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(Fuck em) but guess what\n\nIf them Fedz only knew\nThat you were the one\nSellin' all the dope\nWhat would they do?\n\nIf them Fedz only knew\nThat you were the one\nHoldin' all them ki's\n\nThey would probably kick (probably kick)\nIn your door (in your door)\nThey would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\n\nSo you should be glad (you should be glad)\nThat they don't know (they don't know)\nCause now you don't have to worry\nMm\n\nI'm talkin' to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me\nBut let me tell ya partner, you ain't never cared for C\nI'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\nBut I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\nAnd stay away from my residence, lookin' for evidence\nYou act like a brother tryin' to kill a fuckin' president\nYa never find shit, my game's tight like the Bulls\nLike a full tank of gas, my bank account's full\nWord on street, C-Murder sellin' ki's, from overseas\nWhat, you want it?\nNigga, please\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch (hoe)\nMad cause a nigga went from rags to riches\nSlammin' Cadillac doors, it used to be a Regal\nStop lookin' for drug money\nCause now my shit's legal\nIf them feds only knew about my deals under the table\nIf them feds could only see I got mo' clients than cable\nThey'd probably kick, in my do'\nAnd put me face down on tha motherfuckin' flo'\nAnd take me to jail, but I'm out the next day\nCause niggas with lawyers, and money, don't play (we don't give a fuck)\nD.A. tryin' to tie me to them underground casinos\nWanna connect me to the Mafia in Reno\nEvery step I take, every move I make\nYou punk motherfucker be watchin', fuck y'all\n\nIf them Fedz only knew\nAbout them thugs\nOn the grind for you\nWhat would they do?\n\nIf them Fedz could only see\nHow you be gettin' ki's\nFrom overseas\n\nThey would probably kick (probably kick)\nIn your door (in your door)\nThey would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all ya dope (steal your dope)\n\nSo you should be glad (you should be glad)\nThat they don't know (they don't know)\nCause now you don't have to worry\n\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about the police\nJust the other day my lil' homie scored a quarter ki\nFrom the feds, tags got my phone tapped\nNiggas went to Florida, the homie got kidnapped\nNow the game is crazy, sometimes it's hectic\nMake me wanna jump in the Benz and ride up to Texas\nAnd ball with the niggas in the country\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds\nStacked higher than buildings, flip it into millions\nRollin in a zillion, of ghetto children\nPlushed out Lexus, niggas playin' taxes\nMansion with a Ferrari but the game is still hectic\nNiggas bout to turn to snitches, money-hungry bitches\nThe Dayton Family said FBI, we call em' robocop snitches\nGot me stressin' smokin' weed to keep my nerves calm\nAnd I'm livin' in this rap game like Al Capone\n\nIf them Fedz only knew\nThat you got politicians on your payroll too\nWhat would they do?\n\nIf them Fedz could only see\nThat you got CPA's\nWashing all your cheese\n\nThey would probably kick\nIn your door\nThey would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all ya dope\n\nSo you should be glad\nThat they don't know\nCause now you don't have to worry\nMm\n\nNow what if the feds only know, Silkk the Southside soldier\nPost up, sold more cola than Coca-Cola\nNow picture this, me ridin' in the drop-top Lex\nOn the block, with ya thot, then I roll up with the tech\nSee, I leave em' twisted like a Twizzler\nMy house have mo' stakeouts than Sizzler\nBut they don't understand a man, keep em' puzzled like the Riddler\nAnd first thang first, if worse came to worst\nThey never catch me in the Lex, I use mo' rent-a-cars than Hertz\nThey can't understand, how they had me, but I still got away\nLicense plate, out of state, in Jamaica the next day\nAin't tell the camera, caught em scanning\nBut I was ballin' in the manor\nNigga what?\nNow, bitch I'ma get away in Louisiana\nThat's why I stay more untouchable than air y'all\nThey had me tapped\nBut that's why mobile phone get mo' time than airports\nTo them ATFs and Feds\nY'all don't understand I stay one step ahead\nIf y'all only knew\n\nThey would probably kick (probably kick)\nIn your door (in your door)\nThey would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope (steal your dope)\n\nSo you should be glad (you should be glad)\nThat they don't know (they don't know)\nCause now you don't have to worry (or do you?)\nIf them Fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.91] Ha, ha what they say Mia? (Drug dealers)\n[00:05.85] Talkin' bout No Limit sellin' dope (All over the world)\n[00:08.95] They got ki's all over the country\n[00:11.55] CIA, Feds (All them)\n[00:15.06] Tap our phone (Jealous)\n[00:16.88] Harrassin' us (Fuckin' with us)\n[00:18.83] U know what I'm sayin? (Fuck em) but guess what\n[00:22.02] If them Fedz only knew\n[00:25.73] That you were the one\n[00:28.28] Sellin' all the dope\n[00:30.63] What would they do?\n[00:32.81] If them Fedz only knew\n[00:36.52] That you were the one\n[00:39.04] Holdin' all them ki's\n[00:42.79] They would probably kick (probably kick)\n[00:45.77] In your door (in your door)\n[00:48.16] They would probably arrest you\n[00:50.20] And steal all your dope\n[00:53.63] So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n[00:56.27] That they don't know (they don't know)\n[00:59.06] Cause now you don't have to worry\n[01:03.65] Mm\n[01:04.74] I'm talkin' to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me\n[01:07.46] But let me tell ya partner, you ain't never cared for C\n[01:10.14] I'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\n[01:12.81] But I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\n[01:15.26] And stay away from my residence, lookin' for evidence\n[01:18.57] You act like a brother tryin' to kill a fuckin' president\n[01:21.42] Ya never find shit, my game's tight like the Bulls\n[01:23.59] Like a full tank of gas, my bank account's full\n[01:26.55] Word on street, C-Murder sellin' ki's, from overseas\n[01:30.31] What, you want it?