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I cannot hear you\nGod keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\nI got that antidote I will not cure you\nBalenciaga bubble jacket is cold\nHe a lab rat he sniffed up his nose\nCole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\nYou get ten feet next to me you gon' get froze\nI flew to Egypt and flew back with gold (John Wick)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (pull up a pow)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI dont post guns on Instagram (no)\nStupid nigga that's how you get jammed (dummy)\nI'm not tryn' go back to the slam (slamer)\nCocking back and shoot to my fam (baow)\nAll this water you should build a dam (Water)\nTexting peons like i'm uncle Sam (peons)\nPull up in leather shit hit (shit hit)\nPerfect and I would not miss\nI do not go for the dissin' (start)\nStart a caravan and handle my business (start the caravan)\nBig bag on belt like it's Christmas (Santa Claus)\nTalking shit, add your name to the hit list (scratch 'em off)\nEverybody wanna fuck with a gang cause they need the protection (gang)\nOnly rich niggas stand in my section\nFifth generation Glock my weapon (baow)\nIf the bullet miss you that's your blessing\nI though youngs gripping Smith and Wesson\nThis a million dollar lick (lick)\nYou better take every brick (take a bag)\nA thousand bag leave a stench (stench)\nRottweilers in my fence (grr)\nSend a pack to Prison yards (over there)\nI know some inmates fucking guards (smash)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (pull up a pow)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (let that shit lose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.17] 808 Mafia\n[00:03.72] Zone six nigga, Pyrex whipper (Pyrex)\n[00:07.99] \n[00:16.07] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:19.00] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:22.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:24.53] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:26.26] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:27.96] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[00:29.81] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:33.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:37.23] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:39.12] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:40.97] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:42.92] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah)\n[00:44.63] AKs, SKs, three fifty-sevens, I know you don't wanna play (Yeah)\n[00:48.54] Good dope in my trap\n[00:50.03] We hit it one time and gon' lock up your rib cage (bitch)\n[00:51.99] Beat a nigga, Quinton Rampage (Beat 'em up)\n[00:54.09] Black gloves when I grip the K (Black gloves)\n[00:55.79] Yeah, yeah, yeah, you hear them gunshots?\n[00:58.66] They go off like every day (Pow)\n[00:59.66] Give your bitch sexual healin' like Marvin Gaye (Sexual)\n[01:01.13] Drop your six inside a tropical, minute made\n[01:02.94] Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B\n[01:04.54] (Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B)\n[01:06.42] These niggas my little mini-mes\n[01:08.38] Take your bitch out to eat we go to Busy Bee (Come here)\n[01:10.18] That chopper headshot, we don't aim at knees\n[01:12.00] Shit bad, he got a stomach disease\n[01:13.94] What you say? I cannot hear you\n[01:15.21] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.28] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.06] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.77] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.53] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.40] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.73] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.70] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.42] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.13] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.04] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.84] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.81] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.46] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.18] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.96] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:54.89] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:56.77] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.55] I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n[02:00.28] Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n[02:02.34] I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n[02:04.02] Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n[02:05.92] All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n[02:07.78] Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n[02:09.77] Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n[02:11.44] Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n[02:13.17] I do not go for the dissin'\n[02:14.96] Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n[02:16.84] Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n[02:18.61] Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n[02:20.47] Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n[02:24.21] Only rich niggas stand in my section (Rich)\n[02:25.98] Fifth-generation Glock my weapon (Blaow)\n[02:27.93] If the bullet miss you, that's your blessin' (That's your blessin')\n[02:30.19] I though youngins grippin' Smith & Wessons (Smith & Wessons)\n[02:31.92] This a million-dollar lick (Lick)\n[02:33.34] You better take every brick (Take every brick)\n[02:35.12] That thousand bag leave a stench (Stench)\n[02:37.11] Rottweilers in my fence (Grr)\n[02:38.96] Send a pack to prison yards (Over there)\n[02:40.86] I know some inmates fucking guards (Smash)\n[02:42.85] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:46.41] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:50.17] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:51.92] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:53.79] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:55.73] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[02:57.72] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:01.47] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:04.99] Pull 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I cannot hear you\nGod keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\nI got that antidote I will not cure you\nBalenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\nBut he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\nCole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\nYou get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\nI flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nI don't post guns on Instagram (No)\nStupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\nI'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\nCockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\nAll this water, you should build a dam (Water)\nTaxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\nPull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\nPerfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\nI do not go for the dissin'\nStart a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\nBig bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\nTalkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\nEverybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\nOnly rich niggas stand in my section (Rich)\nFifth-generation Glock my weapon (Blaow)\nIf the bullet miss you, that's your blessin' (That's your blessin')\nI though youngins grippin' Smith & Wessons (Smith & Wessons)\nThis a million-dollar lick (Lick)\nYou better take every brick (Take every brick)\nThat thousand bag leave a stench (Stench)\nRottweilers in my fence (Grr)\nSend a pack to prison yards (Over there)\nI know some inmates fucking guards (Smash)\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\nPull up with sticks and we hit","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.13] 808 Mafia\n[00:03.71] Zone six nigga, Pyrex whipper (Pyrex)\n[00:07.99] \n[00:16.10] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:19.02] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:22.44] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:24.58] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:26.16] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:27.93] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[00:29.82] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:33.48] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:37.30] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:39.11] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:40.94] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[00:42.97] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah)\n[00:44.66] AKs, SKs, three fifty-sevens, I know you don't wanna play (Yeah)\n[00:48.60] Good dope in my trap\n[00:50.02] We hit it one time and gon' lock up your rib cage (bitch)\n[00:51.98] Beat a nigga, Quinton Rampage (Beat 'em up)\n[00:54.08] Black gloves when I grip the K (Black gloves)\n[00:55.76] Yeah, yeah, yeah, you hear them gunshots?