[{"id":17450574,"name":"Stand Up Guy","trackName":"Stand Up Guy","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"T.I. King","duration":196.0692992,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n(Hey, Hey)\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nBitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\nI'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\nAsk anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\n[00:39.01] Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n[00:41.59] With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n[00:43.01] I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n[00:45.43] If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n[00:47.97] I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n[00:50.55] Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n[00:52.32] Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n[00:54.62] Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n[00:56.38] The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n[00:59.09] Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n[01:00.80] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:03.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:05.76] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[01:07.66] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[01:10.09] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[01:12.42] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:14.49] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[01:16.58] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[01:18.56] If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n[01:21.24] And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n[01:23.23] I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n[01:24.94] You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n[01:27.47] Nevermind those outside when they stare\n[01:30.15] 'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n[01:32.09] Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n[01:34.78] As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n[01:36.73] Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n[01:39.26] I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n[01:40.80] You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n[01:43.17] I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n[01:46.38] You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: T.I. 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n  Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n  That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n  She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n  She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n  Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n  And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n"},{"id":32171371,"name":"Stand Up Guy - T.I.","trackName":"Stand Up Guy - T.I.","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"KING","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n(Hey, Hey)\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nBitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\nI'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\nAsk anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\n[00:39.01] Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n[00:41.59] With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n[00:43.01] I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n[00:45.43] If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n[00:47.97] I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n[00:50.55] Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n[00:52.32] Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n[00:54.62] Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n[00:56.38] The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n[00:59.09] Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n[01:00.80] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:03.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:05.76] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[01:07.66] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[01:10.09] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[01:12.42] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:14.49] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[01:16.58] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[01:18.56] If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n[01:21.24] And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n[01:23.23] I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n[01:24.94] You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n[01:27.47] Nevermind those outside when they stare\n[01:30.15] 'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n[01:32.09] Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n[01:34.78] As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n[01:36.73] Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n[01:39.26] I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n[01:40.80] You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n[01:43.17] I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n[01:46.38] You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? 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My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy - T.I.\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: KING\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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fuck, nigga\n\nStand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss\nHit you and your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up\nTell your crew they don't want it with us dude\nAnd if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move, stand up\n\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash\nOne forty-five and I'm outta your weight class\nWanna survive?\nYou better scramble like eggs and break fast\n\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'm ride on ya and hide your in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy, spraying rounds through the glass\nSee you laying face down in the grass and I laugh\n\nHa, that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n\nNow I'm telling you, potna, you don't know whatcha doing\nDon't recognize the trouble you're getting into and you are ruined\nHey, dig this man, I spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit ya talking, yeah, it sound good\n\nBut make it understood, you gonna have to show me\nI'm a OG, you wanna overthrow me\n\nStand up, if you don't like what I'm saying then buck\nSwang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker\nStand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it, then I meant it and what? 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fuck, nigga\n\n  Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss\n  Hit you and your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up\n  Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude\n  And if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move, stand up\n\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash\n  One forty-five and I'm outta your weight class\n  Wanna survive?\n  You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'm ride on ya and hide your in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy, spraying rounds through the glass\n  See you laying face down in the grass and I laugh\n\n  Ha, that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n\n  Now I'm telling you, potna, you don't know whatcha doing\n  Don't recognize the trouble you're getting into and you are ruined\n  Hey, dig this man, I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit ya talking, yeah, it sound good\n\n  But make it understood, you gonna have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you wanna overthrow me\n\n  Stand up, if you don't like what I'm saying then buck\n  Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker\n  Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it, then I meant it and what? fuck, nigga\n\n  Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss\n  Hit you and your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up\n  Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude\n  And if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move, stand up\n\n  Dearly beloved, we gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas?\n  And when the problem come, learn to deal with them?\n\n  Do you swear to turn the chopper on any motherfucker in your path\n  Or any bitch, that's trying to stop you?\n  And do you promise to keep them handy and don't hand them\n  To nobody, nobody except family?