[{"id":24583496,"name":"The Comeback","trackName":"The Comeback","artistName":"TQ","albumName":"They Never Saw Me Coming","duration":366.053333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo\nWhat's up?\nAy what's up nigga?\nGuess what nigga?\nWhat?\nI done found them niggas\nYou done found 'em?\nFo' sho'\nNo shit?\nAnd guess where they at?\nWhere they at?\nIn your hood\nOh it's on\nNigga you need to get down here now\nI'm on my way\nWhat? They shot your baby momma what?\nOh shit\nAw man, aw nah, it's gonna be hella\nReal boss shit\nGotta gobble these niggas up man\nYup\nReal boss shit\nI ain't got nothin' else to live for homie\nWhat else is there to be for?\nThese niggas want war, come on let's get these niggas\n\nI'm rollin' through the streets me and my homeboys want it\nHave you seen me with it on everything that's what we talkin' 'bout\nTalkin' 'bout jackin' murder robberies we specialize in that\nWe'll make our pockets fat, with weed pistols and crack\nAs a youngsta livin' it up growin' up in this ghetto town\nAutomatic weapons wanna spray the town\nLayin' gang down hangin' out bangin' all around\nSmackin' fools in they mouth no doubt\nShowin' these fools what we all about\nBig clout and money that's what we all about\nYou see we die for this color, money, respect and honor\nSerious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars\nI'm crucial, I'm crucial to those who test\nWanna be a G represent the set\nSee this ain't nothin' new homeboy see we ain't got stupid yet\nSee we the finest of the finest and the bosses of the bosses\nDoin' what we doin' major clout and so we flossin'\nGet the fuck out the way\nCause see if you come homeboy then my niggas don't play\n\nI'm up at mom's house taped up\nThree months rehabilitatin' finally got my weight back up\nShe told me \"I'm gon' pray to God that you'll be alright\"\nThat's my only momma nigga she knows what's on my mind\nYou shot my girlfriend when she was three months\nThere went my children found out it was more than one\nYou got me limpin' and I can't move as fast\nBut I swear on baby grave that I'ma get that ass\nWhat about my little sister? She used to get good grades\nBut now she paranoid goin' to school with a .38\nNow how much of this do you think I'm gon' take?\nNigga I'm comin' back\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nFriday night again and I got a new bitch\nBust a left on 120th I see you slippin'\nThere's niggas in my hood tell me how can this be?\nGotta thank the Lord for sendin' this blessin' down to me\nI get my Glock ready and he can't shoot this time\nCause I been fiendin' and dreamin' this motherfucker's mine\nI let my heat fly I see him fallin' down\nAnd all I'm hearin' is kaplow kaplow blow blow\nAfter the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin'\nI'm tryin' to figure out but all I see is demons\nFather forgive me if I hurt this child let me die tonight\nI looked up to the Beamer see the kids alright\nI hand him to his cryin' momma tell her turn away\nSomebody punched up daddy number and it's judgement day\nFor anybody askin' questions you didn't even see my face\nI'm comin' back\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nYeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas\nIf you gonna blast then blast if you gonna think think fast\nI'm movin' in motion a double dosage of doja\nGimme a quart of water nigga ride his ride slip slide dash\nI slash cop fuck aim and blast, blast dash, dash stash, dash with dash\nTQ what the fuck they really wanna do?\nLike they don't know a thing about me and you\nDon't trip don't act a ass don't do shit 'less you down to blast\nG'd up rollin' with pounds of hash 40 cal colt in the back a stash\nNever go to sleep, homie you sleep, bet not tweak, fuck you tweak\nPunk what the fuck TQ Kurupt master dash two hits and pass\nYeah first to last bound to bounce I'ma\nRound 'em up then I'ma round 'em out\nI'ma blaze a ounce I'ma blaze a stick\nI'ma hit 'em with some gangsta shit\nCigarettes dip joints dip fears pierce and shit when the AK spit\nGangsta\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nGangsta, TQ, Dogg Pound\nNo bitches allowed","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Comeback\n  artist: TQ\n  album: They Never Saw Me Coming\n  duration_ms: 366053\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo\n  What's up?\n  Ay what's up nigga?