\n[00:58.63] They go off like every day (Pow)\n[00:59.63] Give your bitch sexual healin' like Marvin Gaye (Sexual)\n[01:01.15] Drop your six inside a tropical, minute made\n[01:02.97] Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B\n[01:04.55] (Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B)\n[01:06.49] These niggas my little mini-mes\n[01:08.38] Take your bitch out to eat we go to Busy Bee (Come here)\n[01:10.14] That chopper headshot, we don't aim at knees\n[01:12.06] Shit bad, he got a stomach disease\n[01:13.90] What you say? I cannot hear you\n[01:15.28] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.29] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.01] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.71] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.55] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.44] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.78] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.98] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:54.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:56.72] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.57] I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n[02:00.22] Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n[02:02.36] I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n[02:04.00] Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n[02:05.97] All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n[02:07.73] Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n[02:09.67] Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n[02:11.47] Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n[02:13.11] I do not go for the dissin'\n[02:14.99] Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n[02:16.84] Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n[02:18.63] Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n[02:20.47] Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n[02:24.22] Only rich niggas stand in my section 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.28] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.29] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.01] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.71] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.55] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.44] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.78] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.98] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:54.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:56.72] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.57] I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n[02:00.22] Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n[02:02.36] I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n[02:04.00] Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n[02:05.97] All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n[02:07.73] Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n[02:09.67] Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n[02:11.47] Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n[02:13.11] I do not go for the dissin'\n[02:14.99] Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n[02:16.84] Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n[02:18.63] Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n[02:20.47] Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n[02:24.22] Only rich niggas stand in my section (Rich)\n[02:25.93] Fifth-generation Glock my weapon (Blaow)\n[02:27.94] If the bullet miss you, that's your blessin' (That's your blessin')\n[02:30.14] I though youngins grippin' Smith & Wessons (Smith & Wessons)\n[02:31.99] This a million-dollar lick (Lick)\n[02:33.39] You better take every brick (Take every brick)\n[02:35.19] That thousand bag leave a stench (Stench)\n[02:37.16] Rottweilers in my fence (Grr)\n[02:38.97] Send a pack to prison yards (Over there)\n[02:40.84] I know some inmates fucking guards (Smash)\n[02:42.84] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:46.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:50.12] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:51.98] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:53.79] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:55.71] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[02:57.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:01.31] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:04.97] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[03:06.66] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[03:08.57] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[03:10.58] Pull up with sticks and we hit\n[03:12.44] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit (feat. 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.23] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.23] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.08] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.75] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.56] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.45] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.74] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.70] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.11] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.83] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.42] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.15] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.92] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:54.82] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:56.76] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.56] I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n[02:00.25] Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n[02:02.31] I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n[02:04.07] Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n[02:05.92] All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n[02:07.79] Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n[02:09.64] Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n[02:11.43] Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n[02:13.17] I do not go for the dissin'\n[02:14.99] Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n[02:16.81] Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n[02:18.62] Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n[02:20.42] Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n[02:24.22] Only rich niggas stand in my section 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off like every day (Pow)\n Give your bitch sexual healin' like Marvin Gaye (Sexual)\n Drop your six inside a tropical, minute made\n Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B\n (Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B)\n These niggas my little mini-mes\n Take your bitch out to eat we go to Busy Bee (Come here)\n That chopper headshot, we don't aim at knees\n Shit bad, he got a stomach disease\n What you say? 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.28] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.29] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.01] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.71] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.55] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.44] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.78] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.98] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:54.