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X\nYou know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\nMan\nYou know what I'm saying?\n\nPeep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\nI'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\nCause most niggaz get took by the street fame\nAnd they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\nI see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\nBut they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\nBut I've been in this thang since '92\nGetting my money, doing what the hustlas do\nThrough the wars, having no cars\nGoing to jail, rapping behind bars\nPutting it down wit my beat\nWhen we was broke out on the streets\nTrying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\nI used to sell weed, then I sold crack\nI used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\nFleetwood wit' cherry lights\nI sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\nAnd spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\nI don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\nI'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\nWhat's happening out in LA, LA\nWhen I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\nAnd that's how I play (that's how I play)\nAnd I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\nI hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\nCause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\nBitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\nSnitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\nNigga outta luck\nThat's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\nYou need to slow down before somebody hit you up\nYou need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\nYou need to slow down before it comes to get you\nHit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\nIt designed to make money, it starts in the streets\nA lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\nWay before their time, cause their records ain't moving\nBetter slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\nHave you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\nI ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\nMy brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\nAnd that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\nI'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\nSo all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\nI'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\nOn the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\nJust like you pack tools, nigga I do too\nSo in case you never knew nigga, you know now\nWhat you ought to be trying to do is on the real\nIs slow down\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\nGet your mind on your money\nCause your records ain't selling\nNigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.99] Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\n[00:09.47] Sweet Jones\n[00:15.55] I see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\n[00:17.44] Niggaz moving too mother fucking fast\n[00:21.51] Y'all niggaz need to...\n[00:24.05] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\n[00:26.50] Niggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\n[00:35.69] Niggaz on that Malcolm... X\n[00:39.76] You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n[00:43.78] Man\n[00:45.24] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:46.28] Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n[00:51.72] I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n[00:55.35] Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n[00:57.76] And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n[01:00.81] I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n[01:03.85] But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n[01:06.85] But I've been in this thang since '92\n[01:09.83] Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n[01:12.98] Through the wars, having no cars\n[01:15.44] Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n[01:19.09] Putting it down wit my beat\n[01:20.92] When we was broke out on the streets\n[01:23.04] Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n[01:25.58] I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n[01:28.05] I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n[01:31.53] Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n[01:33.63] I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n[01:36.58] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\n[02:04.25] And spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\n[02:08.25] I don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\n[02:11.17] I'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\n[02:14.32] What's happening out in LA, LA\n[02:16.81] When I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\n[02:19.81] And that's how I play (that's how I play)\n[02:21.44] And I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\n[02:23.56] I hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\n[02:26.02] Cause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\n[02:27.72] Bitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\n[02:31.03] Snitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\n[02:33.51] Nigga outta luck\n[02:35.07] That's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\n[02:37.32] You need to slow down before somebody hit you up\n[02:40.64] You need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\n[02:43.93] You need to slow down before it comes to get you\n[02:47.18] Hit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\n[02:50.45] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\n[03:15.99] It designed to make money, it starts in the streets\n[03:21.04] A lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\n[03:23.89] Way before their time, cause their records ain't moving\n[03:26.87] Better slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\n[03:29.88] Have you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\n[03:32.88] I ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\n[03:36.40] My brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\n[03:39.43] And that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\n[03:42.57] I'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\n[03:45.26] So all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\n[03:48.46] I'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\n[03:50.51] On the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\n[03:54.64] Just like you pack tools, nigga I do too\n[03:57.62] So in case you never knew nigga, you know now\n[04:00.67] What you ought to be trying to do is on the real\n[04:03.41] Is slow down\n[04:04.95] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\n[04:33.19] Get your mind on your money\n[04:38.73] Cause your records ain't selling\n[04:40.60] Nigga\n[04:41.