\n\n  And keep them cocked and loaded and don't expose them to nobody\n  Unless somebody want them in his body\n  To love and cherish them from his trigger to his barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart, to death do you fucking part\n\n  Do you understand to live the life by him, is to sell ya soul\n  And lord knows you gonna die by him\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Sheed, all them motherfuckers dead\n\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dying from hollow points to they fucking chest\n  'Cause they ain't never seen or cocked beamed a milli fourteen\n  Or Tommy gun, with a hundred round fucking gun\n\n  Stand up, if you don't like what I'm saying then buck\n  Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker\n  Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it, then I meant it and what? fuck, nigga\n\n  Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss\n  Hit you and your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up\n  Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude\n  And if the motherfucker do, bust a motherfucking move, stand up\n\n  Sheed, I'm talking about riding out tonight\n  Only way I die first, gotta kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F, middle finger to life\n  So nothing seem critical, in the hood I'm typical\n\n  Yeah I'm feeling good and spiritual, healing hoods\n  With shit up outta my kitchen, I'm pitching it, it's really good\n  Smoking, drinking, I'm like a fish and I'll probably shit on your bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she'll probably give you a kiss\n\n  Nasty, holly grove classic, parley with a nigga\n  Probably rob the same bastard, ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga this the murder cappy, niggas just murder happy\n\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started selling rocks, right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy nigga, stand up or lay down\n\n  Stand up, if you don't like what I'm saying then buck\n  Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker\n  Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it, then I meant it and what? fuck, nigga\n\n  Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss\n  Hit you and your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up\n  Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude\n  An' if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move, stand up\n"},{"id":30289713,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"4:43","duration":283.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: 4:43\n  duration_ms: 283000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Check this out, my nigga (what's up?)\n  It's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\n  That got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\n  But when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\n  They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\n  Naw, I ain't say that, he said that\n  If you got somethin' to say, my nigga\n  Stand up for what you sayin', my nigga\n  Tell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\n  Yeah\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n  So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\n  Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\n  Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\n  I'm pitchin' it, it's really good\n  Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\n  And I'll probably shit on ya bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\n  Nasty, Holly Grove classic\n  Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\n  Ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga, this the murder cappy\n  Niggas is murder happy\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started sellin' rock right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":23442106,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Urban Legends","duration":282.937583,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: Urban Legends\n  duration_ms: 282938\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Check this out, my nigga (what's up?)\n  It's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\n  That got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\n  But when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\n  They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\n  Naw, I ain't say that, he said that\n  If you got somethin' to say, my nigga\n  Stand up for what you sayin', my nigga\n  Tell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\n  Yeah\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n  So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\n  Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\n  Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\n  I'm pitchin' it, it's really good\n  Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\n  And I'll probably shit on ya bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\n  Nasty, Holly Grove classic\n  Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\n  Ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga, this the murder cappy\n  Niggas is murder happy\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started sellin' rock right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":24662253,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Urban Legend (Chopped & Screwed by Paul Wall)","duration":332.2,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: Urban Legend (Chopped & Screwed by Paul Wall)\n  duration_ms: 332200\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Check this out, my nigga (what's up?)\n  It's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\n  That got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\n  But when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\n  They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\n  Naw, I ain't say that, he said that\n  If you got somethin' to say, my nigga\n  Stand up for what you sayin', my nigga\n  Tell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\n  Yeah\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n  So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\n  Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\n  Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\n  I'm pitchin' it, it's really good\n  Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\n  And I'll probably shit on ya bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\n  Nasty, Holly Grove classic\n  Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\n  Ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga, this the murder cappy\n  Niggas is murder happy\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started sellin' rock right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":23337571,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Urban Legend (Chopped & Screwed)","duration":332.2514289,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: Urban Legend (Chopped & Screwed)\n  duration_ms: 332251\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Check this out, my nigga (what's up?)\n  It's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\n  That got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\n  But when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\n  They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\n  Naw, I ain't say that, he said that\n  If you got somethin' to say, my nigga\n  Stand up for what you sayin', my nigga\n  Tell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\n  Yeah\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n  So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\n  Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\n  Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\n  I'm pitchin' it, it's really good\n  Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\n  And I'll probably shit on ya bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\n  Nasty, Holly Grove classic\n  Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\n  Ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga, this the murder cappy\n  Niggas is murder happy\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started sellin' rock right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":23289545,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Urban Legend","duration":282.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand 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your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n 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niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":33557107,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Urban Legend","duration":285.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand 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your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n  So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\n  Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\n  Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\n  I'm pitchin' it, it's really good\n  Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\n  And I'll probably shit on ya bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\n  Nasty, Holly Grove classic\n  Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\n  Ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga, this the murder cappy\n  Niggas is murder happy\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started sellin' rock right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":39615048,"name":"Stand Up","trackName":"Stand Up","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Urban Legend","duration":332.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah\nCheck this out, my nigga (what's up?)