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Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.90] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.52] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.24] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.74] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.11] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.16] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.88] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.86] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.59] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.57] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.75] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.54] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.62] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.08] [Hook]\n[01:05.78] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.64] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.16] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.85] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.84] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.40] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.31] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.27] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.93] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.38] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.01] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.74] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.32] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.46] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.46] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.15] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.81] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.67] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.62] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.34] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.62] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.37] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.09] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.80] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.51] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.83] Hook\n[02:26.32] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.30] Got me swagged\n[03:18.19] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.16] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.36] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.54] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.37] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.61] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.22] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.04] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.64] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.05] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.28] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.53] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.65] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.29] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.72] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.46] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.07] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.65] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.36] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.00] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.67] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.30] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.77] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.15] Raw shit\n[04:03.82] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.70] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.15] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.51] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.07] Hook\n[04:35.91] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 279000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Featuring: Jay Rock]'\n  start_ms: 2700\n  end_ms: 4730\n- text: 'Verse 1: Q'\n  start_ms: 4730\n  end_ms: 12900\n- text: Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  start_ms: 12900\n  end_ms: 16520\n- text: Still im cool. 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''\n  start_ms: 275910\nplain: |-\n  [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\n  Verse 1: Q\n  Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  Still im cool. No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":5276555,"name":"2 Raw (Featuring Jay Rock)","trackName":"2 Raw (Featuring Jay Rock)","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":279.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.90] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.52] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.24] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.74] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.11] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.16] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.88] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.86] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.59] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.57] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.75] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.54] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.62] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.08] [Hook]\n[01:05.78] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.64] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.16] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.85] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.84] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.40] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.31] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.27] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.93] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.38] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.01] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.74] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.32] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.46] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.46] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.15] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.81] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.67] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.62] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.34] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.62] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.37] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.09] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.80] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.51] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.83] Hook\n[02:26.32] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.30] Got me swagged\n[03:18.19] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.16] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.36] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.54] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.37] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.61] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.22] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.04] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.64] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.05] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.28] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.53] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.65] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.29] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.72] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.46] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.07] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.65] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.36] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.00] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.67] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.30] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.77] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.15] Raw shit\n[04:03.82] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.70] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.15] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.51] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.07] Hook\n[04:35.91] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw (Featuring Jay Rock)\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 279000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Featuring: Jay Rock]'\n  start_ms: 2700\n  end_ms: 4730\n- text: 'Verse 1: Q'\n  start_ms: 4730\n  end_ms: 12900\n- text: Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  start_ms: 12900\n  end_ms: 16520\n- text: Still im cool. 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":640227,"name":"2 Raw (feat. 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Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble, uhh\nAin't fucking with you losers, all my niggas won\nIt's Mr. BetIGotSumWeed, hey, split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cause when you up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off, I'm tryna navigate a million\nBut you first let's hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiending\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but there's more to come, what the fuck?