\n  Guess what nigga?\n  What?\n  I done found them niggas\n  You done found 'em?\n  Fo' sho'\n  No shit?\n  And guess where they at?\n  Where they at?\n  In your hood\n  Oh it's on\n  Nigga you need to get down here now\n  I'm on my way\n  What? They shot your baby momma what?\n  Oh shit\n  Aw man, aw nah, it's gonna be hella\n  Real boss shit\n  Gotta gobble these niggas up man\n  Yup\n  Real boss shit\n  I ain't got nothin' else to live for homie\n  What else is there to be for?\n  These niggas want war, come on let's get these niggas\n\n  I'm rollin' through the streets me and my homeboys want it\n  Have you seen me with it on everything that's what we talkin' 'bout\n  Talkin' 'bout jackin' murder robberies we specialize in that\n  We'll make our pockets fat, with weed pistols and crack\n  As a youngsta livin' it up growin' up in this ghetto town\n  Automatic weapons wanna spray the town\n  Layin' gang down hangin' out bangin' all around\n  Smackin' fools in they mouth no doubt\n  Showin' these fools what we all about\n  Big clout and money that's what we all about\n  You see we die for this color, money, respect and honor\n  Serious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars\n  I'm crucial, I'm crucial to those who test\n  Wanna be a G represent the set\n  See this ain't nothin' new homeboy see we ain't got stupid yet\n  See we the finest of the finest and the bosses of the bosses\n  Doin' what we doin' major clout and so we flossin'\n  Get the fuck out the way\n  Cause see if you come homeboy then my niggas don't play\n\n  I'm up at mom's house taped up\n  Three months rehabilitatin' finally got my weight back up\n  She told me \"I'm gon' pray to God that you'll be alright\"\n  That's my only momma nigga she knows what's on my mind\n  You shot my girlfriend when she was three months\n  There went my children found out it was more than one\n  You got me limpin' and I can't move as fast\n  But I swear on baby grave that I'ma get that ass\n  What about my little sister? She used to get good grades\n  But now she paranoid goin' to school with a .38\n  Now how much of this do you think I'm gon' take?\n  Nigga I'm comin' back\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Friday night again and I got a new bitch\n  Bust a left on 120th I see you slippin'\n  There's niggas in my hood tell me how can this be?\n  Gotta thank the Lord for sendin' this blessin' down to me\n  I get my Glock ready and he can't shoot this time\n  Cause I been fiendin' and dreamin' this motherfucker's mine\n  I let my heat fly I see him fallin' down\n  And all I'm hearin' is kaplow kaplow blow blow\n  After the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin'\n  I'm tryin' to figure out but all I see is demons\n  Father forgive me if I hurt this child let me die tonight\n  I looked up to the Beamer see the kids alright\n  I hand him to his cryin' momma tell her turn away\n  Somebody punched up daddy number and it's judgement day\n  For anybody askin' questions you didn't even see my face\n  I'm comin' back\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Yeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas\n  If you gonna blast then blast if you gonna think think fast\n  I'm movin' in motion a double dosage of doja\n  Gimme a quart of water nigga ride his ride slip slide dash\n  I slash cop fuck aim and blast, blast dash, dash stash, dash with dash\n  TQ what the fuck they really wanna do?\n  Like they don't know a thing about me and you\n  Don't trip don't act a ass don't do shit 'less you down to blast\n  G'd up rollin' with pounds of hash 40 cal colt in the back a stash\n  Never go to sleep, homie you sleep, bet not tweak, fuck you tweak\n  Punk what the fuck TQ Kurupt master dash two hits and pass\n  Yeah first to last bound to bounce I'ma\n  Round 'em up then I'ma round 'em out\n  I'ma blaze a ounce I'ma blaze a stick\n  I'ma hit 'em with some gangsta shit\n  Cigarettes dip joints dip fears pierce and shit when the AK spit\n  Gangsta\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Gangsta, TQ, Dogg Pound\n  No bitches allowed\n"},{"id":31819039,"name":"The Comeback (feat. Daz Dillinger & Kurupt)","trackName":"The Comeback (feat. Daz Dillinger & Kurupt)","artistName":"TQ","albumName":"They Never Saw Me Coming","duration":366.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo\nWhat's up?\nAy what's up nigga?