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: SLOW DOWN\n  artist: PIMP C\n  album: THE SWEET JAMES JONES STORIES C&S\n  duration_ms: 387343\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\n  start_ms: 7990\n  end_ms: 9470\n- text: Sweet Jones\n  start_ms: 9470\n  end_ms: 15550\n- text: I see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\n  start_ms: 15550\n  end_ms: 17440\n- text: Niggaz moving too mother fucking fast\n  start_ms: 17440\n  end_ms: 21510\n- text: Y'all niggaz need to...\n  start_ms: 21510\n  end_ms: 24050\n- text: Slow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\n  start_ms: 24050\n  end_ms: 26500\n- text: Niggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\n  start_ms: 26500\n  end_ms: 35690\n- text: Niggaz on that Malcolm... 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X\n  You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n  Man\n  You know what I'm saying?\n\n  Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n  I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n  Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n  And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n  I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n  But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n  But I've been in this thang since '92\n  Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n  Through the wars, having no cars\n  Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n  Putting it down wit my beat\n  When we was broke out on the streets\n  Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n  I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n  I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n  Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n  I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\n  And spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\n  I don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\n  I'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\n  What's happening out in LA, LA\n  When I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\n  And that's how I play (that's how I play)\n  And I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\n  I hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\n  Cause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\n  Bitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\n  Snitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\n  Nigga outta luck\n  That's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\n  You need to slow down before somebody hit you up\n  You need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\n  You need to slow down before it comes to get you\n  Hit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\n  It designed to make money, it starts in the streets\n  A lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\n  Way before their time, cause their records ain't moving\n  Better slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\n  Have you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\n  I ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\n  My brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\n  And that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\n  I'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\n  So all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\n  I'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\n  On the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\n  Just like you pack tools, nigga I do too\n  So in case you never knew nigga, you know now\n  What you ought to be trying to do is on the real\n  Is slow down\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\n  Get your mind on your money\n  Cause your records ain't selling\n  Nigga\n"},{"id":6005837,"name":"Slow Down","trackName":"Slow Down","artistName":"Pimp C","albumName":"The Sweet James Jones Stories","duration":320.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\nSweet Jones\nI see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\nNiggaz moving too mother fucking fast\nY'all niggaz need to...\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\nNiggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\nNiggaz on that Malcolm... X\nYou know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\nMan\nYou know what I'm saying?\n\nPeep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\nI'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\nCause most niggaz get took by the street fame\nAnd they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\nI see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\nBut they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\nBut I've been in this thang since '92\nGetting my money, doing what the hustlas do\nThrough the wars, having no cars\nGoing to jail, rapping behind bars\nPutting it down wit my beat\nWhen we was broke out on the streets\nTrying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\nI used to sell weed, then I sold crack\nI used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\nFleetwood wit' cherry lights\nI sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\nAnd spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\nI don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\nI'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\nWhat's happening out in LA, LA\nWhen I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\nAnd that's how I play (that's how I play)\nAnd I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\nI hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\nCause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\nBitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\nSnitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\nNigga outta luck\nThat's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\nYou need to slow down before somebody hit you up\nYou need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\nYou need to slow down before it comes to get you\nHit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\nIt designed to make money, it starts in the streets\nA lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\nWay before their time, cause their records ain't moving\nBetter slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\nHave you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\nI ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\nMy brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\nAnd that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\nI'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\nSo all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\nI'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\nOn the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\nJust like you pack tools, nigga I do too\nSo in case you never knew nigga, you know now\nWhat you ought to be trying to do is on the real\nIs slow down\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\nGet your mind on your money\nCause your records ain't selling\nNigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.99] Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\n[00:09.47] Sweet Jones\n[00:15.55] I see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\n[00:17.44] Niggaz moving too mother fucking fast\n[00:21.51] Y'all niggaz need to...