\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nWhen the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nWhen the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nHeroin, Ecstasy, Oxycontin, Vicodin\nCoca-Cola, everything up in our jeans\nEven Methamphetamins, get this bread by any means\nPCP, LSD, transactions frequently\nTurn you job into a ki, turn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into your sleep, rest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G, gossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe, swear this life is meant for me\nTired of cracking niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera, nigga I'm just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb, niggas kill ya front your kids\nSee how niggas get it in, trapping so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in I'm hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them, grandma bragging to her friends\nKilling beef, apparently, name a nigga rare as me, yeah, I be\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nWhen the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nWhen the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nGot me swagged, then I put your style in a body bag\nMan, I'm off a bag of that good, my flow off a powder pack\nMan, I'm leaning hard, like I'm off that syrup, and I'm damn near tore up\nWith my dogs and locstas, and we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah, hoes gon' chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo, yeah, bitches ain't shit that's the mothafuckin' motto\nIn the Monte Carlo, yeah, sipping on Carlo, just me and my posse\nStrapped up when you gotta know the ropes like Ted Dibiase\nLook at my life raw, nigga, bitches wanna suck me off quicker\nHaters can't stand my guts, nigga, because I get my bucks bigger\nI'm on my own, I'm in my zone, bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nI'm on my shit, cause septic tanks, I don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get your money let the bullshit walk, I'mma get this cheese\nLike a little rat bitch, fucking suck me good, nibbling through her team\nRaw shit, nigga check me out, know you jocking my steez\nBest believe nigga we run this shit, niggas know that I be, be\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nWhen the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\nWhen the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\nToo, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.72] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.78] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.99] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.50] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.26] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.76] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.19] Was she foul? 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Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble, uhh\n  Ain't fucking with you losers, all my niggas won\n  It's Mr. BetIGotSumWeed, hey, split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cause when you up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off, I'm tryna navigate a million\n  But you first let's hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiending\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but there's more to come, what the fuck?\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Heroin, Ecstasy, Oxycontin, Vicodin\n  Coca-Cola, everything up in our jeans\n  Even Methamphetamins, get this bread by any means\n  PCP, LSD, transactions frequently\n  Turn you job into a ki, turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into your sleep, rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G, gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe, swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of cracking niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera, nigga I'm just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb, niggas kill ya front your kids\n  See how niggas get it in, trapping so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in I'm hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them, grandma bragging to her friends\n  Killing beef, apparently, name a nigga rare as me, yeah, I be\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Got me swagged, then I put your style in a body bag\n  Man, I'm off a bag of that good, my flow off a powder pack\n  Man, I'm leaning hard, like I'm off that syrup, and I'm damn near tore up\n  With my dogs and locstas, and we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah, hoes gon' chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo, yeah, bitches ain't shit that's the mothafuckin' motto\n  In the Monte Carlo, yeah, sipping on Carlo, just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when you gotta know the ropes like Ted Dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, nigga, bitches wanna suck me off quicker\n  Haters can't stand my guts, nigga, because I get my bucks bigger\n  I'm on my own, I'm in my zone, bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  I'm on my shit, cause septic tanks, I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get your money let the bullshit walk, I'mma get this cheese\n  Like a little rat bitch, fucking suck me good, nibbling through her team\n  Raw shit, nigga check me out, know you jocking my steez\n  Best believe nigga we run this shit, niggas know that I be, be\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n  When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life\n  Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)\n"},{"id":14376585,"name":"2 Raw Ft. Jay Rock","trackName":"2 Raw Ft. Jay Rock","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":278.809225,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.73] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.76] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.96] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.29] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.23] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.72] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.17] Was she foul? 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":21618141,"name":"2 Raw Feat Jay Rock","trackName":"2 Raw Feat Jay Rock","artistName":"Schoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits and Contradictions","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.91] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.28] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.20] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.75] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.15] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.15] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.85] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.88] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.52] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.52] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.73] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.53] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.60] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.03] [Hook]\n[01:05.79] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.67] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.15] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.89] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.83] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.47] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.35] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.23] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.95] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.34] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.00] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.76] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.37] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.48] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.45] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.11] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.83] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.61] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.67] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.40] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.69] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.32] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.03] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.88] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.55] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.85] Hook\n[02:26.30] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.39] Got me swagged\n[03:18.12] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.18] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.35] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.52] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.32] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.69] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.27] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.05] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.64] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.05] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.20] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.58] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.68] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.24] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.78] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.42] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.05] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.66] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.31] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.05] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.65] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.38] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.74] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.19] Raw shit\n[04:03.82] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.74] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.18] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.55] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.03] Hook\n[04:35.