\n[01:31.03] Nigga, please\n[01:32.42] You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch (hoe)\n[01:35.47] Mad cause a nigga went from rags to riches\n[01:37.70] Slammin' Cadillac doors, it used to be a Regal\n[01:40.59] Stop lookin' for drug money\n[01:42.19] Cause now my shit's legal\n[01:43.33] If them feds only knew about my deals under the table\n[01:46.23] If them feds could only see I got mo' clients than cable\n[01:48.89] They'd probably kick, in my do'\n[01:51.56] And put me face down on tha motherfuckin' flo'\n[01:54.25] And take me to jail, but I'm out the next day\n[01:57.00] Cause niggas with lawyers, and money, don't play (we don't give a fuck)\n[01:59.79] D.A. tryin' to tie me to them underground casinos\n[02:02.72] Wanna connect me to the Mafia in Reno\n[02:05.09] Every step I take, every move I make\n[02:08.05] You punk motherfucker be watchin', fuck y'all\n[02:10.72] If them Fedz only knew\n[02:14.72] About them thugs\n[02:16.82] On the grind for you\n[02:19.20] What would they do?\n[02:21.58] If them Fedz could only see\n[02:25.65] How you be gettin' ki's\n[02:28.04] From overseas\n[02:31.31] They would probably kick (probably kick)\n[02:34.15] In your door (in your door)\n[02:37.00] They would probably arrest you\n[02:38.98] And steal all ya dope (steal your dope)\n[02:42.77] So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n[02:45.28] That they don't know (they don't know)\n[02:48.15] Cause now you don't have to worry\n[02:52.28] Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about the police\n[02:56.53] Just the other day my lil' homie scored a quarter ki\n[02:59.26] From the feds, tags got my phone tapped\n[03:01.76] Niggas went to Florida, the homie got kidnapped\n[03:04.51] Now the game is crazy, sometimes it's hectic\n[03:07.35] Make me wanna jump in the Benz and ride up to Texas\n[03:10.66] And ball with the niggas in the country\n[03:12.74] It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds\n[03:15.79] Stacked higher than buildings, flip it into millions\n[03:18.15] Rollin in a zillion, of ghetto children\n[03:20.99] Plushed out Lexus, niggas playin' taxes\n[03:23.62] Mansion with a Ferrari but the game is still hectic\n[03:26.34] Niggas bout to turn to snitches, money-hungry bitches\n[03:29.08] The Dayton Family said FBI, we call em' robocop snitches\n[03:32.36] Got me stressin' smokin' weed to keep my nerves calm\n[03:35.54] And I'm livin' in this rap game like Al Capone\n[03:38.23] If them Fedz only knew\n[03:41.19] That you got politicians on your payroll too\n[03:46.65] What would they do?\n[03:48.95] If them Fedz could only see\n[03:52.57] That you got CPA's\n[03:55.02] Washing all your cheese\n[03:58.42] They would probably kick\n[04:01.41] In your door\n[04:03.84] They would probably arrest you\n[04:06.16] And steal all ya dope\n[04:09.92] So you should be glad\n[04:12.42] That they don't know\n[04:15.13] Cause now you don't have to worry\n[04:19.61] Mm\n[04:20.68] Now what if the feds only know, Silkk the Southside soldier\n[04:23.93] Post up, sold more cola than Coca-Cola\n[04:26.53] Now picture this, me ridin' in the drop-top Lex\n[04:29.33] On the block, with ya thot, then I roll up with the tech\n[04:32.08] See, I leave em' twisted like a Twizzler\n[04:33.76] My house have mo' stakeouts than Sizzler\n[04:35.39] But they don't understand a man, keep em' puzzled like the Riddler\n[04:37.94] And first thang first, if worse came to worst\n[04:40.29] They never catch me in the Lex, I use mo' rent-a-cars than Hertz\n[04:43.27] They can't understand, how they had me, but I still got away\n[04:45.79] License plate, out of state, in Jamaica the next day\n[04:48.48] Ain't tell the camera, caught em scanning\n[04:50.00] But I was ballin' in the manor\n[04:51.23] Nigga what?\n[04:51.78] Now, bitch I'ma get away in Louisiana\n[04:53.97] That's why I stay more untouchable than air y'all\n[04:56.37] They had me tapped\n[04:57.52] But that's why mobile phone get mo' time than airports\n[04:59.85] To them ATFs and Feds\n[05:01.52] Y'all don't understand I stay one step ahead\n[05:03.47] If y'all only knew\n[05:04.42] They would probably kick (probably kick)\n[05:07.26] In your door (in your door)\n[05:09.79] They would probably arrest you\n[05:11.53] And steal all your dope (steal your dope)\n[05:14.80] So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n[05:17.96] That they don't know (they don't know)\n[05:20.46] Cause now you don't have to worry (or do you?)\n[05:26.92] If them Fedz only knew\n[05:30.38] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz\n  artist: TRU\n  album: FEDz\n  duration_ms: 341000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ha, ha what they say Mia? 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text: They would probably kick (probably kick)\n  start_ms: 304420\n  end_ms: 307260\n- text: In your door (in your door)\n  start_ms: 307260\n  end_ms: 309790\n- text: They would probably arrest you\n  start_ms: 309790\n  end_ms: 311530\n- text: And steal all your dope (steal your dope)\n  start_ms: 311530\n  end_ms: 314800\n- text: So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  start_ms: 314800\n  end_ms: 317960\n- text: That they don't know (they don't know)\n  start_ms: 317960\n  end_ms: 320460\n- text: Cause now you don't have to worry (or do you?)\n  start_ms: 320460\n  end_ms: 326920\n- text: If them Fedz only knew\n  start_ms: 326920\n  end_ms: 330380\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 330380\nplain: |-\n  Ha, ha what they say Mia? (Drug dealers)\n  Talkin' bout No Limit sellin' dope (All over the world)\n  They got ki's all over the country\n  CIA, Feds (All them)\n  Tap our phone (Jealous)\n  Harrassin' us (Fuckin' with us)\n  U know what I'm sayin? (Fuck em) but guess what\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  That you were the one\n  Sellin' all the dope\n  What would they do?