\n[00:24.05] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\n[00:26.50] Niggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\n[00:35.69] Niggaz on that Malcolm... X\n[00:39.76] You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n[00:43.78] Man\n[00:45.24] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:46.28] Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n[00:51.72] I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n[00:55.35] Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n[00:57.76] And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n[01:00.81] I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n[01:03.85] But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n[01:06.85] But I've been in this thang since '92\n[01:09.83] Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n[01:12.98] Through the wars, having no cars\n[01:15.44] Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n[01:19.09] Putting it down wit my beat\n[01:20.92] When we was broke out on the streets\n[01:23.04] Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n[01:25.58] I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n[01:28.05] I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n[01:31.53] Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n[01:33.63] I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n[01:36.58] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\n[02:04.25] And spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\n[02:08.25] I don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\n[02:11.17] I'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\n[02:14.32] What's happening out in LA, LA\n[02:16.81] When I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\n[02:19.81] And that's how I play (that's how I play)\n[02:21.44] And I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\n[02:23.56] I hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\n[02:26.02] Cause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\n[02:27.72] Bitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\n[02:31.03] Snitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\n[02:33.51] Nigga outta luck\n[02:35.07] That's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\n[02:37.32] You need to slow down before somebody hit you up\n[02:40.64] You need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\n[02:43.93] You need to slow down before it comes to get you\n[02:47.18] Hit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\n[02:50.45] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\n[03:15.99] It designed to make money, it starts in the streets\n[03:21.04] A lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\n[03:23.89] Way before their time, cause their records ain't moving\n[03:26.87] Better slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\n[03:29.88] Have you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\n[03:32.88] I ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\n[03:36.40] My brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\n[03:39.43] And that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\n[03:42.57] I'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\n[03:45.26] So all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\n[03:48.46] I'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\n[03:50.51] On the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\n[03:54.64] Just like you pack tools, nigga I do too\n[03:57.62] So in case you never knew nigga, you know now\n[04:00.67] What you ought to be trying to do is on the real\n[04:03.41] Is slow down\n[04:04.95] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) 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X\n  You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n  Man\n  You know what I'm saying?\n\n  Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n  I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n  Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n  And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n  I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n  But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n  But I've been in this thang since '92\n  Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n  Through the wars, having no cars\n  Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n  Putting it down wit my beat\n  When we was broke out on the streets\n  Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n  I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n  I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n  Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n  I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\n  And spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\n  I don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\n  I'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\n  What's happening out in LA, LA\n  When I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\n  And that's how I play (that's how I play)\n  And I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\n  I hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\n  Cause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\n  Bitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\n  Snitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\n  Nigga outta luck\n  That's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\n  You need to slow down before somebody hit you up\n  You need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\n  You need to slow down before it comes to get you\n  Hit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) 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Hol' up, slow down, uh\n  Get your mind on your money\n  Cause your records ain't selling\n  Nigga\n"},{"id":29829732,"name":"Slow Down","trackName":"Slow Down","artistName":"Pimp C","albumName":"Sweet James Jones Story","duration":320.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\nSweet Jones\nI see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\nNiggaz moving too mother fucking fast\nY'all niggaz need to...\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\nNiggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\nNiggaz on that Malcolm... 