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw Feat Jay Rock\n  artist: Schoolboy Q\n  album: Habits and Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 200000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Featuring: Jay Rock]'\n  start_ms: 2700\n  end_ms: 4730\n- text: 'Verse 1: Q'\n  start_ms: 4730\n  end_ms: 12910\n- text: Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  start_ms: 12910\n  end_ms: 16510\n- text: Still im cool. 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":37234785,"name":"2 Raw Feat Jay Rock","trackName":"2 Raw Feat Jay Rock","artistName":"Schoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits and Contradictions-Repack","duration":279.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.91] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.28] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.20] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.75] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.15] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.15] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.85] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.88] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.52] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.52] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.73] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.53] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.60] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.03] [Hook]\n[01:05.79] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.67] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.15] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.89] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.83] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.47] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.35] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.23] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.95] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.34] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.00] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.76] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.37] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.48] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.45] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.11] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.83] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.61] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.67] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.40] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.69] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.32] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.03] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.88] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.55] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.85] Hook\n[02:26.30] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.39] Got me swagged\n[03:18.12] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.18] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.35] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.52] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.32] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.69] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.27] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.05] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.64] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.05] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.20] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.58] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.68] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.24] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.78] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.42] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.05] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.66] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.31] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.05] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.65] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.38] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.74] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.19] Raw shit\n[04:03.82] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.74] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.18] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.55] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.03] Hook\n[04:35.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw Feat Jay Rock\n  artist: Schoolboy Q\n  album: Habits and Contradictions-Repack\n  duration_ms: 279000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Featuring: Jay Rock]'\n  start_ms: 2700\n  end_ms: 4730\n- text: 'Verse 1: Q'\n  start_ms: 4730\n  end_ms: 12910\n- text: Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  start_ms: 12910\n  end_ms: 16510\n- text: Still im cool. 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":12470194,"name":"2 Raw","trackName":"2 Raw","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q, Jay Rock","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":279.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.73] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.76] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.96] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.29] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.23] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.72] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.17] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.12] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.83] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.84] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.53] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.59] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.79] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.49] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.56] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.66] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.53] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.04] [Hook]\n[01:05.74] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.62] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.17] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.88] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.80] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.44] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.60] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.37] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.26] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.97] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.37] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.03] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.70] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.33] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.20] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.42] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.43] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.14] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.84] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.62] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.66] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.69] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.36] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.69] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.37] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.05] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.88] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.54] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.82] Hook\n[02:26.32] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.38] Got me swagged\n[03:18.17] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.14] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.36] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.55] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.94] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.30] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.66] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.21] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.07] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.63] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.08] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.01] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.24] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.52] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.51] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.66] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.26] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.75] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.41] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.07] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.62] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.39] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.03] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.62] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.27] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.39] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.70] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.11] Raw shit\n[04:03.82] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.72] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.10] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.59] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.07] Hook\n[04:35.