\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  That you were the one\n  Holdin' all them ki's\n\n  They would probably kick (probably kick)\n  In your door (in your door)\n  They would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n\n  So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  That they don't know (they don't know)\n  Cause now you don't have to worry\n  Mm\n\n  I'm talkin' to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me\n  But let me tell ya partner, you ain't never cared for C\n  I'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\n  But I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\n  And stay away from my residence, lookin' for evidence\n  You act like a brother tryin' to kill a fuckin' president\n  Ya never find shit, my game's tight like the Bulls\n  Like a full tank of gas, my bank account's full\n  Word on street, C-Murder sellin' ki's, from overseas\n  What, you want it?\n  Nigga, please\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch (hoe)\n  Mad cause a nigga went from rags to riches\n  Slammin' Cadillac doors, it used to be a Regal\n  Stop lookin' for drug money\n  Cause now my shit's legal\n  If them feds only knew about my deals under the table\n  If them feds could only see I got mo' clients than cable\n  They'd probably kick, in my do'\n  And put me face down on tha motherfuckin' flo'\n  And take me to jail, but I'm out the next day\n  Cause niggas with lawyers, and money, don't play (we don't give a fuck)\n  D.A. tryin' to tie me to them underground casinos\n  Wanna connect me to the Mafia in Reno\n  Every step I take, every move I make\n  You punk motherfucker be watchin', fuck y'all\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  About them thugs\n  On the grind for you\n  What would they do?\n\n  If them Fedz could only see\n  How you be gettin' ki's\n  From overseas\n\n  They would probably kick (probably kick)\n  In your door (in your door)\n  They would probably arrest you\n  And steal all ya dope (steal your dope)\n\n  So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  That they don't know (they don't know)\n  Cause now you don't have to worry\n\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about the police\n  Just the other day my lil' homie scored a quarter ki\n  From the feds, tags got my phone tapped\n  Niggas went to Florida, the homie got kidnapped\n  Now the game is crazy, sometimes it's hectic\n  Make me wanna jump in the Benz and ride up to Texas\n  And ball with the niggas in the country\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds\n  Stacked higher than buildings, flip it into millions\n  Rollin in a zillion, of ghetto children\n  Plushed out Lexus, niggas playin' taxes\n  Mansion with a Ferrari but the game is still hectic\n  Niggas bout to turn to snitches, money-hungry bitches\n  The Dayton Family said FBI, we call em' robocop snitches\n  Got me stressin' smokin' weed to keep my nerves calm\n  And I'm livin' in this rap game like Al Capone\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  That you got politicians on your payroll too\n  What would they do?\n\n  If them Fedz could only see\n  That you got CPA's\n  Washing all your cheese\n\n  They would probably kick\n  In your door\n  They would probably arrest you\n  And steal all ya dope\n\n  So you should be glad\n  That they don't know\n  Cause now you don't have to worry\n  Mm\n\n  Now what if the feds only know, Silkk the Southside soldier\n  Post up, sold more cola than Coca-Cola\n  Now picture this, me ridin' in the drop-top Lex\n  On the block, with ya thot, then I roll up with the tech\n  See, I leave em' twisted like a Twizzler\n  My house have mo' stakeouts than Sizzler\n  But they don't understand a man, keep em' puzzled like the Riddler\n  And first thang first, if worse came to worst\n  They never catch me in the Lex, I use mo' rent-a-cars than Hertz\n  They can't understand, how they had me, but I still got away\n  License plate, out of state, in Jamaica the next day\n  Ain't tell the camera, caught em scanning\n  But I was ballin' in the manor\n  Nigga what?\n  Now, bitch I'ma get away in Louisiana\n  That's why I stay more untouchable than air y'all\n  They had me tapped\n  But that's why mobile phone get mo' time than airports\n  To them ATFs and Feds\n  Y'all don't understand I stay one step ahead\n  If y'all only knew\n\n  They would probably kick (probably kick)\n  In your door (in your door)\n  They would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope (steal your dope)\n\n  So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  That they don't know (they don't know)\n  Cause now you don't have to worry (or do you?)\n  If them Fedz only knew\n"},{"id":23599384,"name":"Fedz","trackName":"Fedz","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game","duration":371.573688,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fedz\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game\n  duration_ms: 371574\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":9665764,"name":"FEDz","trackName":"FEDz","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game","duration":342.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game\n  duration_ms: 342000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":37744626,"name":"FEDz","trackName":"FEDz","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"The Best Of Tru","duration":342.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz\n  artist: Tru\n  album: The Best Of Tru\n  duration_ms: 342000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":19930836,"name":"Fedz","trackName":"Fedz","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game Disc 1","duration":341.799,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fedz\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game Disc 1\n  duration_ms: 341799\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":10680239,"name":"FEDz","trackName":"FEDz","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game (Disk 1)","duration":340.