[{"id":33796065,"name":"Coe Pt. 2","trackName":"Coe Pt. 2","artistName":"Sha EK","albumName":"Coe Pt. 2","duration":142.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Just do that and then let the music do somethin', and then do that again, that'd be enough for a record\nI mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it, you know, three minutes max—\nDown the chimney, he will come\nWith his great big smile\nAnd you'll find that even the kiddies\nAre swingin' in the latest style (Yo, IV, doin' magic)\nC.O.E shit, nigga\nOGz the fuck up\n\nGrrah\nWe used to be cool, now it's up\nOYs I see gotta duck\nWe almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\nThey kept on talkin' on all of my deads\nSo, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\nThey kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\nFree bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)\n\nThem niggas not no threat\nWhat they said really got me upset\nRoscoe, how you got stabbed in the Bronx, pussy?\nAnd you still ain't do nothin' yet (Go get back)\nI'm about to get disrespectful\nFuck Benji, he died in his jects (Benji)\nSince he dead\nTell his pops that he gotta duck 'cause that old nigga next, grrah\n\nThey talkin' on bro? Okay, one gotta go (Gotta go)\nWalk up on the Hill, let it go (Like)\nNot on the block? Get the drop on they show (Get the drop on they)\nNotti, Glo, where they go? (Where they go?)\nWe breakin' they broom if they sweepin' (Grrah)\nDrivin' slow up that block, we can't wait to see 'em (Can't wait to see 'em)\nG Pop died, I be steamin' (I be steamin')\nG-Lock on me, get to squeezin', like (Get to squeezin', like)\nAnd this shit got a beam, ain't no runnin' (No runni-)\nHop out, dumpin', opps get to stumblin' (Stumblin')\nThey know what we did to the- (Did to the opps)\nWhat we did to the opps, ain't no bluffin' (Ain't no bluffin')\nNew opp, he gon' fall on his muffin (Like)\nNotti died, nigga thought he was buggin' (Thought he was buggin')\nRan on Lotti but still make a song, nigga bluffin' (He bluffin')\nDrop a L in our spot, we gon' dust 'em (Gon' dust 'em)\n\nLike, we on that block (We on that block)\nI just got the drop (I just got the-)\nBoth ways, we tryna let it flock (Tryna let it)\nLike, okay, they talkin' on the guys (They talkin' on the)\nDie Blamma, die Blamma (Like)\nWe smokin' Chico, he dead in the sky (Grrah-grrah)\nAnd Jay Benji, he tried to slime someone out\nThat's why that nigga got shot (Like)\nGet the wheels, we out to Harlem, lets go to the Hill (Go) Douglass to Nick (Bow-bow)\nLz shit, we was steppin' on Blitz (Bow-bow)\nShells drop when we caught lil' (Bow-bow-bow)\nPaulie was runnin' that day on the third\nI think we chased him right back to the six (Grrah-grrah)\nWait, what? Oh, that's his bitch?\nNiggas went live and threw milk on that bitch (And threw milk on that bitch, like)\n\nLz, shells, we gon' slide with a stick\nNotti got poked, DD got lit (Notti)\nRoscoe, poked, they took his kicks\nCan't forget AJ, nigga, took his grip (Go get back)\nCan't forget Lotti, you know that shit punchin'\nNobody up, like, why they runnin'?\nEverything shot if he yell out, \"What's Gunnin'?\"\nIt get mixy and shit, I gotta bring the gun in (Grrah-grrah)\nB-B-Bitch try to run, I'ma Goon (Like), like\nNo, he can't run when I boom\nYus Gz, get back, you ain't do nothin' for Woo\nYou got shot, and they ain't do nothin' for you (Get back)\nAB Da Jett gettin' crashed, foo\nBro put the beam on his back, shoo\nBlitz Gz got beat with his dad, too\nFuck Wasca, he did a flip on the news (Wasca, the fuck up)\n\nGrrah\nWe used to be cool, now it's up\nOYs I see gotta duck\nWe almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\nThey kept on talkin' on all of my deads\nSo, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\nThey kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\nFree bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.61] Just do that and then let the music do somethin', and then do that again, that'd be enough for a record\n[00:06.79] I mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it, you know, three minutes max—\n[00:11.91] Down the chimney, he will come\n[00:14.63] With his great big smile\n[00:17.77] And