\nGuess what nigga?\nWhat?\nI done found them niggas\nYou done found 'em?\nFo' sho'\nNo shit?\nAnd guess where they at?\nWhere they at?\nIn your hood\nOh it's on\nNigga you need to get down here now\nI'm on my way\nWhat? They shot your baby momma what?\nOh shit\nAw man, aw nah, it's gonna be hella\nReal boss shit\nGotta gobble these niggas up man\nYup\nReal boss shit\nI ain't got nothin' else to live for homie\nWhat else is there to be for?\nThese niggas want war, come on let's get these niggas\n\nI'm rollin' through the streets me and my homeboys want it\nHave you seen me with it on everything that's what we talkin' 'bout\nTalkin' 'bout jackin' murder robberies we specialize in that\nWe'll make our pockets fat, with weed pistols and crack\nAs a youngsta livin' it up growin' up in this ghetto town\nAutomatic weapons wanna spray the town\nLayin' gang down hangin' out bangin' all around\nSmackin' fools in they mouth no doubt\nShowin' these fools what we all about\nBig clout and money that's what we all about\nYou see we die for this color, money, respect and honor\nSerious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars\nI'm crucial, I'm crucial to those who test\nWanna be a G represent the set\nSee this ain't nothin' new homeboy see we ain't got stupid yet\nSee we the finest of the finest and the bosses of the bosses\nDoin' what we doin' major clout and so we flossin'\nGet the fuck out the way\nCause see if you come homeboy then my niggas don't play\n\nI'm up at mom's house taped up\nThree months rehabilitatin' finally got my weight back up\nShe told me \"I'm gon' pray to God that you'll be alright\"\nThat's my only momma nigga she knows what's on my mind\nYou shot my girlfriend when she was three months\nThere went my children found out it was more than one\nYou got me limpin' and I can't move as fast\nBut I swear on baby grave that I'ma get that ass\nWhat about my little sister? She used to get good grades\nBut now she paranoid goin' to school with a .38\nNow how much of this do you think I'm gon' take?\nNigga I'm comin' back\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nFriday night again and I got a new bitch\nBust a left on 120th I see you slippin'\nThere's niggas in my hood tell me how can this be?\nGotta thank the Lord for sendin' this blessin' down to me\nI get my Glock ready and he can't shoot this time\nCause I been fiendin' and dreamin' this motherfucker's mine\nI let my heat fly I see him fallin' down\nAnd all I'm hearin' is kaplow kaplow blow blow\nAfter the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin'\nI'm tryin' to figure out but all I see is demons\nFather forgive me if I hurt this child let me die tonight\nI looked up to the Beamer see the kids alright\nI hand him to his cryin' momma tell her turn away\nSomebody punched up daddy number and it's judgement day\nFor anybody askin' questions you didn't even see my face\nI'm comin' back\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nYeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas\nIf you gonna blast then blast if you gonna think think fast\nI'm movin' in motion a double dosage of doja\nGimme a quart of water nigga ride his ride slip slide dash\nI slash cop fuck aim and blast, blast dash, dash stash, dash with dash\nTQ what the fuck they really wanna do?\nLike they don't know a thing about me and you\nDon't trip don't act a ass don't do shit 'less you down to blast\nG'd up rollin' with pounds of hash 40 cal colt in the back a stash\nNever go to sleep, homie you sleep, bet not tweak, fuck you tweak\nPunk what the fuck TQ Kurupt master dash two hits and pass\nYeah first to last bound to bounce I'ma\nRound 'em up then I'ma round 'em out\nI'ma blaze a ounce I'ma blaze a stick\nI'ma hit 'em with some gangsta shit\nCigarettes dip joints dip fears pierce and shit when the AK spit\nGangsta\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nGangsta, TQ, Dogg Pound\nNo bitches allowed","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Comeback (feat. Daz Dillinger & Kurupt)\n  artist: TQ\n  album: They Never Saw Me Coming\n  duration_ms: 366000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo\n  What's up?\n  Ay what's up nigga?\n  Guess what nigga?\n  What?\n  I done found them niggas\n  You done found 'em?\n  Fo' sho'\n  No shit?\n  And guess where they at?\n  Where they at?