[{"id":18554589,"name":"Terror Era","trackName":"Terror Era","artistName":"Terror Squad","albumName":"Terror Squad - True Story","duration":186.9925,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro - guy talking)\nAiyyo Joe man whats good man\nAiyyo I hear niggaz poppin shit\nThey runnin off to the Jakes man\nThey talkin like you ain't hood nigga\nWhat's really gangsta nigga\nWhat up what's poppin man\nAiyyo fuck these niggaz man\nLet these niggaz do 88\n\n(Fat Joe)\n(yeah uh what uh yo yo)\nMigga tryin to change the Ragine, I won't have that\nStep in the club in Manhat at\nAnd it feel like sat down, Jose the flow is cocaine\nNiggaz even got the nerve tryin to clone the name\nIt's the kid wit a thousand aliases, the hood knows\nShit nowadays got niggaz callin me cooked coke\nI rise to the to the top and I lay it down quite flat\nYou can battle me up and get your money right back\nCrack niggaz clap niggaz wit the fo' kid\nThe newspaper shit\nKnown for crackin niggaz jaws\nAnd I don't go to court, I talk wit the hawk\nHave a forensics specialist outline your corks\nAbout time we fought man\nI'm tired of this rumor shit, ya whole life's a lie\nLet you slide but you ruin it, we the guys doin it\nYou only pretend\nShoot the place to merk off in my loyalty rims\nNigga what\n\n(guy talking)\nYeah yeah thats whats up my nigga\nI see these niggaz ain't fuckin wit you though\nBut what's up wit these niggaz though man\nthese niggaz is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit\nBentleys & all that sittin on yachts\nYea man show these niggaz what your 1's like man\nWhat's up\n\n(Fat Joe)\nI gets duece 5 a show, do 5 a week\nLet y'all do the math, that's aight for me\nShit never claim to be the richest but the truth is\nLivest nigga you've ever seen in show biz\nAnd you know this, notice the dime is poppin\nHold the masterpiece watch the Don be coppin\nI'm like Gunny from Dead Pres'\nPut the gun in your mouth and tell you how lucky you are to break bread\nI'm tired of sonnin niggaz that don't believe us\nI'm at ya life savers alone wit my sneakers\nI went from humble beginners to ownin the Jimmy's\nFuckin wit women that only want me for winnin\nOnly for homey sittin, scuse me but don't be shittin\nI'm only bonin the bitch is if y'all could be gettin\nnigga what!\n\n(guy talking)\nYeah that's what's up Crack\nBut what's up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo\nWhat's up wit Remy man\nWhere that bitch at man\nYeah man\nEverytime I look around man I don't see no Remy man\nNiggaz in the hood want you to call this bitch out man\nWhat's up man\n\n(Remy Martin)\nYo I don't give a fuck\nI don't play that shit\nand I feel to bust a cap on a nigga\nI run up wit a gat on a nigga\ncock back on a nigga\nLike Rem's that bitch and Crack's that nigga\nFor every word I spit I get ass cat figures\nSo fuck ass clappin, I'll clap yo ass nigga\nAnd chick is so funny cause I gets gully\nRocks throwbacks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies\nAm I fist is a pack on my wrist is a Jacob\nAnd I gotta a \"mac\" and I don't mean make up\nSellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum\nDo you want it raw? Or do want me to bake em?\nGet the bag it cut it shop it fuck it it's mothin\nGot the product the power and the will to do the hustle\nShit it's sicker than vomit, I swear to God it's disgustin\nHot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can't touch it\nYou gotta love it I'm buggin word to my cousin Tequila\nSlap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my scrilla\nSee a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your dick a do\nEven if I stuttered I will still \"shi shi shit on you\"\nMy nigga L.V.","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.22] (Intro - guy talking)\n[00:01.81] Aiyyo Joe man whats good man\n[00:02.79] Aiyyo I hear niggaz poppin shit\n[00:03.91] They runnin off to the Jakes man\n[00:05.53] They talkin like you ain't