you'll find that even the kiddies\n[00:20.36] Are swingin' in the latest style (Yo, IV, doin' magic)\n[00:21.72] C.O.E shit, nigga\n[00:23.22] OGz the fuck up\n[00:24.58] Grrah\n[00:25.19] We used to be cool, now it's up\n[00:26.40] OYs I see gotta duck\n[00:27.73] We almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\n[00:29.56] They kept on talkin' on all of my deads\n[00:31.16] So, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\n[00:32.50] They kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\n[00:33.72] Free bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)\n[00:35.38] Them niggas not no threat\n[00:36.69] What they said really got me upset\n[00:37.97] Roscoe, how you got stabbed in the Bronx, pussy?\n[00:39.83] And you still ain't do nothin' yet (Go get back)\n[00:41.13] I'm about to get disrespectful\n[00:42.44] Fuck Benji, he died in his jects (Benji)\n[00:44.07] Since he dead\n[00:44.95] Tell his pops that he gotta duck 'cause that old nigga next, grrah\n[00:47.29] They talkin' on bro? Okay, one gotta go (Gotta go)\n[00:48.68] Walk up on the Hill, let it go (Like)\n[00:50.23] Not on the block? Get the drop on they show (Get the drop on they)\n[00:51.66] Notti, Glo, where they go? (Where they go?)\n[00:53.10] We breakin' they broom if they sweepin' (Grrah)\n[00:54.57] Drivin' slow up that block, we can't wait to see 'em (Can't wait to see 'em)\n[00:56.08] G Pop died, I be steamin' (I be steamin')\n[00:57.41] G-Lock on me, get to squeezin', like (Get to squeezin', like)\n[00:59.37] And this shit got a beam, ain't no runnin' (No runni-)\n[01:00.60] Hop out, dumpin', opps get to stumblin' (Stumblin')\n[01:01.95] They know what we did to the- (Did to the opps)\n[01:03.44] What we did to the opps, ain't no bluffin' (Ain't no bluffin')\n[01:05.05] New opp, he gon' fall on his muffin (Like)\n[01:06.67] Notti died, nigga thought he was buggin' (Thought he was buggin')\n[01:07.98] Ran on Lotti but still make a song, nigga bluffin' (He bluffin')\n[01:09.74] Drop a L in our spot, we gon' dust 'em (Gon' dust 'em)\n[01:10.87] Like, we on that block (We on that block)\n[01:12.78] I just got the drop (I just got the-)\n[01:13.78] Both ways, we tryna let it flock (Tryna let it)\n[01:15.13] Like, okay, they talkin' on the guys (They talkin' on the)\n[01:16.43] Die Blamma, die Blamma (Like)\n[01:18.08] We smokin' Chico, he dead in the sky (Grrah-grrah)\n[01:19.66] And Jay Benji, he tried to slime someone out\n[01:21.12] That's why that nigga got shot (Like)\n[01:22.57] Get the wheels, we out to Harlem, lets go to the Hill (Go) Douglass to Nick (Bow-bow)\n[01:25.42] Lz shit, we was steppin' on Blitz (Bow-bow)\n[01:27.06] Shells drop when we caught lil' (Bow-bow-bow)\n[01:28.60] Paulie was runnin' that day on the third\n[01:29.77] I think we chased him right back to the six (Grrah-grrah)\n[01:31.33] Wait, what? Oh, that's his bitch?\n[01:32.66] Niggas went live and threw milk on that bitch (And threw milk on that bitch, like)\n[01:34.56] Lz, shells, we gon' slide with a stick\n[01:35.61] Notti got poked, DD got lit (Notti)\n[01:37.09] Roscoe, poked, they took his kicks\n[01:38.53] Can't forget AJ, nigga, took his grip (Go get back)\n[01:40.42] Can't forget Lotti, you know that shit punchin'\n[01:41.57] Nobody up, like, why they runnin'?\n[01:43.02] Everything shot if he yell out, \"What's Gunnin'?\"\n[01:44.63] It get mixy and shit, I gotta bring the gun in (Grrah-grrah)\n[01:46.44] B-B-Bitch try to run, I'ma Goon (Like), like\n[01:48.03] No, he can't run when I boom\n[01:49.69] Yus Gz, get back, you ain't do nothin' for Woo\n[01:50.69] You got shot, and they ain't do nothin' for you (Get back)\n[01:52.29] AB Da Jett gettin' crashed, foo\n[01:53.86] Bro put the beam on his back, shoo\n[01:55.26] Blitz Gz got beat with his dad, too\n[01:56.93] Fuck Wasca, he did a flip on the news (Wasca, the fuck up)\n[01:59.24] Grrah\n[02:00.04] We used to be cool, now it's up\n[02:01.32] OYs I see gotta duck\n[02:02.77] We almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\n[02:04.38] They kept on talkin' on all of my deads\n[02:05.90] So, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\n[02:06.94] They kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\n[02:08.50] Free bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)\n[02:22.