\n  In your hood\n  Oh it's on\n  Nigga you need to get down here now\n  I'm on my way\n  What? They shot your baby momma what?\n  Oh shit\n  Aw man, aw nah, it's gonna be hella\n  Real boss shit\n  Gotta gobble these niggas up man\n  Yup\n  Real boss shit\n  I ain't got nothin' else to live for homie\n  What else is there to be for?\n  These niggas want war, come on let's get these niggas\n\n  I'm rollin' through the streets me and my homeboys want it\n  Have you seen me with it on everything that's what we talkin' 'bout\n  Talkin' 'bout jackin' murder robberies we specialize in that\n  We'll make our pockets fat, with weed pistols and crack\n  As a youngsta livin' it up growin' up in this ghetto town\n  Automatic weapons wanna spray the town\n  Layin' gang down hangin' out bangin' all around\n  Smackin' fools in they mouth no doubt\n  Showin' these fools what we all about\n  Big clout and money that's what we all about\n  You see we die for this color, money, respect and honor\n  Serious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars\n  I'm crucial, I'm crucial to those who test\n  Wanna be a G represent the set\n  See this ain't nothin' new homeboy see we ain't got stupid yet\n  See we the finest of the finest and the bosses of the bosses\n  Doin' what we doin' major clout and so we flossin'\n  Get the fuck out the way\n  Cause see if you come homeboy then my niggas don't play\n\n  I'm up at mom's house taped up\n  Three months rehabilitatin' finally got my weight back up\n  She told me \"I'm gon' pray to God that you'll be alright\"\n  That's my only momma nigga she knows what's on my mind\n  You shot my girlfriend when she was three months\n  There went my children found out it was more than one\n  You got me limpin' and I can't move as fast\n  But I swear on baby grave that I'ma get that ass\n  What about my little sister? She used to get good grades\n  But now she paranoid goin' to school with a .38\n  Now how much of this do you think I'm gon' take?\n  Nigga I'm comin' back\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Friday night again and I got a new bitch\n  Bust a left on 120th I see you slippin'\n  There's niggas in my hood tell me how can this be?\n  Gotta thank the Lord for sendin' this blessin' down to me\n  I get my Glock ready and he can't shoot this time\n  Cause I been fiendin' and dreamin' this motherfucker's mine\n  I let my heat fly I see him fallin' down\n  And all I'm hearin' is kaplow kaplow blow blow\n  After the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin'\n  I'm tryin' to figure out but all I see is demons\n  Father forgive me if I hurt this child let me die tonight\n  I looked up to the Beamer see the kids alright\n  I hand him to his cryin' momma tell her turn away\n  Somebody punched up daddy number and it's judgement day\n  For anybody askin' questions you didn't even see my face\n  I'm comin' back\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Yeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas\n  If you gonna blast then blast if you gonna think think fast\n  I'm movin' in motion a double dosage of doja\n  Gimme a quart of water nigga ride his ride slip slide dash\n  I slash cop fuck aim and blast, blast dash, dash stash, dash with dash\n  TQ what the fuck they really wanna do?\n  Like they don't know a thing about me and you\n  Don't trip don't act a ass don't do shit 'less you down to blast\n  G'd up rollin' with pounds of hash 40 cal colt in the back a stash\n  Never go to sleep, homie you sleep, bet not tweak, fuck you tweak\n  Punk what the fuck TQ Kurupt master dash two hits and pass\n  Yeah first to last bound to bounce I'ma\n  Round 'em up then I'ma round 'em out\n  I'ma blaze a ounce I'ma blaze a stick\n  I'ma hit 'em with some gangsta shit\n  Cigarettes dip joints dip fears pierce and shit when the AK spit\n  Gangsta\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Gangsta, TQ, Dogg Pound\n  No bitches allowed\n"},{"id":24296001,"name":"The Comeback (feat. Daz Dillinger & Kurupt)","trackName":"The Comeback (feat. Daz Dillinger & Kurupt)","artistName":"TQ","albumName":"Unknown","duration":365.6881629,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo\nWhat's up?\nAy what's up nigga?\nGuess what nigga?\nWhat?\nI done found them niggas\nYou done found 'em?\nFo' sho'\nNo shit?\nAnd guess where they at?\nWhere they at?\nIn your hood\nOh it's on\nNigga you need to get down here now\nI'm on my way\nWhat? They shot your baby momma what?