hood nigga\n[00:07.37] What's really gangsta nigga\n[00:08.65] What up what's poppin man\n[00:11.32] Aiyyo fuck these niggaz man\n[00:12.92] Let these niggaz do 88\n[00:14.08] (Fat Joe)\n[00:14.69] (yeah uh what uh yo yo)\n[00:15.90] Migga tryin to change the Ragine, I won't have that\n[00:16.53] Step in the club in Manhat at\n[00:19.06] And it feel like sat down, Jose the flow is cocaine\n[00:21.76] Niggaz even got the nerve tryin to clone the name\n[00:24.89] It's the kid wit a thousand aliases, the hood knows\n[00:28.22] Shit nowadays got niggaz callin me cooked coke\n[00:31.08] I rise to the to the top and I lay it down quite flat\n[00:33.79] You can battle me up and get your money right back\n[00:36.46] Crack niggaz clap niggaz wit the fo' kid\n[00:39.13] The newspaper shit\n[00:40.54] Known for crackin niggaz jaws\n[00:42.04] And I don't go to court, I talk wit the hawk\n[00:44.57] Have a forensics specialist outline your corks\n[00:47.35] About time we fought man\n[00:49.09] I'm tired of this rumor shit, ya whole life's a lie\n[00:51.88] Let you slide but you ruin it, we the guys doin it\n[00:53.53] You only pretend\n[00:55.66] Shoot the place to merk off in my loyalty rims\n[00:58.30] Nigga what\n[00:59.57] (guy talking)\n[01:00.68] Yeah yeah thats whats up my nigga\n[01:01.51] I see these niggaz ain't fuckin wit you though\n[01:02.77] But what's up wit these niggaz though man\n[01:04.60] these niggaz is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit\n[01:06.55] Bentleys & all that sittin on yachts\n[01:09.05] Yea man show these niggaz what your 1's like man\n[01:11.75] What's up\n[01:12.77] (Fat Joe)\n[01:13.37] I gets duece 5 a show, do 5 a week\n[01:15.44] Let y'all do the math, that's aight for me\n[01:17.67] Shit never claim to be the richest but the truth is\n[01:21.17] Livest nigga you've ever seen in show biz\n[01:23.78] And you know this, notice the dime is poppin\n[01:26.43] Hold the masterpiece watch the Don be coppin\n[01:29.13] I'm like Gunny from Dead Pres'\n[01:31.68] Put the gun in your mouth and tell you how lucky you are to break bread\n[01:35.16] I'm tired of sonnin niggaz that don't believe us\n[01:37.42] I'm at ya life savers alone wit my sneakers\n[01:40.07] I went from humble beginners to ownin the Jimmy's\n[01:43.52] Fuckin wit women that only want me for winnin\n[01:45.66] Only for homey sittin, scuse me but don't be shittin\n[01:48.70] I'm only bonin the bitch is if y'all could be gettin\n[01:51.57] nigga what!\n[01:52.63] (guy talking)\n[01:53.36] Yeah that's what's up Crack\n[01:54.36] But what's up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo\n[01:56.81] What's up wit Remy man\n[01:58.19] Where that bitch at man\n[01:59.03] Yeah man\n[02:00.02] Everytime I look around man I don't see no Remy man\n[02:01.87] Niggaz in the hood want you to call this bitch out man\n[02:04.32] What's up man\n[02:05.33] (Remy Martin)\n[02:05.94] Yo I don't give a fuck\n[02:07.03] I don't play that shit\n[02:08.20] and I feel to bust a cap on a nigga\n[02:10.00] I run up wit a gat on a nigga\n[02:11.99] cock back on a nigga\n[02:13.67] Like Rem's that bitch and Crack's that nigga\n[02:16.36] For every word I spit I get ass cat figures\n[02:19.13] So fuck ass clappin, I'll clap yo ass nigga\n[02:21.84] And chick is so funny cause I gets gully\n[02:24.34] Rocks throwbacks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies\n[02:27.93] Am I fist is a pack on my wrist is a Jacob\n[02:30.67] And I gotta a \"mac\" and I don't mean make up\n[02:33.38] Sellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum\n[02:35.60] Do you want it raw? Or do want me to bake em?\n[02:38.54] Get the bag it cut it shop it fuck it it's mothin\n[02:41.60] Got the product the power and the will to do the hustle\n[02:44.27] Shit it's sicker than vomit, I swear to God it's disgustin\n[02:47.06] Hot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can't touch it\n[02:49.37] You gotta love it I'm buggin word to my cousin Tequila\n[02:52.47] Slap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my scrilla\n[02:55.23] See a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your dick a do\n[02:58.50] Even if I stuttered I will still \"shi shi shit on you\"\n[03:01.33] My nigga L.V.