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Coe Pt. 2\n  artist: Sha EK\n  album: Coe Pt. 2\n  duration_ms: 142000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Just do that and then let the music do somethin', and then do that again, that'd be enough for a record\n  start_ms: 2610\n  end_ms: 6790\n- text: I mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it, you know, three minutes max—\n  start_ms: 6790\n  end_ms: 11910\n- text: Down the chimney, he will come\n  start_ms: 11910\n  end_ms: 14630\n- text: With his great big smile\n  start_ms: 14630\n  end_ms: 17770\n- text: And you'll find that even the kiddies\n  start_ms: 17770\n  end_ms: 20360\n- text: Are swingin' in the latest style (Yo, IV, doin' magic)\n  start_ms: 20360\n  end_ms: 21720\n- text: C.O.E shit, nigga\n  start_ms: 21720\n  end_ms: 23220\n- text: OGz the fuck up\n  start_ms: 23220\n  end_ms: 24580\n- text: Grrah\n  start_ms: 24580\n  end_ms: 25190\n- text: We used to be cool, now it's up\n  start_ms: 25190\n  end_ms: 26400\n- text: OYs I see gotta duck\n  start_ms: 26400\n  end_ms: 27730\n- text: We almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\n  start_ms: 27730\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: They kept on talkin' on all of my deads\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 31160\n- text: So, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\n  start_ms: 31160\n  end_ms: 32500\n- text: They kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\n  start_ms: 32500\n  end_ms: 33720\n- text: Free bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)\n  start_ms: 33720\n  end_ms: 35380\n- text: Them niggas not no threat\n  start_ms: 35380\n  end_ms: 36690\n- text: What they said really got me upset\n  start_ms: 36690\n  end_ms: 37970\n- text: Roscoe, how you got stabbed in the Bronx, pussy?\n  start_ms: 37970\n  end_ms: 39830\n- text: And you still ain't do nothin' yet (Go get back)\n  start_ms: 39830\n  end_ms: 41130\n- text: I'm about to get disrespectful\n  start_ms: 41130\n  end_ms: 42440\n- text: Fuck Benji, he died in his jects (Benji)\n  start_ms: 42440\n  end_ms: 44070\n- text: Since he dead\n  start_ms: 44070\n  end_ms: 44950\n- text: Tell his pops that he gotta duck 'cause that old nigga next, grrah\n  start_ms: 44950\n  end_ms: 47290\n- text: They talkin' on bro? 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Okay, one gotta go (Gotta go)\n  Walk up on the Hill, let it go (Like)\n  Not on the block? Get the drop on they show (Get the drop on they)\n  Notti, Glo, where they go? (Where they go?)\n  We breakin' they broom if they sweepin' (Grrah)\n  Drivin' slow up that block, we can't wait to see 'em (Can't wait to see 'em)\n  G Pop died, I be steamin' (I be steamin')\n  G-Lock on me, get to squeezin', like (Get to squeezin', like)\n  And this shit got a beam, ain't no runnin' (No runni-)\n  Hop out, dumpin', opps get to stumblin' (Stumblin')\n  They know what we did to the- (Did to the opps)\n  What we did to the opps, ain't no bluffin' (Ain't no bluffin')\n  New opp, he gon' fall on his muffin (Like)\n  Notti died, nigga thought he was buggin' (Thought he was buggin')\n  Ran on Lotti but still make a song, nigga bluffin' (He bluffin')\n  Drop a L in our spot, we gon' dust 'em (Gon' dust 'em)\n\n  Like, we on that block (We on that block)\n  I just got the drop (I just got the-)\n  Both ways, we tryna let it flock (Tryna let it)\n  Like, okay, they talkin' on the guys (They talkin' on the)\n  Die Blamma, die Blamma (Like)\n  We smokin' Chico, he dead in the sky (Grrah-grrah)\n  And Jay Benji, he tried to slime someone out\n  That's why that nigga got shot (Like)\n  Get the wheels, we out to Harlem, lets go to the Hill (Go) Douglass to Nick (Bow-bow)\n  Lz shit, we was steppin' on Blitz (Bow-bow)\n  Shells drop when we caught lil' (Bow-bow-bow)\n  Paulie was runnin' that day on the third\n  I think we chased him right back to the six (Grrah-grrah)\n  Wait, what? Oh, that's his bitch?