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(Yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nAy, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\nThat 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\nThey wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\nNeed that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\nNow what would the game be without me, baby?\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\nWhere would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n\nUh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? (You ain't stupid, you ain't stupid, you ain't stupid)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, don't do it\nLet me hear that","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.64] Look, when unc' died, I was lost, broken heart turned me soft\n[00:30.55] And when Glock lost Dolph, and when Michael lost the boss, yeah (nigga)\n[00:33.76] I got old niggas mad 'cause I can't be controlled\n[00:36.40] Tryna teach my generation they belong for so long\n[00:39.28] They all scared of me 'cause I got the game in a choke\n[00:41.91] Put her legs in the air and wrap my hand 'round her throat\n[00:44.80] When I'm ridin' 'round the A, I got the Drac' in my lap\n[00:47.56] Poppin' Perkies back-to-back, it's gettin' hard to relax\n[00:50.25] Lil' brother hungry, tryna eat a opp nigga for breakfast\n[00:53.19] Run 'em down and stand over him, that's the ZPAP special (hrrt)\n[00:56.10] Nigga tryna get up close and cut my throat, I won't let him\n[00:58.83] I've been thuggin' for so long, I'm gon' be thuggin' forever\n[01:01.51] Remember me and Reem fought over the stolen Electra (yeah)\n[01:04.26] Daddy askin' why I'm mad, and I can't even tell him\n[01:07.09] This that gangster shit that Malcolm X was preachin' 'bout\n[01:09.58] That 2Pac was teachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout (yeah)\n[01:12.70] My head gone, my heart cold, I can't trust a soul\n[01:15.44] These bitches fake, these niggas fake, this year I'm stayin' at home\n[01:18.30] You can't show these niggas love 'cause they got hate in their bones\n[01:21.12] Niggas stabbed you in your back, still be callin' your phone (yeah)\n[01:23.99] Ridin' with brother, and he keep askin' me what I'm on\n[01:26.62] I start whackin' these fuck niggas, they gon' tell me I'm wrong\n[01:29.32] I did the millions, now billions what I aim for (yeah)\n[01:32.20] I just want the money, give me what I came for (I'm sayin')\n[01:35.03] Don't wanna make no new friends, never follow trends\n[01:37.76] I take my L's on the chin, on top, but can't quit\n[01:40.20] Tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah)\n[01:43.82] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[01:46.12] Ay, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\n[01:48.86] That 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\n[01:51.52] They wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\n[01:54.76] Need that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\n[01:57.50] Now what would the game be without me, baby?\n[02:00.60] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n[02:03.35] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:06.18] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:08.89] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:11.65] Keep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\n[02:14.35] Where would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:17.24] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.95] I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n[02:26.65] Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? (You ain't stupid, you ain't stupid, you ain't stupid)\n[02:31.39] Keep it goin', Noonie, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:33.94] Keep it goin', Noonie, don't do it\n[02:37.71] Let me hear that\n[02:40.37] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Feed the Streets\n  artist: Rod Wave\n  album: Feed the Streets\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Look, when unc' died, I was lost, broken heart turned me soft\n  start_ms: 26640\n  end_ms: 30550\n- text: And when Glock lost Dolph, and when Michael lost the boss, yeah (nigga)\n  start_ms: 30550\n  end_ms: 33760\n- text: I got old niggas mad 'cause I can't be controlled\n  start_ms: 33760\n  end_ms: 36400\n- text: Tryna teach my generation they belong for so long\n  start_ms: 36400\n  end_ms: 39280\n- text: They all scared of me 'cause I got the game in a choke\n  start_ms: 39280\n  end_ms: 41910\n- text: Put her legs in the air and wrap my hand 'round her throat\n  start_ms: 41910\n  end_ms: 44800\n- text: When I'm ridin' 'round the A, I got the Drac' in my lap\n  start_ms: 44800\n  end_ms: 47560\n- text: Poppin' Perkies back-to-back, it's gettin' hard to relax\n  start_ms: 47560\n  end_ms: 50250\n- text: Lil' brother hungry, tryna eat a opp nigga for breakfast\n  start_ms: 50250\n  end_ms: 53190\n- text: Run 'em down and stand over him, that's the ZPAP special (hrrt)\n  start_ms: 53190\n  end_ms: 56100\n- text: Nigga tryna get up close and cut my throat, I won't let him\n  start_ms: 56100\n  end_ms: 58830\n- text: I've been thuggin' for so long, I'm gon' be thuggin' forever\n  start_ms: 58830\n  end_ms: 61510\n- text: Remember me and Reem fought over the stolen Electra (yeah)\n  start_ms: 61510\n  end_ms: 64260\n- text: Daddy askin' why I'm mad, and I can't even tell him\n  start_ms: 64260\n  end_ms: 67090\n- text: This that gangster shit that Malcolm X was preachin' 'bout\n  start_ms: 67090\n  end_ms: 69580\n- text: That 2Pac was teachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout (yeah)\n  start_ms: 69580\n  end_ms: 72700\n- text: My head gone, my heart cold, I can't trust a soul\n  start_ms: 72700\n  end_ms: 75440\n- text: These bitches fake, these niggas fake, this year I'm stayin' at home\n  start_ms: 75440\n  end_ms: 78300\n- text: You can't show these niggas love 'cause they got hate in their bones\n  start_ms: 78300\n  end_ms: 81120\n- text: Niggas stabbed you in your back, still be callin' your phone (yeah)\n  start_ms: 81120\n  end_ms: 83990\n- text: Ridin' with brother, and he keep askin' me what I'm on\n  start_ms: 83990\n  end_ms: 86620\n- text: I start whackin' these fuck niggas, they gon' tell me I'm wrong\n  start_ms: 86620\n  end_ms: 89320\n- text: I did the millions, now billions what I aim for (yeah)\n  start_ms: 89320\n  end_ms: 92200\n- text: I just want the money, give me what I came for (I'm sayin')\n  start_ms: 92200\n  end_ms: 95030\n- text: Don't wanna make no new friends, never follow trends\n  start_ms: 95030\n  end_ms: 97760\n- text: I take my L's on the chin, on top, but can't quit\n  start_ms: 97760\n  end_ms: 100200\n- text: Tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\n  Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n  Ay, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\n  That 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\n  They wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\n  Need that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\n  Now what would the game be without me, baby?