\nOh shit\nAw man, aw nah, it's gonna be hella\nReal boss shit\nGotta gobble these niggas up man\nYup\nReal boss shit\nI ain't got nothin' else to live for homie\nWhat else is there to be for?\nThese niggas want war, come on let's get these niggas\n\nI'm rollin' through the streets me and my homeboys want it\nHave you seen me with it on everything that's what we talkin' 'bout\nTalkin' 'bout jackin' murder robberies we specialize in that\nWe'll make our pockets fat, with weed pistols and crack\nAs a youngsta livin' it up growin' up in this ghetto town\nAutomatic weapons wanna spray the town\nLayin' gang down hangin' out bangin' all around\nSmackin' fools in they mouth no doubt\nShowin' these fools what we all about\nBig clout and money that's what we all about\nYou see we die for this color, money, respect and honor\nSerious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars\nI'm crucial, I'm crucial to those who test\nWanna be a G represent the set\nSee this ain't nothin' new homeboy see we ain't got stupid yet\nSee we the finest of the finest and the bosses of the bosses\nDoin' what we doin' major clout and so we flossin'\nGet the fuck out the way\nCause see if you come homeboy then my niggas don't play\n\nI'm up at mom's house taped up\nThree months rehabilitatin' finally got my weight back up\nShe told me \"I'm gon' pray to God that you'll be alright\"\nThat's my only momma nigga she knows what's on my mind\nYou shot my girlfriend when she was three months\nThere went my children found out it was more than one\nYou got me limpin' and I can't move as fast\nBut I swear on baby grave that I'ma get that ass\nWhat about my little sister? She used to get good grades\nBut now she paranoid goin' to school with a .38\nNow how much of this do you think I'm gon' take?\nNigga I'm comin' back\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nFriday night again and I got a new bitch\nBust a left on 120th I see you slippin'\nThere's niggas in my hood tell me how can this be?\nGotta thank the Lord for sendin' this blessin' down to me\nI get my Glock ready and he can't shoot this time\nCause I been fiendin' and dreamin' this motherfucker's mine\nI let my heat fly I see him fallin' down\nAnd all I'm hearin' is kaplow kaplow blow blow\nAfter the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin'\nI'm tryin' to figure out but all I see is demons\nFather forgive me if I hurt this child let me die tonight\nI looked up to the Beamer see the kids alright\nI hand him to his cryin' momma tell her turn away\nSomebody punched up daddy number and it's judgement day\nFor anybody askin' questions you didn't even see my face\nI'm comin' back\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nYeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas\nIf you gonna blast then blast if you gonna think think fast\nI'm movin' in motion a double dosage of doja\nGimme a quart of water nigga ride his ride slip slide dash\nI slash cop fuck aim and blast, blast dash, dash stash, dash with dash\nTQ what the fuck they really wanna do?\nLike they don't know a thing about me and you\nDon't trip don't act a ass don't do shit 'less you down to blast\nG'd up rollin' with pounds of hash 40 cal colt in the back a stash\nNever go to sleep, homie you sleep, bet not tweak, fuck you tweak\nPunk what the fuck TQ Kurupt master dash two hits and pass\nYeah first to last bound to bounce I'ma\nRound 'em up then I'ma round 'em out\nI'ma blaze a ounce I'ma blaze a stick\nI'ma hit 'em with some gangsta shit\nCigarettes dip joints dip fears pierce and shit when the AK spit\nGangsta\n\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\nAnd you better be watchin' everyone you meet\nMight not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\nI won't lay down before you do that's on me\nI'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\nAll I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\nI might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\nGangsta, TQ, Dogg Pound\nNo bitches allowed","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Comeback (feat. Daz Dillinger & Kurupt)\n  artist: TQ\n  album: Unknown\n  duration_ms: 365688\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo\n  What's up?\n  Ay what's up nigga?\n  Guess what nigga?\n  What?\n  I done found them niggas\n  You done found 'em?