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game (Disk 1)\n  duration_ms: 340000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":20727036,"name":"FEDz","trackName":"FEDz","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game [Bonus Tracks] Disc 1","duration":341.357917,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game [Bonus Tracks] Disc 1\n  duration_ms: 341358\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":19491234,"name":"Fedz (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Fedz (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game","duration":371.6121539,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fedz (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game\n  duration_ms: 371612\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":16581969,"name":"Fedz (Radio Version)","trackName":"Fedz (Radio Version)","artistName":"TRU","albumName":"TRU 2 Da Game","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fedz (Radio Version)\n  artist: TRU\n  album: TRU 2 Da Game\n  duration_ms: 373000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":24781842,"name":"Fedz (Radio Version)","trackName":"Fedz (Radio Version)","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game","duration":341.8201869,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fedz (Radio Version)\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game\n  duration_ms: 341820\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":32118332,"name":"FEDz","trackName":"FEDz","artistName":"TRU feat. Mia X","albumName":"TRU 2 da Game","duration":342.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ha, ha what they say Mia (drug dealers)\nTalkin' bout No Limit selling dope (all over the world)\nThey got ki's all over the country\nCIA, Feds (all them)\n\nTap our phone (jealous)\nHarrassin' us (fuckin' with us)\nU know what I'm sayin (fuck em) but guess what\n\nIf them Fedz only knew\nThat you were the one\nSelling all the dope\nWhat would they do\n\nIf them Fedz only knew\nThat you were the one\nHoldin' all them ki's\n\nThey would probably kick (probably kick)\nIn your door (in your door)\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope\n\nSo you should be glad (you should be glad)\nThat they don't know (they don't know)\nNow you don't have to worry (hmm)\n\nI'm talkin' to them F-E-D, police harrassin' me\nBut let me tell your partner you will never catch me\nSee I'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\nBut I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\nAnd stay away from my residence, lookin' for evidence\n\nYou act like a brother tryin' to kill a fuckin' president\nYa never find shit, my game's tight like the Bulls\nLike a full tank of gas, my bank account's full\nWord on street, C-Murder sellin' ki's, from overseas\nWhat, you want it? 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291150\n  end_ms: 291810\n- text: Now, (bitch way) I'ma get away in Louisiana\n  start_ms: 291810\n  end_ms: 294090\n- text: That's why I stay more untouchable than air y'all\n  start_ms: 294090\n  end_ms: 296430\n- text: They had me tapped But that's why mobile phone get mo' time than airports\n  start_ms: 296430\n  end_ms: 299890\n- text: To them ATFs and Feds\n  start_ms: 299890\n  end_ms: 301550\n- text: Y'all don't understand I stay one step ahead\n  start_ms: 301550\n  end_ms: 303530\n- text: If y'all only knew they probably kick (probably kick)\n  start_ms: 303530\n  end_ms: 307120\n- text: In your door (in your door)\n  start_ms: 307120\n  end_ms: 309620\n- text: They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope (steal your dope)\n  start_ms: 309620\n  end_ms: 314990\n- text: So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  start_ms: 314990\n  end_ms: 317880\n- text: That they don't know (they don't know)\n  start_ms: 317880\n  end_ms: 320350\n- text: Now you don't have to worry (or do you)\n  start_ms: 320350\n  end_ms: 327440\n- text: If them Fedz only knew\n  start_ms: 327440\n  end_ms: 337520\n- text: If them Fedz only knew\n  start_ms: 337520\n  end_ms: 341260\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 341260\nplain: |-\n  Ha, ha what they say Mia (drug dealers)\n  Talkin' bout No Limit selling dope (all over the world)\n  They got ki's all over the country\n  CIA, Feds (all them)\n\n  Tap our phone (jealous)\n  Harrassin' us (fuckin' with us)\n  U know what I'm sayin (fuck em) but guess what\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  That you were the one\n  Selling all the dope\n  What would they do\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  That you were the one\n  Holdin' all them ki's\n\n  They would probably kick (probably kick)\n  In your door (in your door)\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope\n\n  So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  That they don't know (they don't know)\n  Now you don't have to worry (hmm)\n\n  I'm talkin' to them F-E-D, police harrassin' me\n  But let me tell your partner you will never catch me\n  See I'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\n  But I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\n  And stay away from my residence, lookin' for evidence\n\n  You act like a brother tryin' to kill a fuckin' president\n  Ya never find shit, my game's tight like the Bulls\n  Like a full tank of gas, my bank account's full\n  Word on street, C-Murder sellin' ki's, from overseas\n  What, you want it? Nigga, please\n\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch (hoe)\n  Mad cause a nigga went from rags to riches\n  Slammin' Cadillac doors, it used to be a Regal\n  Stop lookin' for drug money\n\n  Cause now my shit's legal\n  If them feds only knew about my deals under the table\n  If them feds could only see I got mo' clients than cable they'd probably kick, in my dope\n\n  And put me face down on tha motherfuckin' floor\n  And take me to jail, but I'm out the next day\n  Cause niggas with lawyers, and money, don't play\n  D.A. tryin' to tie me to them underground casinos\n  Wanna connect me to the Mafia in Reno\n  Every step I take, every move I make\n  You punk motherfucker be watchin', fuck