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No leaks in gun smoke\nHere to get those, snakes get it the most\nG's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\nTech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n{Ladies and gentlemen}\n\nIt's going on right now\nOfficial nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\nDead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\nCrime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\nYou got in the way, sorry to say\nYou shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\nAll the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\nBe rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nYo, yo\nI'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\nHockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\nTwo guns, one in your face, one in my waist\nEmpty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\nFucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\nI cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\nTwenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\nGoodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\nThe shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\nIn a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\nThe only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\nSon some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\nHit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\nHe didn't listen told him give me the shine\nThe sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\nThe killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nFuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\nWhen convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\nLife in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker\nWhole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\nFrom coast to coast I keep the toast\nMy weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\nHalf dead close to ghost, yo you heartless\nYour heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\n\nI seen death, almost died twice tonight\nSell my own mother out if the price is right\nI hate life, gimme the lock\nAbout to join biggie and 'pac and you comin' like it or not\nG E T off me! let me go, don't hold me back\nWhere my real thugs at? Baby throw ya gut\nSticky fingaz, from out your darkest fears\nI make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKillin' it\nKillin' it\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKillin' it\n\n{Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\nWord up yo, official nast'\nGettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\nWe let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\nNine eight, word up get your shit straight\nYou think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\nWhat? Bring yo' shit to the club\nBring yo' heat to the street\nOfficial nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n\n{Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] {Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:01.86] Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n[00:03.67] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[00:06.39] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[00:08.18] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[00:10.82] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[00:12.62] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[00:15.38] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[00:17.18] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[00:19.80] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[00:21.60] Real thug shit unplugged\n[00:24.46] Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n[00:26.23] Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n[00:28.96] And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n[00:31.62] To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n[00:33.55] Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n[00:36.25] G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n[00:38.08] Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n[00:40.77] {Ladies and gentlemen}\n[00:41.66] It's going on right now\n[00:42.57] Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n[00:45.36] Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n[00:47.12] Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n[00:49.81] You got in the way, sorry to say\n[00:51.65] You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n[00:54.34] All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n[00:57.08] Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n[00:58.85] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[01:00.69] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[01:03.42] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[01:05.29] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[01:07.93] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[01:09.78] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[01:12.46] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[01:15.23] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[01:17.07] Yo, yo\n[01:17.97] I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n[01:19.75] Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n[01:21.56] Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n[01:24.26] Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n[01:26.95] Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n[01:28.76] I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n[01:30.52] Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n[01:33.29] Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n[01:35.13] The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n[01:37.85] In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n[01:39.64] The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n[01:42.38] Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n[01:44.13] Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n[01:46.92] He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n[01:49.64] The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n[01:51.40] The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n[01:54.18] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[01:56.07] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[01:58.72] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[02:00.53] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[02:03.22] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[02:05.01] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[02:07.79] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[02:09.51] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[02:12.23] Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\n[02:14.07] When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\n[02:17.75] Life in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker\n[02:19.52] Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\n[02:21.32] From coast to coast I keep the toast\n[02:23.19] My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\n[02:25.99] Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless\n[02:27.71] Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\n[02:30.44] I seen death, almost died twice tonight\n[02:33.16] Sell my own mother out if the price is right\n[02:34.96] I hate life, gimme the lock\n[02:36.79] About to join biggie and 'pac and you comin' like it or not\n[02:39.42] G E T off me! let me go, don't hold me back\n[02:42.19] Where my real thugs at? Baby throw ya gut\n[02:44.08] Sticky fingaz, from out your darkest fears\n[02:46.76] I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\n[02:48.53] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[02:51.23] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[02:53.04] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[02:55.87] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[02:57.65] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[03:00.39] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[03:03.08] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[03:04.83] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[03:06.66] Killin' it\n[03:08.40] Killin' it\n[03:13.87] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[03:18.48] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[03:21.11] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[03:22.97] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[03:25.60] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[03:28.45] My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n[03:30.24] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[03:32.95] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[03:35.67] Killin' it\n[03:40.27] {Ladies and gentlemen\n[03:43.84] Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n[03:44.77] Word up yo, official nast'\n[03:46.57] Gettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\n[03:50.18] We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\n[03:51.93] Nine eight, word up get your shit straight\n[03:54.63] You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\n[03:56.48] What? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen}\n\n It's going on right now\n Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Bring yo' shit to the club\n start_ms: 236640\n end_ms: 238420\n- text: Bring yo' heat to the street\n start_ms: 238420\n end_ms: 240370\n- text: Official nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n start_ms: 240370\n end_ms: 243910\n- text: '{Ladies and gentlemen'\n start_ms: 243910\n end_ms: 244830\n- text: Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n start_ms: 244830\n end_ms: 248320\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 248320\nplain: |-\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen}\n\n It's going on right now\n Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\n When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\n Life in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker\n Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\n From coast to coast I keep the toast\n My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\n Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless\n Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\n\n I seen death, almost died twice tonight\n Sell my own mother out if the price is right\n I hate life, gimme the lock\n About to join biggie and 'pac and you comin' like it or not\n G E T off me! let me go, don't hold me back\n Where my real thugs at? Baby throw ya gut\n Sticky fingaz, from out your darkest fears\n I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n Killin' it\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\n Word up yo, official nast'\n Gettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\n We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\n Nine eight, word up get your shit straight\n You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\n What? Bring yo' shit to the club\n Bring yo' heat to the street\n Official nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n"},{"id":2569130,"name":"React","trackName":"React","artistName":"Onyx","albumName":"Shut 'Em Down","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98\nYo, kill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nReal thug shit, unplugged\nLadies lust angel dust, aim and bust\nBitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\nAnd got me shootin' at a ghost 'cause it looks alive\nToo close, antidote, lace the gunsmoke\nHere to get those, snakes get it the most\nG's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\nTEC blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\nLadies and gentlemen\nIt's going on right now\nOfficial Nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\nDead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\nCrime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\nYou got in the way, sorry to say\nYou shoulda known, shinin' on Sonsee's not in the day\nAll the niggas in my zone, my close affiliates\nBe rippin' and illin' and drillin' and spendin' and killin' shit\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nYo, yo\nI'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\nHockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\nTwo guns, one in your face, one in my waist\nEmpty the safe, hit 'em with the Glock, he caught a state of shock\nFucked his girl and made him watch, make a death wish\nI cut his throat, now wear that like a necklace, respect this\nTwenty-two shots of bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\nGoodbye to arms, goodbye to your moms\nThe shit'll happen so fast, the gat blast, left his brains on the glass\nIn a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\nThe only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\nSon, them crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\nHit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\nHe didn't listen, told him give me the shine\nThe sick shit is when the police came around to get me\nThe killers who was with me was snitchin' sayin' it was 50\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nFuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\nWhen convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\nLife in the drain, niggas money's got my gold chain thicker\nWhole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\nFrom coast to coast I keep the toast\nMy weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\nHalf dead close to ghost, yo, you heartless\nYour heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\nI seen death, almost died twice tonight\nSell my own mother out if the price is right\nI hate life, gimme the Glock\nAbout to join Biggie and 'Pac, and you comin', like it or not\nGet off me, let me go, don't hold me back\nWhere my real thugs at? Baby, throw your gat\nSticky Fingaz, from out your darkest fears\nI make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKillin' it\nKillin' it\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby, show some love\nMy real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\nFake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKillin' in a\nLadies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98\nWord up yo, Official Nast'\nGettin' cream, Onyx, we movin' through many crews\nWe let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\nNine-eight, word up, get your shit straight\nYou think your shit hot? Step your shit up\nWhat? Bring your shit to the club\nBring your heat to the street\nOfficial Nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\nLadies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: React\n artist: Onyx\n album: Shut 'Em Down\n duration_ms: 250000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98\n Yo, kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Real thug shit, unplugged\n Ladies lust angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost 'cause it looks alive\n Too close, antidote, lace the gunsmoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n TEC blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n Ladies and gentlemen\n It's going on right now\n Official Nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on Sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggas in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' and illin' and drillin' and spendin' and killin' shit\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit 'em with the Glock, he caught a state of shock\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, make a death wish\n I cut his throat, now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty-two shots of bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms, goodbye to your moms\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gat blast, left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son, them crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen, told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police came around to get me\n The killers who was with me was snitchin' sayin' it was 50\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\n When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\n Life in the drain, niggas money's got my gold chain thicker\n Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\n From coast to coast I keep the toast\n My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\n Half dead close to ghost, yo, you heartless\n Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\n I seen death, almost died twice tonight\n Sell my own mother out if the price is right\n I hate life, gimme the Glock\n About to join Biggie and 'Pac, and you comin', like it or not\n Get off me, let me go, don't hold me back\n Where my real thugs at? Baby, throw your gat\n Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest fears\n I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n Killin' it\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs where you at? Baby, throw your gats\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' in a\n Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98\n Word up yo, Official Nast'\n Gettin' cream, Onyx, we movin' through many crews\n We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\n Nine-eight, word up, get your shit straight\n You think your shit hot? Step your shit up\n What? Bring your shit to the club\n Bring your heat to the street\n Official Nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98\n"},{"id":32912822,"name":"React","trackName":"React","artistName":"Onyx","albumName":"DA - Rap Vol.03","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nReal thug shit unplugged\nLadies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\nBitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\nAnd got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\nTo cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\nHere to get those, snakes get it the most\nG's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\nTech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n{Ladies and gentlemen}\n\nIt's going on right now\nOfficial nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\nDead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\nCrime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\nYou got in the way, sorry to say\nYou shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\nAll the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\nBe rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nYo, yo\nI'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\nHockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\nTwo guns, one in your face, one in my waist\nEmpty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\nFucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\nI cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\nTwenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\nGoodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\nThe shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\nIn a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\nThe only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\nSon some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\nHit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\nHe didn't listen told him give me the shine\nThe sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\nThe killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nFuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\nWhen convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\nLife in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker\nWhole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\nFrom coast to coast I keep the toast\nMy weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\nHalf dead close to ghost, yo you heartless\nYour heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\n\nI seen death, almost died twice tonight\nSell my own mother out if the price is right\nI hate life, gimme the lock\nAbout to join biggie and 'pac and you comin' like it or not\nG E T off me! let me go, don't hold me back\nWhere my real thugs at? Baby throw ya gut\nSticky fingaz, from out your darkest fears\nI make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKillin' it\nKillin' it\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\nKillin' it\n\n{Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\nWord