\n[03:03.60] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Terror Era\n artist: Terror Squad\n album: Terror Squad - True Story\n duration_ms: 186993\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Intro - guy talking)\n start_ms: 1220\n end_ms: 1810\n- text: Aiyyo Joe man whats good man\n start_ms: 1810\n end_ms: 2790\n- text: Aiyyo I hear niggaz poppin shit\n start_ms: 2790\n end_ms: 3910\n- text: 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Or do want me to bake em?\nGet the bag it cut it shop it fuck it it's mothin\nGot the product the power and the will to do the hustle\nShit it's sicker than vomit, I swear to God it's disgustin\nHot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can't touch it\nYou gotta love it I'm buggin word to my cousin Tequila\nSlap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my scrilla\nSee a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your dick a do\nEven if I stuttered I will still \"shi shi shit on you\"\nMy nigga L.V.","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.22] (Intro - guy talking)\n[00:01.81] Aiyyo Joe man whats good man\n[00:02.79] Aiyyo I hear niggaz poppin shit\n[00:03.91] They runnin off to the Jakes man\n[00:05.53] They talkin like you ain't hood nigga\n[00:07.37] What's really gangsta nigga\n[00:08.65] What up what's poppin man\n[00:11.32] Aiyyo fuck these niggaz man\n[00:12.92] Let these niggaz do 88\n[00:14.08] (Fat Joe)\n[00:14.69] (Yeah uh what uh yo yo)\n[00:15.90] Migga tryin to change the Ragine, I won't have that\n[00:16.53] Step in the club in Manhat at\n[00:19.06] And it feel like sat down, Jose the flow is cocaine\n[00:21.76] Niggaz even got the nerve tryin to clone the name\n[00:24.89] It's the kid wit a thousand aliases, the hood knows\n[00:28.22] Shit nowadays got niggaz callin me cooked coke\n[00:31.08] I rise to the to the top and I lay it down quite flat\n[00:33.79] You can battle me up and get your money right back\n[00:36.46] Crack niggaz clap niggaz wit the fo' kid\n[00:39.13] The newspaper shit\n[00:40.54] Known for crackin niggaz jaws\n[00:42.04] And I don't go to court, I talk wit the hawk\n[00:44.57] Have a forensics specialist outline your corks\n[00:47.35] About time we fought man\n[00:49.09] I'm tired of this rumor shit, ya whole life's a lie\n[00:51.88] Let you slide but you ruin it, we the guys doin it\n[00:53.53] You only pretend\n[00:55.66] Shoot the place to merk off in my loyalty rims\n[00:58.30] Nigga what\n[00:59.57] (Guy talking)\n[01:00.68] Yeah yeah thats whats up my nigga\n[01:01.51] I see these niggaz ain't fuckin wit you though\n[01:02.77] But what's up wit these niggaz though man\n[01:04.60] These niggaz is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit\n[01:06.55] Bentleys & all that sittin on yachts\n[01:09.05] Yea man show these niggaz what your 1's like man\n[01:11.75] What's up\n[01:12.77] (Fat Joe)\n[01:13.37] I gets duece 5 a show, do 5 a week\n[01:15.44] Let y'all do the math, that's aight for me\n[01:17.67] Shit never claim to be the richest but the truth is\n[01:21.17] Livest nigga you've ever seen in show biz\n[01:23.78] And you know this, notice the dime is poppin\n[01:26.43] Hold the masterpiece watch the Don be coppin\n[01:29.13] I'm like Gunny from Dead Pres'\n[01:31.68] Put the gun in your mouth and tell you how lucky you are to break bread\n[01:35.16] I'm tired of sonnin niggaz that don't believe us\n[01:37.42] I'm at ya life savers alone wit my sneakers\n[01:40.07] I went from humble beginners to ownin the Jimmy's\n[01:43.52] Fuckin wit women that only want me for winnin\n[01:45.66] Only for homey sittin, scuse me but don't be shittin\n[01:48.70] I'm only bonin the bitch is if y'all could be gettin\n[01:51.57] Nigga what!