\n  Niggas went live and threw milk on that bitch (And threw milk on that bitch, like)\n\n  Lz, shells, we gon' slide with a stick\n  Notti got poked, DD got lit (Notti)\n  Roscoe, poked, they took his kicks\n  Can't forget AJ, nigga, took his grip (Go get back)\n  Can't forget Lotti, you know that shit punchin'\n  Nobody up, like, why they runnin'?\n  Everything shot if he yell out, \"What's Gunnin'?\"\n  It get mixy and shit, I gotta bring the gun in (Grrah-grrah)\n  B-B-Bitch try to run, I'ma Goon (Like), like\n  No, he can't run when I boom\n  Yus Gz, get back, you ain't do nothin' for Woo\n  You got shot, and they ain't do nothin' for you (Get back)\n  AB Da Jett gettin' crashed, foo\n  Bro put the beam on his back, shoo\n  Blitz Gz got beat with his dad, too\n  Fuck Wasca, he did a flip on the news (Wasca, the fuck up)\n\n  Grrah\n  We used to be cool, now it's up\n  OYs I see gotta duck\n  We almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\n  They kept on talkin' on all of my deads\n  So, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\n  They kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\n  Free bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)\n"},{"id":39662452,"name":"Coe Pt. 2","trackName":"Coe Pt. 2","artistName":"Sha EK","albumName":"Coe Pt. 2","duration":274.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Just do that and then let the music do somethin', and then do that again, that'd be enough for a record\nI mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it, you know, three minutes max—\nDown the chimney, he will come\nWith his great big smile\nAnd you'll find that even the kiddies\nAre swingin' in the latest style (Yo, IV, doin' magic)\nC.O.E shit, nigga\nOGz the fuck up\n\nGrrah\nWe used to be cool, now it's up\nOYs I see gotta duck\nWe almost put lil' shh in a trunk (Come here)\nThey kept on talkin' on all of my deads\nSo, I put Notti in a blunt (Notti)\nThey kept on actin' like they was one the puttin' on\nFree bro, Matt Sav in a runtz (Dirt bike gang)\n\nThem niggas not no threat\nWhat they said really got me upset\nRoscoe, how you got stabbed in the Bronx, pussy?\nAnd you still ain't do nothin' yet (Go get back)\nI'm about to get disrespectful\nFuck Benji, he died in his jects (Benji)\nSince he dead\nTell his pops that he gotta duck 'cause that old nigga next, grrah\n\nThey talkin' on bro? Okay, one gotta go (Gotta go)\nWalk up on the Hill, let it go (Like)\nNot on the block? Get the drop on they show (Get the drop on they)\nNotti, Glo, where they go? (Where they go?)\nWe breakin' they broom if they sweepin' (Grrah)\nDrivin' slow up that block, we can't wait to see 'em (Can't wait to see 'em)\nG Pop died, I be steamin' (I be steamin')\nG-Lock on me, get to squeezin', like (Get to squeezin', like)\nAnd this shit got a beam, ain't no runnin' (No runni-)\nHop out, dumpin', opps get to stumblin' (Stumblin')\nThey know what we did to the- (Did to the opps)\nWhat we did to the opps, ain't no bluffin' (Ain't no bluffin')\nNew opp, he gon' fall on his muffin (Like)\nNotti died, nigga thought he was buggin' (Thought he was buggin')\nRan on Lotti but still make a song, nigga bluffin' (He bluffin')\nDrop a L in our spot, we gon' dust 'em (Gon' dust 'em)\n\nLike, we on that block (We on that block)\nI just got the drop (I just got the-)\nBoth ways, we tryna let it flock (Tryna let it)\nLike, okay, they talkin' on the guys (They talkin' on the)\nDie Blamma, die Blamma (Like)\nWe smokin' Chico, he dead in the sky (Grrah-grrah)\nAnd Jay Benji, he tried to slime someone out\nThat's why that nigga got shot (Like)\nGet the wheels, we out to Harlem, lets go to the Hill (Go) Douglass to Nick (Bow-bow)\nLz shit, we was steppin' on Blitz (Bow-bow)\nShells drop when we caught lil' (Bow-bow-bow)\nPaulie was runnin' that day on the third\nI think we chased him right back to the six (Grrah-grrah)\nWait, what? 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Okay, one gotta go (Gotta go)\nWalk up on the Hill, let it go (Like)\nNot on the block? Get the drop on they show (Get the drop on they)\nNotti, Glo, where they go? 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Okay, one gotta go (Gotta go)\n  Walk up on the Hill, let it go (Like)\n  Not on the block? Get the drop on they show (Get the drop on they)\n  Notti, Glo, where they go? 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