y'all\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  About them thugs\n  On the grind for you\n  What would they do\n\n  If them Fedz could only see\n  How you be gettin' ki's\n  From overseas\n\n  They would probably kick (probably kick)\n  In your door (in your door)\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all ya dope (steal your dope)\n\n  So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  That they don't know (they don't know)\n  Cause now you don't have to worry\n\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about the police\n  Just the other day my lil' homie scored a quarter ki\n  From the feds, tags got my phone tapped\n  Niggas went to Florida, the homie got kidnapped\n  Now the game is crazy, sometimes it's hectic\n  Make me wanna jump in the Benz and ride up to Texas\n  And ball with the niggas in the country\n\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds\n  Stacked higher than buildings, flip it into millions\n  Rollin in a zillion, of ghetto children\n  Plushed out Lexus, niggas playin' taxes\n\n  Mansion with a Ferrari but the game is still hectic\n  Niggas bout to turn to snitches, money-hungry bitches\n  The Dayton Family said FBI, we call em' robocop snitches\n  Got me stressin' smokin' weed to keep my nerves calm\n  And I'm livin' in this rap game like Al Capone\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n  That you got politicians on your payroll too\n  What would they do\n\n  If them Fedz could only see\n  That you got CPA's\n  Washing all your cheese\n\n  They would probably kick\n  In your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all ya dope\n  So you should be glad\n  That they don't know\n  Cause now you don't have to worry\n\n  Now what if the feds only know, Silkk the Southside soldier\n  Hold up, sold more cola than Coca-Cola\n  Now picture this, me ridin' in the drop-top Lex\n  On the block, with ya thot, then I roll up with the tech\n  See, I leave em' twisted like a Twizzler, my house have mo' stakeouts than Sizzler\n  But they don't understand a man, keep em' puzzled like the Riddler\n  And first thang first, if worse came to worst\n  They never catch me in the Lex, I use mo' rent-a-cars than Hertz\n\n  They can't understand, how they had me, but I still got away\n  License plate, out of state, in Jamaica the next day\n  Ain't tell the camera, caught em scanning but I was ballin' in the manor\n  Nigga what\n\n  Now, (bitch way) I'ma get away in Louisiana\n  That's why I stay more untouchable than air y'all\n  They had me tapped But that's why mobile phone get mo' time than airports\n  To them ATFs and Feds\n  Y'all don't understand I stay one step ahead\n\n  If y'all only knew they probably kick (probably kick)\n  In your door (in your door)\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope (steal your dope)\n\n  So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n  That they don't know (they don't know)\n  Now you don't have to worry (or do you)\n  If them Fedz only knew\n\n  If them Fedz only knew\n"},{"id":27244379,"name":"FEDz (radio version)","trackName":"FEDz (radio version)","artistName":"Tru","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game Disc 1","duration":371.546,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(c-murder)\nHa ha, what they say mia,\n(sillk)\nDrug dealers\n(c-murder)\nTalkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\nCia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n(sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(c-murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin', but guess what\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse i\n(c-murder)\nI'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\nTo worry\n\nVerse ii\n(master p)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike al capone\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\nCuz now you don't have to worry\n\nVerse iii\n(sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\nY'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\nChorus:\n(mia x)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them fedz only knew,\nIf them fedz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz (radio version)\n  artist: Tru\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game Disc 1\n  duration_ms: 371546\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":36498203,"name":"FEDz (feat. Mia X) (radio version)","trackName":"FEDz (feat. Mia X) (radio version)","artistName":"TRU","albumName":"TRU 2 Da Game","duration":372.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What they say Mia?\nTalkin' 'bout No Limit sellin'\nAll over the world\nThey got all over the country\nCIA, the feds, hold up\nTap our phones, harassin' us\nYou know what I'm sayin'?\nBut guess what?\n\nIf them folks only knew\nThat you were the one with the candy store\nWhat would they do?\nIf them folks only knew\n\nThat you were the one sittin' on the knees\nThey would probably kick (Probably kick)\nIn your door (In your door)\nThey would probably arrest you and hook you up in court\nSo you should be glad (You should be glad)\nThat they don't know (They don't know)\n'Cause now you don't have to worry\n\nI'm talkin' to them Feds who keep harassin' me\nBut let me tell you partner\n\nYou would never catch us\nSee I'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\n\nBut I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\nAnd stay away from my residence\nLookin' for evidence\nYou act like a brother got a hit out on the president\nYou'll never find nothin', my game's tight\nLike the Bulls, like a fool, take a guess\nMy bank account's full, word on streets\nC-Murder got that cheese from overseas\nWhat you want? Man please\n\nYou plottin' on a player like them money hungry snitches\nMad 'cause No Limit went from rags to riches\nSlammin' Cadillac doors, it used to be a Regal\nStop lookin' for drug money 'cause everything's legal\nIf them feds only knew about my deals under the table\nIf them feds could only see I got more clients than cable\nThey'd probably kick (Kick) in my door (My door)\nAnd put me face down on my marble floor\n\nAnd take me to jail, but I'm out the next day\n'Cause brothers with laws and money don't play\nDA tryin' to tie me to them underground casinos\nWanna connect me to the mafia in Reno\nEvery step I take, every move I make\n\nThe player hatin' feds be watchin' me, back off\n\nIf them folks only knew\nAbout them thugs on the grind for you\nWhat would they do?