up yo, official nast'\nGettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\nWe let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\nNine eight, word up get your shit straight\nYou think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\nWhat? Bring yo' shit to the club\nBring yo' heat to the street\nOfficial nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n\n{Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] {Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:01.89] Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n[00:04.59] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[00:06.39] My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nYo, yo\nI'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\nHockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\nTwo guns, one in your face, one in my waist\nEmpty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\nFucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\nI cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\nTwenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\nGoodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\nThe shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\nIn a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\nThe only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\nSon some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\nHit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\nHe didn't listen told him give me the shine\nThe sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\nThe killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen}\n\n It's going on right now\n Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\n Word up yo, official nast'\n Gettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\n We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\n Nine eight, word up get your shit straight\n You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\n What? Bring yo' shit to the club\n Bring yo' heat to the street\n Official nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n"},{"id":35707350,"name":"React","trackName":"React","artistName":"Onyx","albumName":"Shut 'Em Down","duration":30.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{Ladies and gentlemen\nWelcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen}\n\n It's going on right now\n Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\n Word up yo, official nast'\n Gettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\n We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\n Nine eight, word up get your shit straight\n You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\n What? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw your guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react (what? What? React!)\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost 'cause it looks alive\n Too close, antidote, leaks of gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to death notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n (Ladies and gentlemen)\n\n It's going on right now\n Official Nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snapshots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on Sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggas in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit (yeah)\n\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw your guts (throw your guts)\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react (react)\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love (what?)\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw your guts (yeah, yeah)\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what you got\n Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react (what?)\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit 'em with the Glock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n 22shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was 50 (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)\n\n Kill it in the club, baby, show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n[01:12.46] To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n[01:15.23] Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n[01:17.07] Yo, yo\n[01:17.97] I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n[01:19.75] Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n[01:21.56] Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n[01:24.26] Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n[01:26.95] Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n[01:28.76] I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n[01:30.52] Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n[01:33.29] Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n[01:35.13] The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n[01:37.85] In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n[01:39.64] The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n[01:42.38] Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n[01:44.13] Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n[01:46.92] He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n[01:49.64] The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n[01:51.40] The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n[01:54.18] Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n[01:56.07] My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\nTo all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\nBig cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\nYo, yo\nI'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\nHockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\nTwo guns, one in your face, one in my waist\nEmpty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\nFucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\nI cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\nTwenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\nGoodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\nThe shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\nIn a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\nThe only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\nSon some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\nHit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\nHe didn't listen told him give me the shine\nThe sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\nThe killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\nKill it in the club, baby show some love\nMy real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen}\n\n It's going on right now\n Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? 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Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Real thug shit unplugged\n Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust\n Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes\n And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive\n To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke\n Here to get those, snakes get it the most\n G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes\n Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen}\n\n It's going on right now\n Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down\n Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen\n Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'\n You got in the way, sorry to say\n You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day\n All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates\n Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Yo, yo\n I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit\n Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit\n Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist\n Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot\n Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish\n I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this\n Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs\n Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms\n\n The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass\n In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash\n The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time\n Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind\n Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him\n He didn't listen told him give me the shine\n The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me\n The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n\n Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex\n When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice\n Life in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker\n Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga\n From coast to coast I keep the toast\n My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze\n Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless\n Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist\n\n I seen death, almost died twice tonight\n Sell my own mother out if the price is right\n I hate life, gimme the lock\n About to join biggie and 'pac and you comin' like it or not\n G E T off me! let me go, don't hold me back\n Where my real thugs at? Baby throw ya gut\n Sticky fingaz, from out your darkest fears\n I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n Killin' it\n\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Kill it in the club, baby show some love\n My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts\n To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got\n Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react\n Killin' it\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n\n Word up yo, official nast'\n Gettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews\n We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down\n Nine eight, word up get your shit straight\n You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up\n What? Bring yo' shit to the club\n Bring yo' heat to the street\n Official nast', shuttin' shit down, what?\n\n {Ladies and gentlemen\n Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}\n"}]