\n  Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n\n  I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n  Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n  I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n  Keep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\n  Where would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n\n  Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nAy, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\nThat 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\nThey wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\nNeed that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\nNow what would the game be without me, baby?\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\nWhere would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n\nUh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\n[01:43.82] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[01:46.12] Ay, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\n[01:48.86] That 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\n[01:51.52] They wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\n[01:54.76] Need that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\n[01:57.50] Now what would the game be without me, baby?\n[02:00.60] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n[02:03.35] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:06.18] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:08.89] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:11.65] Keep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\n[02:14.35] Where would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:17.24] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.95] I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n[02:26.65] Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nAy, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\nThat 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\nThey wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\nNeed that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\nNow what would the game be without me, baby?\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\nWhere would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n\nUh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\n[01:43.82] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[01:46.12] Ay, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\n[01:48.86] That 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\n[01:51.52] They wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\n[01:54.76] Need that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\n[01:57.50] Now what would the game be without me, baby?\n[02:00.60] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n[02:03.35] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:06.18] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:08.89] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:11.65] Keep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\n[02:14.35] Where would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:17.24] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.95] I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n[02:26.65] Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nAy, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\nThat 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\nThey wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\nNeed that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\nNow what would the game be without me, baby?\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\nWhere would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n\nUh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nAy, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\nThat 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\nThey wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\nNeed that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\nNow what would the game be without me, baby?\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\nWhere would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n\nUh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:17.24] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.95] I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n[02:26.65] Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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(Yeah)\n[01:43.82] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[01:46.12] Ay, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout\n[01:48.86] That 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout\n[01:51.52] They wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike\n[01:54.76] Need that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)\n[01:57.50] Now what would the game be without me, baby?\n[02:00.60] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby\n[02:03.35] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:06.18] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:08.89] I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)\n[02:11.65] Keep it goin', Noonie, now tell me (yeah)\n[02:14.35] Where would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:17.24] Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.95] I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)\n[02:26.65] Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? 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