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q, Jay Rock\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 279000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Featuring: Jay Rock]'\n  start_ms: 2730\n  end_ms: 4760\n- text: 'Verse 1: Q'\n  start_ms: 4760\n  end_ms: 12960\n- text: Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  start_ms: 12960\n  end_ms: 16510\n- text: Still im cool. 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":9374571,"name":"2 Raw","trackName":"2 Raw","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q feat. Jay Rock","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":279.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.90] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.52] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.24] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.74] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.11] Was she foul? 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":34725653,"name":"2 Raw","trackName":"2 Raw","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q Feat․ Jay Rock","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":279.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.72] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.78] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.99] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.50] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.26] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.76] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.19] Was she foul? 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":39453992,"name":"2 Raw","trackName":"2 Raw","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q Ft. 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Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.72] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.78] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.99] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.50] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.26] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.76] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.19] Was she foul? 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No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":23373009,"name":"2 Raw (feat. 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Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.72] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.78] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.99] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.50] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.23] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.26] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.76] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.19] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.12] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.88] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.88] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.56] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.53] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.73] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.44] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.57] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.65] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.59] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.08] [Hook]\n[01:05.73] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.66] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.10] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.87] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.88] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.41] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.67] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.30] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.25] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.94] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.35] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.07] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.77] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.34] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.27] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.47] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.48] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.13] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.83] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.68] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.67] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.73] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.37] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.62] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.36] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.00] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.87] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.53] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.86] Hook\n[02:26.36] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.31] Got me swagged\n[03:18.19] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.13] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.32] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.57] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.92] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.33] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.64] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.23] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.09] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.69] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.09] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.06] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.26] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.53] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.54] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.64] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.22] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.77] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.48] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.00] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.64] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.30] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.07] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.66] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.27] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.37] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.73] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.10] Raw shit\n[04:03.83] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.70] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.12] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.53] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.04] Hook\n[04:35.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw (feat. 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''\n  start_ms: 275950\nplain: |-\n  [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\n  Verse 1: Q\n  Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  Still im cool. No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"},{"id":640226,"name":"2 Raw (feat. Jay Rock)","trackName":"2 Raw (feat. Jay Rock)","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q feat. Jay Rock","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":279.