\n\nIf them folks could only see\nThat you be gettin' banks from overseas\nThey would probably kick (Probably kick)\nIn your door (In your door)\nThey would probably arrest you and hook you up in court\nSo you should be glad (You should be glad)\nThat they don't know (They don't know)\n'Cause now you don't have to worry\n\nThey call us drug dealers, what about the police?\nJust the other day my little homie stole the shh from the pad\nFeds got my phone tapped, fools with the lawmen\nA homie got kidnapped\nNow the game is crazy, sometime it's hectic\n\nMake me wanna jump in the Benz and ride up to Texas\nAnd ball with the bulls in the country\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds\nStack highs in buildings, flip it in the millions\nRoll it in the zillions off ghetto children\n\nPushed out Lexus, I'm brother payin' taxes\nMansion with a Ferrari but the game is still hectic\nPlayers, partners turn to snitches\nMoney hungry ghetto trick gang families\nSaid FBI, we call them RoboCop snitches\nGot me stressin', smokin' green to keep my nerves calm\n'Cause I'm livin' in this rap game like Al Capone\n\nIf them folks only knew\nThat you had politicians on your payroll too\nWhat would they do?\nIf them folks could only see\nThat you got CPAs watchin' all your G's\nThey would probably kick in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and hook you up in court\nSo you should be glad (You should be glad)\nThat they don't know (They don't know)\n'Cause now you don't have to worry\n\nNow what if the feds only knew\n\nTook care of a Southside soldier\nFolger so much colder than Coca-Cola\nNow picture this, me ridin' in a drop top Lex\nI mean I'm flockin' kinda high so I rolls with a TEC\nI leave 'em crooked like a Twizzler\nMy house have more state out than scissor\nThey don't understand how I keep 'em puzzled like a prisoner\n\nIf first ain't first, hit worst ain't the worst\nThey'll never catch me in a Lex\nI use more rental cars than Hertz\nThey understand how they had me but I still got away\nLicense plate out of state, in Jamaica the next day\nThey had no scanner, caught 'em scannin'\nWhen I was ballin' in the manor\n\nTook the cash then dashed, that's when I fled to 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Man please\n\n  You plottin' on a player like them money hungry snitches\n  Mad 'cause No Limit went from rags to riches\n  Slammin' Cadillac doors, it used to be a Regal\n  Stop lookin' for drug money 'cause everything's legal\n  If them feds only knew about my deals under the table\n  If them feds could only see I got more clients than cable\n  They'd probably kick (Kick) in my door (My door)\n  And put me face down on my marble floor\n\n  And take me to jail, but I'm out the next day\n  'Cause brothers with laws and money don't play\n  DA tryin' to tie me to them underground casinos\n  Wanna connect me to the mafia in Reno\n  Every step I take, every move I make\n\n  The player hatin' feds be watchin' me, back off\n\n  If them folks only knew\n  About them thugs on the grind for you\n  What would they do?\n\n  If them folks could only see\n  That you be gettin' banks from overseas\n  They would probably kick (Probably kick)\n  In your door (In your door)\n  They would probably arrest you and hook you up in court\n  So you should be glad (You should be glad)\n  That they don't know (They don't know)\n  'Cause now you don't have to worry\n\n  They call us drug dealers, what about the police?\n  Just the other day my little homie stole the shh from the pad\n  Feds got my phone tapped, fools with the lawmen\n  A homie got kidnapped\n  Now the game is crazy, sometime it's hectic\n\n  Make me wanna jump in the Benz and ride up to Texas\n  And ball with the bulls in the country\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds\n  Stack highs in buildings, flip it in the millions\n  Roll it in the zillions off ghetto children\n\n  Pushed out Lexus, I'm brother payin' taxes\n  Mansion with a Ferrari but the game is still hectic\n  Players, partners turn to snitches\n  Money hungry ghetto trick gang families\n  Said FBI, we call them RoboCop snitches\n  Got me stressin', smokin' green to keep my nerves calm\n  'Cause I'm livin' in this rap game like Al Capone\n\n  If them folks only knew\n  That you had politicians on your payroll too\n  What would they do?\n  If them folks could only see\n  That you got CPAs watchin' all your G's\n  They would probably kick in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and hook you up in court\n  So you should be glad (You should be glad)\n  That they don't know (They don't know)\n  'Cause now you don't have to worry\n\n  Now what if the feds only knew\n\n  Took care of a Southside soldier\n  Folger so much colder than Coca-Cola\n  Now picture this, me ridin' in a drop top Lex\n  I mean I'm flockin' kinda high so I rolls with a TEC\n  I leave 'em crooked like a Twizzler\n  My house have more state out than scissor\n  They don't understand how I keep 'em puzzled like a prisoner\n\n  If first ain't first, hit worst ain't the worst\n  They'll never catch me in a Lex\n  I use more rental cars than Hertz\n  They understand how they had me but I still got away\n  License plate out of state, in Jamaica the next day\n  They had no scanner, caught 'em scannin'\n  When I was ballin' in the manor\n\n  Took the cash then dashed, that's when I fled to Louisiana\n  The homie turned state and it sing like Toni Braxton\n  They tryin' to indict me on tax evasion '\n  Cause they say I don't pay no taxes\n\n  To them ATF and them feds\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead\n  If y'all only knew\n\n  They would probably kick (Probably kick)\n  In your door (In your door)\n  They would probably arrest you and hook you up in court\n  So you should be glad (You should be glad)\n  That they don't know (They don't know)\n  'Cause now you don't have to worry\n\n  If them folks only knew\n  If them folks only knew\n  If them folks only knew\n  That you were the one with the candy store\n  What would they do?