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X\n[00:39.76] You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n[00:43.78] Man\n[00:45.24] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:46.28] Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n[00:51.72] I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n[00:55.35] Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n[00:57.76] And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n[01:00.81] I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n[01:03.85] But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n[01:06.85] But I've been in this thang since '92\n[01:09.83] Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n[01:12.98] Through the wars, having no cars\n[01:15.44] Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n[01:19.09] Putting it down wit my beat\n[01:20.92] When we was broke out on the streets\n[01:23.04] Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n[01:25.58] I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n[01:28.05] I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n[01:31.53] Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n[01:33.63] I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n[01:36.58] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) 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X\n  You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n  Man\n  You know what I'm saying?\n\n  Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n  I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n  Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n  And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n  I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n  But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n  But I've been in this thang since '92\n  Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n  Through the wars, having no cars\n  Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n  Putting it down wit my beat\n  When we was broke out on the streets\n  Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n  I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n  I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n  Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n  I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\n  And spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\n  I don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\n  I'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\n  What's happening out in LA, LA\n  When I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\n  And that's how I play (that's how I play)\n  And I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\n  I hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\n  Cause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\n  Bitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\n  Snitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\n  Nigga outta luck\n  That's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\n  You need to slow down before somebody hit you up\n  You need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\n  You need to slow down before it comes to get you\n  Hit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\n  It designed to make money, it starts in the streets\n  A lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\n  Way before their time, cause their records ain't moving\n  Better slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\n  Have you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\n  I ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\n  My brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\n  And that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\n  I'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\n  So all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\n  I'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\n  On the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\n  Just like you pack tools, nigga I do too\n  So in case you never knew nigga, you know now\n  What you ought to be trying to do is on the real\n  Is slow down\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\n  Get your mind on your money\n  Cause your records ain't selling\n  Nigga\n"},{"id":18020723,"name":"Slow Down","trackName":"Slow Down","artistName":"Pimp C","albumName":"Sweet James Jones Stories","duration":319.369667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\nSweet Jones\nI see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\nNiggaz moving too mother fucking fast\nY'all niggaz need to...\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\nNiggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\nNiggaz on that Malcolm... 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Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\nAnd spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\nI don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\nI'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\nWhat's happening out in LA, LA\nWhen I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\nAnd that's how I play (that's how I play)\nAnd I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\nI hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\nCause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\nBitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\nSnitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\nNigga outta luck\nThat's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\nYou need to slow down before somebody hit you up\nYou need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\nYou need to slow down before it comes to get you\nHit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\nIt designed to make money, it starts in the streets\nA lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\nWay before their time, cause their records ain't moving\nBetter slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\nHave you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\nI ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\nMy brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\nAnd that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\nI'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\nSo all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\nI'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\nOn the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\nJust like you pack tools, nigga I do too\nSo in case you never knew nigga, you know now\nWhat you ought to be trying to do is on the real\nIs slow down\nSlow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\nGet your mind on your money\nCause your records ain't selling\nNigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.99] Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\n[00:09.47] Sweet Jones\n[00:15.55] I see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\n[00:17.44] Niggaz moving too mother fucking fast\n[00:21.51] Y'all niggaz need to...\n[00:24.05] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\n[00:26.50] Niggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\n[00:35.69] Niggaz on that Malcolm... X\n[00:39.76] You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n[00:43.78] man\n[00:45.24] You know what I'm saying?