they still love us\n[02:35.95] Train ain't wanna sell me zips 'cause I was still a youth\n[02:38.31] And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that 22\n[02:41.27] Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n[02:43.82] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[02:48.99] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[02:51.63] Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n[02:54.12] Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n[02:56.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: G Code\n  artist: Mozzy, CMG The Label\n  album: Gangsta Art\n  duration_ms: 200000\n  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And Auntie Nita kicked me out behind that 22\n  Baby J and Mac June, now it's me and Truth\n  Was buyin' bubbles 'fore I ever got to see a booth\n\n  Before twin turned informant, he had niggas spooked\n  And after Snailz went to jail, it was just me and Good\n  You ain't from the P that I bang if you don't 'member Jules\n  Fat Dave and Fat James, that's when shit was bool\n\n  We start accepting goofy niggas and they switched the rules\n  Deezie boy, Manny man slash gutta dude\n  Ja a never be forgotten, you know I love you, fool\n  Went to the wall behind that 45 he brung to school\n\n  First year in Sac High, I was done with school\n  We was on Daray every day, Tyesh'll vouch for that\n  We was shootin' house parties up, ain't never counter back\n  We was jumpin' out throwin' yeekies, they never found the strap\n\n  When Freddie tucked the thing in the low, Hus went down for that\n  And he ain't say who it was, we was proud of that\n  Me and Scheem too and Poo Robbie and real Prada 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