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\nVerse 1: Q\nAye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\nStill im cool. No AC needed\nProbly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\nAin't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\nBet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\nWas she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\nAin't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\nIt's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\nLook down upon the ceiling\nJust try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\nContradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\nShake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\nBut yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\nShe tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\nSo I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\nKnow my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n[Hook]\n2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\nVerse 2: Q\nHeroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\nEven methamphetamines\nGet this bread by any means\nPcp, lsd, transactions frequently\nTurn ya job into a ki\nTurn that ki into a beach\nTurn that beach into ur sleep\nRest ya head, remain neat\nHaters love to hate a G\nGossip on ya bakery\nWish they had the recipe\nSwear this life is meant for me\nTired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\nHopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\nEvery corner, camera\nNigga im just tryna live\nShitty on a shitty curb\nNiggas can ya front ya kids\nSee how niggas get it in\nTrappin so we live in sin\nThis felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\nEmbarrassing my mom and them\nGrandma braggin to her friends\nKillin beef, apparently\nName a nigga rare as me\nYeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\nHook\n\nVerse 3: Rock\nGot me swagged\nThen I put yo style in a body bag\nMan im off a bag of that good\nMy flow off a pile of pack\nMan im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\nAnd im damn near tore up\nWit my dogs and locstas\nAnd we all got stock like brokers\nUgh, we don't chase hoes, nah\nHoes gon chase us, yeah\nStraight to the condo\nYeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\nIn the monte carlo\nYeah sippin on carlo\nJust me and my posse\nStrapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\nLook at my life raw, NIGGA\nBitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\nHaters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\nCuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\nIm on my own, im in my zone\nBitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\nIm on my shit, cuz septic tanks\nI don't give a fuck what set you claim\nJust get yo money let the bullshit walk\nIma get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\nFuckin suck me good\nNibbling thru her team\nRaw shit\nNigga check me out\nKnow ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\nNiggas know that I be be\n2 fuckin rawwww\n\nHook","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q\n[00:12.91] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed\n[00:19.28] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n[00:22.20] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n[00:25.75] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n[00:29.15] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n[00:33.15] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n[00:36.85] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n[00:39.88] Look down upon the ceiling\n[00:41.52] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n[00:44.52] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n[00:47.73] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n[00:54.53] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n[00:57.60] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n[01:05.03] [Hook]\n[01:05.79] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n[01:18.67] Verse 2: Q\n[01:32.15] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n[01:37.89] Even methamphetamines\n[01:39.83] Get this bread by any means\n[01:41.47] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki\n[01:46.35] Turn that ki into a beach\n[01:48.23] Turn that beach into ur sleep\n[01:49.95] Rest ya head, remain neat\n[01:51.34] Haters love to hate a G\n[01:53.00] Gossip on ya bakery\n[01:54.76] Wish they had the recipe\n[01:56.37] Swear this life is meant for me\n[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n[02:01.48] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n[02:04.45] Every corner, camera\n[02:06.11] Nigga im just tryna live\n[02:07.83] Shitty on a shitty curb\n[02:09.61] Niggas can ya front ya kids\n[02:11.67] See how niggas get it in\n[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin\n[02:14.40] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n[02:17.69] Embarrassing my mom and them\n[02:19.32] Grandma braggin to her friends\n[02:21.03] Killin beef, apparently\n[02:22.88] Name a nigga rare as me\n[02:24.55] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n[02:25.85] Hook\n[02:26.30] Verse 3: Rock\n[03:17.39] Got me swagged\n[03:18.12] Then I put yo style in a body bag\n[03:20.18] Man im off a bag of that good\n[03:22.35] My flow off a pile of pack\n[03:23.52] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up\n[03:27.32] Wit my dogs and locstas\n[03:28.69] And we all got stock like brokers\n[03:30.27] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n[03:32.05] Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n[03:33.64] Straight to the condo\n[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n[03:37.05] In the monte carlo\n[03:38.20] Yeah sippin on carlo\n[03:39.58] Just me and my posse\n[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n[03:43.68] Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n[03:45.24] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n[03:46.78] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n[03:48.42] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n[03:50.05] Im on my own, im in my zone\n[03:51.66] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n[03:53.31] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n[03:55.05] I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n[03:56.65] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n[04:00.38] Fuckin suck me good\n[04:01.74] Nibbling thru her team\n[04:03.19] Raw shit\n[04:03.82] Nigga check me out\n[04:04.74] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n[04:08.18] Niggas know that I be be\n[04:09.55] 2 fuckin rawwww\n[04:18.03] Hook\n[04:35.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Raw (feat. 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''\n  start_ms: 275930\nplain: |-\n  [Featuring: Jay Rock]\n\n  Verse 1: Q\n  Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high\n  Still im cool. No AC needed\n  Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin\n  Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing\n  Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble\n  Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh\n  Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won\n  It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one\n  Look down upon the ceiling\n  Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling\n  Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings\n  Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million\n  But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean\n  She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin\n  So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt\n  Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?\n\n  [Hook]\n  2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)\n\n  Verse 2: Q\n  Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans\n  Even methamphetamines\n  Get this bread by any means\n  Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently\n  Turn ya job into a ki\n  Turn that ki into a beach\n  Turn that beach into ur sleep\n  Rest ya head, remain neat\n  Haters love to hate a G\n  Gossip on ya bakery\n  Wish they had the recipe\n  Swear this life is meant for me\n  Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger\n  Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger\n  Every corner, camera\n  Nigga im just tryna live\n  Shitty on a shitty curb\n  Niggas can ya front ya kids\n  See how niggas get it in\n  Trappin so we live in sin\n  This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again\n  Embarrassing my mom and them\n  Grandma braggin to her friends\n  Killin beef, apparently\n  Name a nigga rare as me\n  Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw\n\n  Hook\n\n  Verse 3: Rock\n  Got me swagged\n  Then I put yo style in a body bag\n  Man im off a bag of that good\n  My flow off a pile of pack\n  Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP\n  And im damn near tore up\n  Wit my dogs and locstas\n  And we all got stock like brokers\n  Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah\n  Hoes gon chase us, yeah\n  Straight to the condo\n  Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto\n  In the monte carlo\n  Yeah sippin on carlo\n  Just me and my posse\n  Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase\n  Look at my life raw, NIGGA\n  Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER\n  Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA\n  Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER\n  Im on my own, im in my zone\n  Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne\n  Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks\n  I don't give a fuck what set you claim\n  Just get yo money let the bullshit walk\n  Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch\n  Fuckin suck me good\n  Nibbling thru her team\n  Raw shit\n  Nigga check me out\n  Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit\n  Niggas know that I be be\n  2 fuckin rawwww\n\n  Hook\n"}]