\nIt's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)\nThat got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)\nBut when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)\nThey can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said\nNaw, I ain't say that, he said that\nIf you got somethin' to say, my nigga\nStand up for what you sayin', my nigga\nTell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga\nYeah\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nYou got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\nYour mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\nOne-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\nWant to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\nI'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\nPull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\nSee you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\nHa, 'cause that's the end of the saga\nThe end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\nGo lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\nAnd that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\nMan, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\nOr recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\nAyy, dig this, man\nI spent my childhood in a wild hood\nAnd all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\nBut make it understood\nYou gon' have to show me\nI'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nDearly beloved, we're gathered here today\nTo marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\nDo you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\nAnd when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\nDo you swear to turn this chopper\nOn any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\nAnd do you promise to keep 'em handy\nAnd don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\nAnd keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\nUnless somebody, who want 'em in his body\nTo love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\nFrom the bottom of your heart\n'Til death do you fuckin' part?\nDo you understand to live, to lie by 'em\nIs to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\nI know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\nShit, all them motherfuckers dead\nAnd did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\nEnd up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\nWith a hundred round fuckin' drum\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand up\nShit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\nOnly way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\nWeezy F middle finger to life\nSo nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\nYet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\nHealin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\nI'm pitchin' it, it's really good\nSmokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\nAnd I'll probably shit on ya bitch\nProbably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\nNasty, Holly Grove classic\nPollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\nAsk him\nWe don't give a fuck about a casket\nNigga, this the murder cappy\nNiggas is murder happy\nTwelve years old, I jumped off the pot\nI started sellin' rock right after I got shot\nI had to hold my weight down\nPussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\nStand up\nIf you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\nSwing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\nStand up\nIf you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\nIf I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\nStand up\nYou don't want to see the triggerman bust\nHit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\nStand up\nTell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\nAnd if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\nStand 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your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass\n  Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash\n  One-forty-five and I'm out of your weight class\n  Want to survive? You better scramble like eggs and break fast\n  'Cause I know how to handle your fake ass\n  I'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash\n  Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass\n  See you layin' face down in the grass and I'll laugh\n  Ha, 'cause that's the end of the saga\n  The end of my problems, nigga, mash the Impala\n  Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow\n  And that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla\n  Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'\n  Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin\n  Ayy, dig this, man\n  I spent my childhood in a wild hood\n  And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good\n  But make it understood\n  You gon' have to show me\n  I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today\n  To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way\n  Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas\n  And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em?\n  Do you swear to turn this chopper\n  On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's tryin' to stop ya?\n  And do you promise to keep 'em handy\n  And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family\n  And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody\n  Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body\n  To love and cherish 'em from this trigger to a barrel\n  From the bottom of your heart\n  'Til death do you fuckin' part?\n  Do you understand to live, to lie by 'em\n  Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em\n  I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid\n  Shit, all them motherfuckers dead\n  And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West\n  End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?\n  'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun\n  With a hundred round fuckin' drum\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n  Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight\n  Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse\n  Weezy F middle finger to life\n  So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical\n  Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual\n  Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen\n  I'm pitchin' it, it's really good\n  Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish\n  And I'll probably shit on ya bitch\n  Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss\n  Nasty, Holly Grove classic\n  Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard\n  Ask him\n  We don't give a fuck about a casket\n  Nigga, this the murder cappy\n  Niggas is murder happy\n  Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot\n  I started sellin' rock right after I got shot\n  I had to hold my weight down\n  Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down\n  Stand up\n  If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck\n  Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker\n  Stand up\n  If you ain't notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck\n  If I said it then I meant it and what, fuck-nigga?\n  Stand up\n  You don't want to see the triggerman bust\n  Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to\n  Stand up\n  Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude\n  And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move\n  Stand up\n"},{"id":735696,"name":"Stand Up Guy","trackName":"Stand Up Guy","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"King","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut you ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me\nHey Hey\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks go glisten and the drops on 20's\nBend it over let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow, purple label? sweater\nThe stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if ya bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib and get her whole back so (sore)\nI'ma blow my dro', I'ma pop my peel\nAsk anybody wanna take a shot, I will\nMight see me in a different color drop, hot wheel\nWith the top down low, and the glock concealed\nI got my niggas who be racing up the block, One mil'\nIf the police try to chase me you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet send this .45 will be up in yo chest\nA lot of ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nHe could spend a 100k, any day, no stress\nThe watches is insane, the chain is grotesque\nStay single if you wanna but you gain no cash\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nYou done gave him too many chances, you're tired of being fair\nI give you the opportunity to ride with a player\nYou, me, and a couple of freaks in the ride with a player\nNevermind those outside, when they stare\nCause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause of one guy, you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know god see its hard, and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause you ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him man up nigga\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga\nReally swift, don't waste a hammer, body slam fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes and throw ya hands up with 'em\nYou ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but it's still so special\nFlat screens in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like I loan on treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a home-girl go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for-ever\nIf Vanessa wanna touch it just let her\nIf she laughed out loud, I'll be shocked if we just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four peels left, do you wanna come with?","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\n[00:39.01] Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n[00:41.59] With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n[00:43.01] I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n[00:45.43] If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n[00:47.97] I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n[00:50.55] Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n[00:52.32] Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n[00:54.62] Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n[00:56.38] The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n[00:59.09] Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n[01:00.80] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:03.