\n  If them folks could only see\n  That you were the one sittin' on the knees\n"},{"id":30085050,"name":"Fedz","trackName":"Fedz","artistName":"TRU","albumName":"The Best Of (Explicit)","duration":342.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ha, ha what they say Mia? 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(Drug dealers)\n[00:05.85] Talkin' bout No Limit sellin' dope (All over the world)\n[00:08.95] They got ki's all over the country\n[00:11.55] CIA, Feds (All them)\n[00:15.06] Tap our phone (Jealous)\n[00:16.88] Harrassin' us (Fuckin' with us)\n[00:18.83] U know what I'm sayin? (Fuck em) but guess what\n[00:22.02] If them Fedz only knew\n[00:25.73] That you were the one\n[00:28.28] Sellin' all the dope\n[00:30.63] What would they do?\n[00:32.81] If them Fedz only knew\n[00:36.52] That you were the one\n[00:39.04] Holdin' all them ki's\n[00:42.79] They would probably kick (probably kick)\n[00:45.77] In your door (in your door)\n[00:48.16] They would probably arrest you\n[00:50.20] And steal all your dope\n[00:53.63] So you should be glad (you should be glad)\n[00:56.27] That they don't know (they don't know)\n[00:59.06] Cause now you don't have to worry\n[01:03.65] Mm\n[01:04.74] I'm talkin' to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me\n[01:07.46] But let me tell ya partner, you ain't never cared for C\n[01:10.14] I'm under surveillance and you done tapped my phone\n[01:12.81] But I'm not Michael, why don't you leave me alone\n[01:15.26] And stay away from my residence, lookin' for evidence\n[01:18.57] You act like a brother tryin' to kill a fuckin' 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Mind Over Matter\n  duration_ms: 397270\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (c-murder)\n  Ha ha, what they say mia,\n  (sillk)\n  Drug dealers\n  (c-murder)\n  Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country\n  Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us\n  (sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (c-murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin', but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse i\n  (c-murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them f-e-dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, c-murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-a tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas be watchin', fuck ya'll\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have\n  To worry\n\n  Verse ii\n  (master p)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like al capone\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don't know\n  Cuz now you don't have to worry\n\n  Verse iii\n  (sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now i'ma get away in louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz\n  Y'all understand I stay one step ahead, if y'all only knew\n\n  Chorus:\n  (mia x)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them fedz only knew,\n  If them fedz only knew\n"},{"id":23754396,"name":"FEDz","trackName":"FEDz","artistName":"Master p","albumName":"Tru 2 Da Game","duration":341.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"featuring Master P  Mia X\n(C Murder)\nha ha  What they say Mia\n(Sillk)\nDrug Dealers\n(C Murder)\nTalkin' bout No Limit sellin' dope  they got ki's all over tha country\nCIA  Fedz  tap our phone  harrassin' us\n(Sillk)\nFuckin' wit us\n(C Murder)\nKnow what I'm sayin'  but guess what\nChorus:\n(Mia X)\nIf them fedz only knew  that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\nWhat would they do  If them fedz only knew  that you were tha one\nHoldin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\nThey would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\nBe glad, that they don't know, 'cause now you don't have to worry\nVerse I\n(C-Murder)\nI'm talkin' to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\nPatna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\nTap my phone, but I'm not Mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\nAway from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\nTryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\nBull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, see-Murder\nSellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\nYou plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad 'cause a nigga\nWent from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\nRegal, stop lookin' for drug money 'cause now my shits legal, if them fedz,\nOnly knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\nI got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\nAnd put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\nBut I'm out tha next day, 'cause niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\nP-A tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, want to connect me to tha\nMafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\nMuthafuckas Be watchin', fuck ya'll\nChorus:\n(Mia X)\nIf them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, 'cause now you don't have\nTo worry\nVerse II\n(Master P)\nUnnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\nJust tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\nTask got my phone tapped, niggas went to Florida, homie got kidnapped\nNow tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me want to jump in tha\nBenz, and ride up to Texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\nIt's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\nFlip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\nPlushed out Lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha Ferrari,\nBut tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\nBitches, tha Dayton