\n[01:52.63] (Guy talking)\n[01:53.36] Yeah that's what's up Crack\n[01:54.36] But what's up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo\n[01:56.81] What's up wit Remy man\n[01:58.19] Where that bitch at man\n[01:59.03] Yeah man\n[02:00.02] Everytime I look around man I don't see no Remy man\n[02:01.87] Niggaz in the hood want you to call this bitch out man\n[02:04.32] What's up man\n[02:05.33] (Remy Martin)\n[02:05.94] Yo I don't give a fuck\n[02:07.03] I don't play that shit\n[02:08.20] And I feel to bust a cap on a nigga\n[02:10.00] I run up wit a gat on a nigga\n[02:11.99] Cock back on a nigga\n[02:13.67] Like Rem's that bitch and Crack's that nigga\n[02:16.36] For every word I spit I get ass cat figures\n[02:19.13] So fuck ass clappin, I'll clap yo ass nigga\n[02:21.84] And chick is so funny cause I gets gully\n[02:24.34] Rocks throwbacks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies\n[02:27.93] Am I fist is a pack on my wrist is a Jacob\n[02:30.67] And I gotta a \"mac\" and I don't mean make up\n[02:33.38] Sellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum\n[02:35.60] Do you want it raw? 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bitch is if y'all could be gettin\n start_ms: 108700\n end_ms: 111570\n- text: Nigga what!\n start_ms: 111570\n end_ms: 112630\n- text: (Guy talking)\n start_ms: 112630\n end_ms: 113360\n- text: Yeah that's what's up Crack\n start_ms: 113360\n end_ms: 114360\n- text: But what's up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo\n start_ms: 114360\n end_ms: 116810\n- text: What's up wit Remy man\n start_ms: 116810\n end_ms: 118190\n- text: Where that bitch at man\n start_ms: 118190\n end_ms: 119030\n- text: Yeah man\n start_ms: 119030\n end_ms: 120020\n- text: Everytime I look around man I don't see no Remy man\n start_ms: 120020\n end_ms: 121870\n- text: Niggaz in the hood want you to call this bitch out man\n start_ms: 121870\n end_ms: 124320\n- text: What's up man\n start_ms: 124320\n end_ms: 125330\n- text: (Remy Martin)\n start_ms: 125330\n end_ms: 125940\n- text: Yo I don't give a fuck\n start_ms: 125940\n end_ms: 127030\n- text: I don't play that shit\n start_ms: 127030\n end_ms: 128200\n- text: And I feel to bust a cap on a nigga\n start_ms: 128200\n end_ms: 130000\n- text: I run up wit a gat on a nigga\n start_ms: 130000\n end_ms: 131990\n- text: Cock back on a nigga\n start_ms: 131990\n end_ms: 133670\n- text: Like Rem's that bitch and Crack's that nigga\n start_ms: 133670\n end_ms: 136360\n- text: For every word I spit I get ass cat figures\n start_ms: 136360\n end_ms: 139130\n- text: So fuck ass clappin, I'll clap yo ass nigga\n start_ms: 139130\n end_ms: 141840\n- text: And chick is so funny cause I gets gully\n start_ms: 141840\n end_ms: 144340\n- text: Rocks throwbacks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies\n start_ms: 144340\n end_ms: 147930\n- text: Am I fist is a pack on my wrist is a Jacob\n start_ms: 147930\n end_ms: 150670\n- text: And I gotta a \"mac\" and I don't mean make up\n start_ms: 150670\n end_ms: 153380\n- text: Sellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum\n start_ms: 153380\n end_ms: 155600\n- text: Do you want it raw? Or do want me to bake em?\n start_ms: 155600\n end_ms: 158540\n- text: Get the bag it cut it shop it fuck it it's mothin\n start_ms: 158540\n end_ms: 161600\n- text: Got the product the power and the will to do the hustle\n start_ms: 161600\n end_ms: 164270\n- text: Shit it's sicker than vomit, I swear to God it's disgustin\n start_ms: 164270\n end_ms: 167060\n- text: Hot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can't touch it\n start_ms: 167060\n end_ms: 169370\n- text: You gotta love it I'm buggin word to my cousin Tequila\n start_ms: 169370\n end_ms: 172470\n- text: Slap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my scrilla\n start_ms: 172470\n end_ms: 175230\n- text: See a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your dick a do\n start_ms: 175230\n end_ms: 178500\n- text: Even if I stuttered I will still \"shi shi shit on you\"\n start_ms: 178500\n end_ms: 181330\n- text: My nigga L.V.