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:05.76] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[01:07.66] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[01:10.09] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[01:12.42] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:14.49] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[01:16.58] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[01:18.56] If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n[01:21.24] And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n[01:23.23] I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n[01:24.94] You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n[01:27.47] Nevermind those outside when they stare\n[01:30.15] 'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n[01:32.09] Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n[01:34.78] As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n[01:36.73] Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n[01:39.26] I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n[01:40.80] You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n[01:43.17] I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n[01:46.38] You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: King\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga\n  Really swift, don't waste a hammer, body slam fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes and throw ya hands up with 'em\n  You ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but it's still so special\n  Flat screens in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like I loan on treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n  Told her if she got a home-girl go tell her\n  That I got a hard rug, I could go for-ever\n  If Vanessa wanna touch it just let her\n  If she laughed out loud, I'll be shocked if we just met her\n  Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n  And it's four peels left, do you wanna come with?\n"},{"id":32428837,"name":"Stand Up Guy","trackName":"Stand Up Guy","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"King","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n(Hey, Hey)\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nBitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\nI'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\nAsk anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? 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My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: King\n  duration_ms: 192000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? 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My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: The KING\n  duration_ms: 192000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n  start_ms: 106380\n  end_ms: 109110\n- text: Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  start_ms: 109110\n  end_ms: 112170\n- text: This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  start_ms: 112170\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 115750\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 115750\n  end_ms: 116540\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 116540\n  end_ms: 118950\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 118950\n  end_ms: 120470\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 120470\n  end_ms: 122470\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 122470\n  end_ms: 125140\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 125140\n  end_ms: 127370\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  start_ms: 127370\n  end_ms: 129070\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 129070\n  end_ms: 131580\n- text: Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  start_ms: 131580\n  end_ms: 133940\n- text: Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  start_ms: 133940\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 138280\n- text: Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  start_ms: 138280\n  end_ms: 140260\n- text: I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  start_ms: 140260\n  end_ms: 142420\n- text: Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? 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I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? 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My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: Kings Court\n  duration_ms: 63190\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n  start_ms: 106380\n  end_ms: 109110\n- text: Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  start_ms: 109110\n  end_ms: 112170\n- text: This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  start_ms: 112170\n  end_ms: 114400\n- text: Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n  start_ms: 114400\n  end_ms: 115750\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 115750\n  end_ms: 116540\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 116540\n  end_ms: 118950\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 118950\n  end_ms: 120470\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 120470\n  end_ms: 122470\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 122470\n  end_ms: 125140\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 125140\n  end_ms: 127370\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  start_ms: 127370\n  end_ms: 129070\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 129070\n  end_ms: 131580\n- text: Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  start_ms: 131580\n  end_ms: 133940\n- text: Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  start_ms: 133940\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 138280\n- text: Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  start_ms: 138280\n  end_ms: 140260\n- text: I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  start_ms: 140260\n  end_ms: 142420\n- text: Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? 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I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: stand up guy\n  artist: t.i.\n  album: KING(Retail)\n  duration_ms: 196075\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n  Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n  That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n  She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n  She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n  Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n  And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n"},{"id":23475870,"name":"Stand Up Guy","trackName":"Stand Up Guy","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"The King (Advance)","duration":204.199184,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n(Hey, Hey)\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nBitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\nI'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\nAsk anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: The King (Advance)\n  duration_ms: 204199\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? 