\n  Fo' sho'\n  No shit?\n  And guess where they at?\n  Where they at?\n  In your hood\n  Oh it's on\n  Nigga you need to get down here now\n  I'm on my way\n  What? They shot your baby momma what?\n  Oh shit\n  Aw man, aw nah, it's gonna be hella\n  Real boss shit\n  Gotta gobble these niggas up man\n  Yup\n  Real boss shit\n  I ain't got nothin' else to live for homie\n  What else is there to be for?\n  These niggas want war, come on let's get these niggas\n\n  I'm rollin' through the streets me and my homeboys want it\n  Have you seen me with it on everything that's what we talkin' 'bout\n  Talkin' 'bout jackin' murder robberies we specialize in that\n  We'll make our pockets fat, with weed pistols and crack\n  As a youngsta livin' it up growin' up in this ghetto town\n  Automatic weapons wanna spray the town\n  Layin' gang down hangin' out bangin' all around\n  Smackin' fools in they mouth no doubt\n  Showin' these fools what we all about\n  Big clout and money that's what we all about\n  You see we die for this color, money, respect and honor\n  Serious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars\n  I'm crucial, I'm crucial to those who test\n  Wanna be a G represent the set\n  See this ain't nothin' new homeboy see we ain't got stupid yet\n  See we the finest of the finest and the bosses of the bosses\n  Doin' what we doin' major clout and so we flossin'\n  Get the fuck out the way\n  Cause see if you come homeboy then my niggas don't play\n\n  I'm up at mom's house taped up\n  Three months rehabilitatin' finally got my weight back up\n  She told me \"I'm gon' pray to God that you'll be alright\"\n  That's my only momma nigga she knows what's on my mind\n  You shot my girlfriend when she was three months\n  There went my children found out it was more than one\n  You got me limpin' and I can't move as fast\n  But I swear on baby grave that I'ma get that ass\n  What about my little sister? She used to get good grades\n  But now she paranoid goin' to school with a .38\n  Now how much of this do you think I'm gon' take?\n  Nigga I'm comin' back\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Friday night again and I got a new bitch\n  Bust a left on 120th I see you slippin'\n  There's niggas in my hood tell me how can this be?\n  Gotta thank the Lord for sendin' this blessin' down to me\n  I get my Glock ready and he can't shoot this time\n  Cause I been fiendin' and dreamin' this motherfucker's mine\n  I let my heat fly I see him fallin' down\n  And all I'm hearin' is kaplow kaplow blow blow\n  After the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin'\n  I'm tryin' to figure out but all I see is demons\n  Father forgive me if I hurt this child let me die tonight\n  I looked up to the Beamer see the kids alright\n  I hand him to his cryin' momma tell her turn away\n  Somebody punched up daddy number and it's judgement day\n  For anybody askin' questions you didn't even see my face\n  I'm comin' back\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Yeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas\n  If you gonna blast then blast if you gonna think think fast\n  I'm movin' in motion a double dosage of doja\n  Gimme a quart of water nigga ride his ride slip slide dash\n  I slash cop fuck aim and blast, blast dash, dash stash, dash with dash\n  TQ what the fuck they really wanna do?\n  Like they don't know a thing about me and you\n  Don't trip don't act a ass don't do shit 'less you down to blast\n  G'd up rollin' with pounds of hash 40 cal colt in the back a stash\n  Never go to sleep, homie you sleep, bet not tweak, fuck you tweak\n  Punk what the fuck TQ Kurupt master dash two hits and pass\n  Yeah first to last bound to bounce I'ma\n  Round 'em up then I'ma round 'em out\n  I'ma blaze a ounce I'ma blaze a stick\n  I'ma hit 'em with some gangsta shit\n  Cigarettes dip joints dip fears pierce and shit when the AK spit\n  Gangsta\n\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I'm comin' to get you nigga you made your bed now rest\n  And you better be watchin' everyone you meet\n  Might not be the one that stick ya it could be good friends\n  I won't lay down before you do that's on me\n  I'm tellin' you fuck what you been thinkin'\n  All I'm sayin' is you better not go to sleep\n  I might be waitin' to get ya I'm comin' back\n\n  Gangsta, TQ, Dogg Pound\n  No bitches allowed\n"}]