\n[00:46.28] Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n[00:51.72] I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n[00:55.35] Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n[00:57.76] And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n[01:00.81] I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n[01:03.85] But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n[01:06.85] But I've been in this thang since '92\n[01:09.83] Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n[01:12.98] Through the wars, having no cars\n[01:15.44] Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n[01:19.09] Putting it down wit my beat\n[01:20.92] When we was broke out on the streets\n[01:23.04] Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n[01:25.58] I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n[01:28.05] I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n[01:31.53] Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n[01:33.63] I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n[01:36.58] Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) 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Hol' up, slow down, uh\n[04:33.19] Get your mind on your money\n[04:38.73] Cause your records ain't selling\n[04:40.60] Nigga\n[04:41.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slow Down\n  artist: Pimp C\n  album: Sweet James Jones Stories\n  duration_ms: 319370\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\n  start_ms: 7990\n  end_ms: 9470\n- text: Sweet Jones\n  start_ms: 9470\n  end_ms: 15550\n- text: I see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\n  start_ms: 15550\n  end_ms: 17440\n- text: Niggaz moving too mother fucking fast\n  start_ms: 17440\n  end_ms: 21510\n- text: Y'all niggaz need to...\n  start_ms: 21510\n  end_ms: 24050\n- text: Slow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\n  start_ms: 24050\n  end_ms: 26500\n- text: Niggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\n  start_ms: 26500\n  end_ms: 35690\n- text: Niggaz on that Malcolm... 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You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\n  start_ms: 170450\n  end_ms: 195990\n- text: It designed to make money, it starts in the streets\n  start_ms: 195990\n  end_ms: 201040\n- text: A lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\n  start_ms: 201040\n  end_ms: 203890\n- text: Way before their time, cause their records ain't moving\n  start_ms: 203890\n  end_ms: 206870\n- text: Better slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\n  start_ms: 206870\n  end_ms: 209880\n- text: Have you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\n  start_ms: 209880\n  end_ms: 212880\n- text: I ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\n  start_ms: 212880\n  end_ms: 216400\n- text: My brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\n  start_ms: 216400\n  end_ms: 219430\n- text: And that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\n  start_ms: 219430\n  end_ms: 222570\n- text: I'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\n  start_ms: 222570\n  end_ms: 225260\n- text: So all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\n  start_ms: 225260\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: I'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 230510\n- text: On the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\n  start_ms: 230510\n  end_ms: 234640\n- text: Just like you pack tools, nigga I do too\n  start_ms: 234640\n  end_ms: 237620\n- text: So in case you never knew nigga, you know now\n  start_ms: 237620\n  end_ms: 240670\n- text: What you ought to be trying to do is on the real\n  start_ms: 240670\n  end_ms: 243410\n- text: Is slow down\n  start_ms: 243410\n  end_ms: 244950\n- text: Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\n  start_ms: 244950\n  end_ms: 273190\n- text: Get your mind on your money\n  start_ms: 273190\n  end_ms: 278730\n- text: Cause your records ain't selling\n  start_ms: 278730\n  end_ms: 280600\n- text: Nigga\n  start_ms: 280600\n  end_ms: 281750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281750\nplain: |-\n  Quart a Mo' (whas happenin?)\n  Sweet Jones\n  I see a lot of niggaz in this rap game man\n  Niggaz moving too mother fucking fast\n  Y'all niggaz need to...\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout, hol' up)\n  Niggaz poppin pills, sippin bar, smoking fry and God knows whatever else\n  Niggaz on that Malcolm... X\n  You know like that nigga Breeze said, man the hood gonna catch up with you\n  man\n  You know what I'm saying?\n\n  Peep up in the city with the hoes showing ass and titties\n  I'm a ghetto star, and the game's a pity\n  Cause most niggaz get took by the street fame\n  And they can't hold on to their spot in this dirty game\n  I see a lot of niggaz sign record deals\n  But they fall off, cause they niggaz wasn't real\n  But I've been in this thang since '92\n  Getting my money, doing what the hustlas do\n  Through the wars, having no cars\n  Going to jail, rapping behind bars\n  Putting it down wit my beat\n  When we was broke out on the streets\n  Trying to come up on a motha fucking Swisher Sweet\n  I used to sell weed, then I sold crack\n  I used to ride in a old-school gold 'Lac\n  Fleetwood wit' cherry lights\n  I sold that bitch to that boy Moe, that's why we come down at night\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Bitch now I drive a big Benz (big Benz)\n  And spend big money with my motha fucking hustling friends\n  I don't buy the O, I buy the quarter-pound\n  I'm talking Indo nigga, I lay these bitches down\n  What's happening out in LA, LA\n  When I'm out there with the Boo-Yaa Tribe\n  And that's how I play (that's how I play)\n  And I'm hollerin at Yuk and C-Bo too\n  I hear whatcha saying and I'm a do what y'all wanna do\n  Cause fuck niggaz need to get hit up\n  Bitch niggaz don't deserve no truck\n  Snitch niggaz don't deserve to fuck\n  Nigga outta luck\n  That's why your records ain't selling and ya stuck\n  You need to slow down before somebody hit you up\n  You need to slow down before somebody fuck you up\n  You need to slow down before it comes to get you\n  Hit you in your wig and ain't nothing to split you\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) You see this rap game is more than just rhymes and beats\n  It designed to make money, it starts in the streets\n  A lotta niggaz don't follow the rules and end up losing\n  Way before their time, cause their records ain't moving\n  Better slow down and rethink your strategy nigga\n  Have you still paying dues, you can't be mad at me nigga\n  I ain't looking for no handouts or looking for no friends (un-uh)\n  My brother always told me nigga, go and get your ends\n  And that's what I'm a do, it's the honest-to-God truth\n  I'm a stay up on these beats and I'm a stay off in the booth\n  So all you niggaz hating, waiting for me to fold\n  I'm bout to shift to another gear and pass you hoes\n  On the cool, I ain't nobody's goddamn fool\n  Just like you pack tools, nigga I do too\n  So in case you never knew nigga, you know now\n  What you ought to be trying to do is on the real\n  Is slow down\n  Slow down (know what I'm talking bout?) Hol' up, slow down, uh\n  Get your mind on your money\n  Cause your records ain't selling\n  Nigga\n"}]