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I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: King Disc 1\n  duration_ms: 195683\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n  Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n  That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n  She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n  She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n  Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n  And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n"},{"id":24411070,"name":"Stand Up Guy","trackName":"Stand Up Guy","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"King (Advance)","duration":204.199184,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut you ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me\nHey Hey\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks go glisten and the drops on 20's\nBend it over let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow, purple label? sweater\nThe stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if ya bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib and get her whole back so (sore)\nI'ma blow my dro', I'ma pop my peel\nAsk anybody wanna take a shot, I will\nMight see me in a different color drop, hot wheel\nWith the top down low, and the glock concealed\nI got my niggas who be racing up the block, One mil'\nIf the police try to chase me you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet send this .45 will be up in yo chest\nA lot of ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nHe could spend a 100k, any day, no stress\nThe watches is insane, the chain is grotesque\nStay single if you wanna but you gain no cash\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nYou done gave him too many chances, you're tired of being fair\nI give you the opportunity to ride with a player\nYou, me, and a couple of freaks in the ride with a player\nNevermind those outside, when they stare\nCause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause of one guy, you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know god see its hard, and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause you ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him man up nigga\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga\nReally swift, don't waste a hammer, body slam fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes and throw ya hands up with 'em\nYou ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but it's still so special\nFlat screens in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like I loan on treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a home-girl go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for-ever\nIf Vanessa wanna touch it just let her\nIf she laughed out loud, I'll be shocked if we just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four peels left, do you wanna come with?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: King (Advance)\n  duration_ms: 204199\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  But you ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me\n  Hey Hey\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks go glisten and the drops on 20's\n  Bend it over let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow, purple label? sweater\n  The stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  And she can't stop lookin' I know ya bitch like those\n  And she chose, ain't no question if ya bitch might blow\n  Just get her to the crib and get her whole back so (sore)\n  I'ma blow my dro', I'ma pop my peel\n  Ask anybody wanna take a shot, I will\n  Might see me in a different color drop, hot wheel\n  With the top down low, and the glock concealed\n  I got my niggas who be racing up the block, One mil'\n  If the police try to chase me you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet send this .45 will be up in yo chest\n  A lot of ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  He could spend a 100k, any day, no stress\n  The watches is insane, the chain is grotesque\n  Stay single if you wanna but you gain no cash\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  You done gave him too many chances, you're tired of being fair\n  I give you the opportunity to ride with a player\n  You, me, and a couple of freaks in the ride with a player\n  Nevermind those outside, when they stare\n  Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because of one guy, you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know god see its hard, and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause you ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him man up nigga\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga\n  Really swift, don't waste a hammer, body slam fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes and throw ya hands up with 'em\n  You ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but it's still so special\n  Flat screens in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like I loan on treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n  Told her if she got a home-girl go tell her\n  That I got a hard rug, I could go for-ever\n  If Vanessa wanna touch it just let her\n  If she laughed out loud, I'll be shocked if we just met her\n  Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n  And it's four peels left, do you wanna come with?\n"},{"id":13157455,"name":"Stand Up Guy","trackName":"Stand Up Guy","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"Gangsta Grillz: The Leak","duration":195.474286,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\nBut ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n(Hey, Hey)\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nBitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\nAnd she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\nAnd she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\nJust get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\nI'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\nAsk anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\n[00:39.01] Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n[00:41.59] With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n[00:43.01] I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n[00:45.43] If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n[00:47.97] I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n[00:50.55] Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n[00:52.32] Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n[00:54.62] Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n[00:56.38] The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n[00:59.09] Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n[01:00.80] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:03.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:05.76] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[01:07.66] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[01:10.09] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[01:12.42] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:14.49] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[01:16.58] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[01:18.56] If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n[01:21.24] And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n[01:23.23] I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n[01:24.94] You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n[01:27.47] Nevermind those outside when they stare\n[01:30.15] 'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n[01:32.09] Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n[01:34.78] As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n[01:36.73] Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n[01:39.26] I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n[01:40.80] You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n[01:43.17] I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n[01:46.38] You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: 'Gangsta Grillz: The Leak'\n  duration_ms: 195474\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? 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I will\"\nMight see me in a different color drop hot wheel\nWith the top down low and the Glock concealed\nI got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\nIf the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\nI got skills, anybody wanna come test\nBet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\nYeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\nWho could spend 100k any day, no stress\nThe watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\nStay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nIf you got a man and you're tired of being there\nAnd done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\nI offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\nYou, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\nNevermind those outside when they stare\n'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\nBecause it's one guy and you decided to share\nAs long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\nMan, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\nI know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\nYou can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\nI look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\nYou really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\nWanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\nThis Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\nGo and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\nNiggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\nTry to stay low key but I'm still so special\nFlat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\nJewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\nI'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\nTold her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\nTold her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\nThat I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\nShe said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\nShe laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\nBought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\nAnd it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\nI see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\nBend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\nI say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\nIf you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\nBecause it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\nLike that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.95] Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n[00:06.16] But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n[00:08.52] (Hey, Hey)\n[00:09.49] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[00:10.