Family said FBI, we call em' robocop snitches,\nGot me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\nLike Al Capone\nChorus:\n(Mia X)\nIf them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\nWhat would they do\nIf them fedz could only see, that you got CPAs watchin' all your cheese\nThey would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope, So you should be glad that they don't know\n'cause now you don't have to worry\nVerse III\n(Sillk)\nNow what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\nHold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\nTop Lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha Tek,\nSee I leave em' twisted like a Twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\nThan Sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\nRiddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\nCatch me in tha Lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\nUnderstand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\nState, in Jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\nNigga what, now I'ma get away in Louisiana, that's why I stay more\nUntouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\nPhone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them ATFs and them FEDz\nYa'll understand I stay one step ahead, if ya'll only knew\nChorus:\n(Mia X)\nThey would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\nAnd steal all your dope\nSo you should be glad, that they don't know, 'cause now you don't have to\nWorry, or do you\nIf them FEDz only knew,\nIf them FEDz only knew","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FEDz\n  artist: Master p\n  album: Tru 2 Da Game\n  duration_ms: 341000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  featuring Master P  Mia X\n  (C Murder)\n  ha ha  What they say Mia\n  (Sillk)\n  Drug Dealers\n  (C Murder)\n  Talkin' bout No Limit sellin' dope  they got ki's all over tha country\n  CIA  Fedz  tap our phone  harrassin' us\n  (Sillk)\n  Fuckin' wit us\n  (C Murder)\n  Know what I'm sayin'  but guess what\n  Chorus:\n  (Mia X)\n  If them fedz only knew  that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope\n  What would they do  If them fedz only knew  that you were tha one\n  Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door\n  They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should\n  Be glad, that they don't know, 'cause now you don't have to worry\n  Verse I\n  (C-Murder)\n  I'm talkin' to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you\n  Patna, you'll neva catch me, see I'm under some business, and you to\n  Tap my phone, but I'm not Mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay\n  Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha\n  Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a\n  Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, see-Murder\n  Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please,\n  You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad 'cause a nigga\n  Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a\n  Regal, stop lookin' for drug money 'cause now my shits legal, if them fedz,\n  Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see\n  I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door\n  And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail,\n  But I'm out tha next day, 'cause niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play\n  P-A tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, want to connect me to tha\n  Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk\n  Muthafuckas Be watchin', fuck ya'll\n  Chorus:\n  (Mia X)\n  If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, 'cause now you don't have\n  To worry\n  Verse II\n  (Master P)\n  Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police\n  Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task\n  Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to Florida, homie got kidnapped\n  Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me want to jump in tha\n  Benz, and ride up to Texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,\n  It's 1997, I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,\n  Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,\n  Plushed out Lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha Ferrari,\n  But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry\n  Bitches, tha Dayton Family said FBI, we call em' robocop snitches,\n  Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and I'm livin' in this game\n  Like Al Capone\n  Chorus:\n  (Mia X)\n  If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,\n  What would they do\n  If them fedz could only see, that you got CPAs watchin' all your cheese\n  They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope, So you should be glad that they don't know\n  'cause now you don't have to worry\n  Verse III\n  (Sillk)\n  Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,\n  Hold up, so I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop\n  Top Lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha Tek,\n  See I leave em' twisted like a Twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's\n  Than Sizzler, but they don't understand man I keep em' puzzled like tha\n  Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva\n  Catch me in tha Lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't\n  Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of\n  State, in Jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,\n  Nigga what, now I'ma get away in Louisiana, that's why I stay more\n  Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile\n  Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them ATFs and them FEDz\n  Ya'll understand I stay one step ahead, if ya'll only knew\n  Chorus:\n  (Mia X)\n  They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you\n  And steal all your dope\n  So you should be glad, that they don't know, 'cause now you don't have to\n  Worry, or do you\n  If them FEDz only knew,\n  If them FEDz only knew\n"}]