\n start_ms: 181330\n end_ms: 183600\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 183600\nplain: |-\n (Intro - guy talking)\n Aiyyo Joe man whats good man\n Aiyyo I hear niggaz poppin shit\n They runnin off to the Jakes man\n They talkin like you ain't hood nigga\n What's really gangsta nigga\n What up what's poppin man\n Aiyyo fuck these niggaz man\n Let these niggaz do 88\n\n (Fat Joe)\n (Yeah uh what uh yo yo)\n Migga tryin to change the Ragine, I won't have that\n Step in the club in Manhat at\n And it feel like sat down, Jose the flow is cocaine\n Niggaz even got the nerve tryin to clone the name\n It's the kid wit a thousand aliases, the hood knows\n Shit nowadays got niggaz callin me cooked coke\n I rise to the to the top and I lay it down quite flat\n You can battle me up and get your money right back\n Crack niggaz clap niggaz wit the fo' kid\n The newspaper shit\n Known for crackin niggaz jaws\n And I don't go to court, I talk wit the hawk\n Have a forensics specialist outline your corks\n About time we fought man\n I'm tired of this rumor shit, ya whole life's a lie\n Let you slide but you ruin it, we the guys doin it\n You only pretend\n Shoot the place to merk off in my loyalty rims\n Nigga what\n\n (Guy talking)\n Yeah yeah thats whats up my nigga\n I see these niggaz ain't fuckin wit you though\n But what's up wit these niggaz though man\n These niggaz is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit\n Bentleys & all that sittin on yachts\n Yea man show these niggaz what your 1's like man\n What's up\n\n (Fat Joe)\n I gets duece 5 a show, do 5 a week\n Let y'all do the math, that's aight for me\n Shit never claim to be the richest but the truth is\n Livest nigga you've ever seen in show biz\n And you know this, notice the dime is poppin\n Hold the masterpiece watch the Don be coppin\n I'm like Gunny from Dead Pres'\n Put the gun in your mouth and tell you how lucky you are to break bread\n I'm tired of sonnin niggaz that don't believe us\n I'm at ya life savers alone wit my sneakers\n I went from humble beginners to ownin the Jimmy's\n Fuckin wit women that only want me for winnin\n Only for homey sittin, scuse me but don't be shittin\n I'm only bonin the bitch is if y'all could be gettin\n Nigga what!\n\n (Guy talking)\n Yeah that's what's up Crack\n But what's up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo\n What's up wit Remy man\n Where that bitch at man\n Yeah man\n Everytime I look around man I don't see no Remy man\n Niggaz in the hood want you to call this bitch out man\n What's up man\n\n (Remy Martin)\n Yo I don't give a fuck\n I don't play that shit\n And I feel to bust a cap on a nigga\n I run up wit a gat on a nigga\n Cock back on a nigga\n Like Rem's that bitch and Crack's that nigga\n For every word I spit I get ass cat figures\n So fuck ass clappin, I'll clap yo ass nigga\n And chick is so funny cause I gets gully\n Rocks throwbacks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies\n Am I fist is a pack on my wrist is a Jacob\n And I gotta a \"mac\" and I don't mean make up\n Sellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum\n Do you want it raw? Or do want me to bake em?\n Get the bag it cut it shop it fuck it it's mothin\n Got the product the power and the will to do the hustle\n Shit it's sicker than vomit, I swear to God it's disgustin\n Hot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can't touch it\n You gotta love it I'm buggin word to my cousin Tequila\n Slap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my scrilla\n See a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your dick a do\n Even if I stuttered I will still \"shi shi shit on you\"\n My nigga L.V.\n"}]