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:12.45] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[00:14.24] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[00:16.28] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[00:19.43] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[00:21.62] Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n[00:23.54] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[00:25.50] Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n[00:28.28] And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n[00:30.67] And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n[00:32.72] Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n[00:34.73] I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n[00:36.82] Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? I will\"\n[00:39.01] Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n[00:41.59] With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n[00:43.01] I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n[00:45.43] If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n[00:47.97] I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n[00:50.55] Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n[00:52.32] Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n[00:54.62] Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n[00:56.38] The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n[00:59.09] Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n[01:00.80] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:03.63] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:05.76] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[01:07.66] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[01:10.09] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[01:12.42] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:14.49] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[01:16.58] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[01:18.56] If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n[01:21.24] And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n[01:23.23] I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n[01:24.94] You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n[01:27.47] Nevermind those outside when they stare\n[01:30.15] 'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n[01:32.09] Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n[01:34.78] As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n[01:36.73] Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n[01:39.26] I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n[01:40.80] You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n[01:43.17] I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n[01:46.38] You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n[01:49.11] Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n[01:52.17] This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n[01:54.40] Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n[01:55.75] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[01:56.54] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[01:58.95] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:00.47] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:02.47] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:05.14] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:07.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:09.07] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[02:11.58] Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n[02:13.94] Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n[02:16.03] Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n[02:18.28] Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n[02:20.26] I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n[02:22.42] Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n[02:24.87] Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n[02:27.52] That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n[02:29.66] She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n[02:31.80] She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n[02:33.77] Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n[02:36.53] And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n[02:38.47] I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n[02:40.56] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:42.12] Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n[02:44.69] Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n[02:46.53] I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n[02:48.82] If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n[02:51.37] Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n[02:53.42] Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n[03:03.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stand Up Guy\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: King\n  duration_ms: 198000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before\n  start_ms: 2950\n  end_ms: 6160\n- text: But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though\n  start_ms: 6160\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: (Hey, Hey)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 9490\n- text: I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 9490\n  end_ms: 10630\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 10630\n  end_ms: 12450\n- text: Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  start_ms: 12450\n  end_ms: 14240\n- text: Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  start_ms: 14240\n  end_ms: 16280\n- text: I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 19430\n- text: If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  start_ms: 19430\n  end_ms: 21620\n- text: Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar\n  start_ms: 21620\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 25500\n- text: Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa\n  start_ms: 25500\n  end_ms: 28280\n- text: And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those\n  start_ms: 28280\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Ask anybody, \"Wanna take a shot? 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I will\"\n  Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel\n  With the top down low and the Glock concealed\n  I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil\n  If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal\n  I got skills, anybody wanna come test\n  Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest\n  Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh\n  Who could spend 100k any day, no stress\n  The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque\n  Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  If you got a man and you're tired of being there\n  And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair\n  I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa\n  You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa\n  Nevermind those outside when they stare\n  'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare\n  Because it's one guy and you decided to share\n  As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?\n  Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center\n  I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga\n  You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga\n  I look him in the eye and tell him, \"Man up, nigga!\"\n  You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga\n  Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga\n  This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas\n  Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n\n  Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special\n  Try to stay low key but I'm still so special\n  Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser\n  Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure\n  I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather\n  Told her \"Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure\"\n  Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her\n  That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever\n  She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her\n  She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her\n  Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth\n  And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?\n\n  I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's\n  Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me\n  I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high\n  If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy\n  Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar\n  Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater\n"}]