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:56.72] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.57] I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n[02:00.22] Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n[02:02.36] I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n[02:04.00] Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n[02:05.97] All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n[02:07.73] Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n[02:09.67] Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n[02:11.47] Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n[02:13.11] I do not go for the dissin'\n[02:14.99] Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n[02:16.84] Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n[02:18.63] Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n[02:20.47] Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n[02:24.22] Only rich niggas stand in my section 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.23] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.23] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.08] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.75] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.56] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.45] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.74] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.70] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.11] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.83] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.42] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.15] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.92] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:54.82] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:56.76] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.56] I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n[02:00.25] Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n[02:02.31] I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n[02:04.07] Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n[02:05.92] All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n[02:07.79] Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n[02:09.64] Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n[02:11.43] Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n[02:13.17] I do not go for the dissin'\n[02:14.99] Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n[02:16.81] Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n[02:18.62] Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n[02:20.42] Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n[02:24.22] Only rich niggas stand in my section (Rich)\n[02:25.90] Fifth-generation Glock my weapon (Blaow)\n[02:27.99] If the bullet miss you, that's your blessin' (That's your blessin')\n[02:30.17] I though youngins grippin' Smith & Wessons (Smith & Wessons)\n[02:31.96] This a million-dollar lick (Lick)\n[02:33.34] You better take every brick (Take every brick)\n[02:35.11] That thousand bag leave a stench (Stench)\n[02:37.17] Rottweilers in my fence (Grr)\n[02:38.92] Send a pack to prison yards (Over there)\n[02:40.82] I know some inmates fucking guards (Smash)\n[02:42.84] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:46.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:50.11] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:51.96] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:53.79] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[02:55.74] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[02:57.77] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:01.35] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:04.99] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[03:06.63] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[03:08.56] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[03:10.58] Pull up with sticks and we hit\n[03:12.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit\n artist: Quality Control feat. 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.28] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.29] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.01] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.71] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.55] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.44] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.78] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.98] Pull up with sticks and we 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.28] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.29] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.01] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.71] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.55] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.44] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.78] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.98] Pull up with sticks and we 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I cannot hear you\n[01:15.28] God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n[01:17.29] I got that antidote I will not cure you\n[01:19.01] Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n[01:21.07] But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n[01:22.71] Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n[01:24.55] You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n[01:26.44] I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n[01:28.75] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:32.78] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:36.47] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:38.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:40.08] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:41.87] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n[01:43.88] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:47.44] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:51.14] Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n[01:52.98] Pull up with sticks and we 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end_ms: 192440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 192440\nplain: |-\n 808 Mafia\n Zone six nigga, Pyrex whipper (Pyrex)\n\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah)\n\n AKs, SKs, three fifty-sevens, I know you don't wanna play (Yeah)\n Good dope in my trap\n We hit it one time and gon' lock up your rib cage (bitch)\n Beat a nigga, Quinton Rampage (Beat 'em up)\n Black gloves when I grip the K (Black gloves)\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, you hear them gunshots?\n They go off like every day (Pow)\n Give your bitch sexual healin' like Marvin Gaye (Sexual)\n Drop your six inside a tropical, minute made\n Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B\n (Beat on my chest like I'm Willie B)\n These niggas my little mini-mes\n Take your bitch out to eat we go to Busy Bee (Come here)\n That chopper headshot, we don't aim at knees\n Shit bad, he got a stomach disease\n What you say? I cannot hear you\n God keep me company so I don't fear you (God)\n I got that antidote I will not cure you\n Balenciaga bubble jacket, it's cold (Balenciaga)\n But he a lab rat, he sniff up his nose\n Cole promised we gon' shoot up with poles\n You get ten feet next to me, you gon' get froze\n I flew to Egypt and I flew back with gold (John Wick)\n\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\n I don't post guns on Instagram (No)\n Stupid nigga, that's how you get jammed (Dummy)\n I'm not tryin' to go back to the slam (Slammer)\n Cockin' back and shootin' 'til I'm found (Blaow)\n All this water, you should build a dam (Water)\n Taxin' peons like I'm Uncle Sam (Peons)\n Pull up and let the shit hit (Let the shit hit)\n Perfect and I will not miss (I will not miss)\n I do not go for the dissin'\n Start a caravan, handle my business (Start the caravan)\n Big bag on my back like like it's Santa Claus (Christmas)\n Talkin' shit, add your name to the hitlist (Hitlist)\n Everybody wanna fuck with the gang 'cause they needed protection (Gang)\n Only rich niggas stand in my section (Rich)\n Fifth-generation Glock my weapon (Blaow)\n If the bullet miss you, that's your blessin' (That's your blessin')\n I though youngins grippin' Smith & Wessons (Smith & Wessons)\n This a million-dollar lick (Lick)\n You better take every brick (Take every brick)\n That thousand bag leave a stench (Stench)\n Rottweilers in my fence (Grr)\n Send a pack to prison yards (Over there)\n I know some inmates fucking guards (Smash)\n\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Pull up an' pow)\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit (Let that shit loose)\n Pull up with sticks and we hit\n"}]