[{"id":20615612,"name":"Roll Wit Us","trackName":"Roll Wit Us","artistName":"Tha Dogg Pound","albumName":"Tha Dogg Pound 2002","duration":312.49415,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{*rattles shaking*}\n\n[Singer] (Daz)\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n[Daz]\nPsssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\nMakin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n(Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\nWhere my block? My everyday is a crime\nA nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\nThree-eighties and gauges and glocks\n(?) made you not wanna sit back\nAnd I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\nFor every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\nI'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\nWit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\nTwo wanted killers slang crack, shit\nSmokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\nStabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\nRoll up in a school and bang - bang!\nAnd hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\nFiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\nThat could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\nThis ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\nNiggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\nWhen Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\nAnd anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\nHoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\nSippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\nI hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\nLettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n[D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n[K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n[Kurupt]\nYou know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n(Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n(Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\nI seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\nCall it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\nWhen niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\nShoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\nThey just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\nNiggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n(Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\nLicorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\nWord, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\nThug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\nJumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\nQuick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\nQuick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n(Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\nSo if he's somethin like me\nAnd you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\nThe (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\nJust say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n[Kurupt]\nJust roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\nFuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\nNigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\nDat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\nIt's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\nYoung ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n[Daz]\nKurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n(FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n(Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n(Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\nCash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\nGood shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n[K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n[D] N is for the NIGGA!\n[K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n[K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n[D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\nFlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n[Daz]\nYeah, haha, now just bounce to this\nJust bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\nNigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\nNiggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n[K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n[K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n[K] Bounce nigga\n[D] Bounce nigga!\n[K] Putcha pistols up\n[D] Pistols up!\n[K] Wassup?\n[D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n{*music plays then fades*}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Wit Us\n  artist: Tha Dogg Pound\n  album: Tha Dogg Pound 2002\n  duration_ms: 312494\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  {*rattles shaking*}\n\n  [Singer] (Daz)\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n  [Daz]\n  Psssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\n  Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n  (Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\n  Where my block? My everyday is a crime\n  A nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\n  Three-eighties and gauges and glocks\n  (?) made you not wanna sit back\n  And I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\n  For every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\n  I'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\n  Wit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\n  Two wanted killers slang crack, shit\n  Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\n  Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\n  Roll up in a school and bang - bang!\n  And hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\n  Fiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\n  That could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\n  This ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\n  Niggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\n  When Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\n  And anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\n  Hoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\n  Sippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\n  I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\n  Lettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n  [D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n  [K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n  (Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n  (Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\n  I seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\n  Call it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\n  When niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\n  Shoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\n  They just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\n  Niggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n  (Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\n  Licorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\n  Word, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\n  Thug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\n  Jumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\n  Quick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\n  Quick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n  (Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\n  So if he's somethin like me\n  And you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\n  The (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\n  Just say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  Just roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\n  Fuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\n  Nigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\n  Dat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\n  It's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\n  Young ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n  [Daz]\n  Kurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n  (FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  (Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n  (Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\n  Cash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\n  Good shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n  [K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n  [D] N is for the NIGGA!\n  [K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  FlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n  [Daz]\n  Yeah, haha, now just bounce to this\n  Just bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\n  Nigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\n  Niggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n  [K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n  [K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n  [K] Bounce nigga\n  [D] Bounce nigga!\n  [K] Putcha pistols up\n  [D] Pistols up!\n  [K] Wassup?\n  [D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n  {*music plays then fades*}\n"},{"id":19399793,"name":"Roll Wit Us","trackName":"Roll Wit Us","artistName":"Tha Dogg Pound","albumName":"Tha Doog Pound 2002","duration":311.750625,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{*rattles shaking*}\n\n[Singer] (Daz)\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n[Daz]\nPsssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\nMakin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n(Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\nWhere my block? My everyday is a crime\nA nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\nThree-eighties and gauges and glocks\n(?) made you not wanna sit back\nAnd I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\nFor every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\nI'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\nWit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\nTwo wanted killers slang crack, shit\nSmokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\nStabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\nRoll up in a school and bang - bang!\nAnd hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\nFiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\nThat could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\nThis ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\nNiggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\nWhen Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\nAnd anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\nHoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\nSippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\nI hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\nLettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n[D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n[K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n[Kurupt]\nYou know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n(Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n(Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\nI seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\nCall it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\nWhen niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\nShoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\nThey just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\nNiggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n(Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\nLicorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\nWord, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\nThug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\nJumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\nQuick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\nQuick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n(Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\nSo if he's somethin like me\nAnd you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\nThe (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\nJust say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n[Kurupt]\nJust roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\nFuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\nNigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\nDat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\nIt's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\nYoung ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n[Daz]\nKurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n(FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n(Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n(Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\nCash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\nGood shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n[K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n[D] N is for the NIGGA!\n[K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n[K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n[D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\nFlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n[Daz]\nYeah, haha, now just bounce to this\nJust bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\nNigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\nNiggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n[K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n[K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n[K] Bounce nigga\n[D] Bounce nigga!\n[K] Putcha pistols up\n[D] Pistols up!\n[K] Wassup?\n[D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n{*music plays then fades*}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Wit Us\n  artist: Tha Dogg Pound\n  album: Tha Doog Pound 2002\n  duration_ms: 311751\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  {*rattles shaking*}\n\n  [Singer] (Daz)\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n  [Daz]\n  Psssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\n  Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n  (Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\n  Where my block? My everyday is a crime\n  A nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\n  Three-eighties and gauges and glocks\n  (?) made you not wanna sit back\n  And I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\n  For every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\n  I'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\n  Wit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\n  Two wanted killers slang crack, shit\n  Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\n  Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\n  Roll up in a school and bang - bang!\n  And hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\n  Fiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\n  That could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\n  This ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\n  Niggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\n  When Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\n  And anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\n  Hoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\n  Sippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\n  I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\n  Lettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n  [D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n  [K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n  (Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n  (Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\n  I seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\n  Call it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\n  When niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\n  Shoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\n  They just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\n  Niggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n  (Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\n  Licorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\n  Word, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\n  Thug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\n  Jumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\n  Quick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\n  Quick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n  (Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\n  So if he's somethin like me\n  And you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\n  The (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\n  Just say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  Just roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\n  Fuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\n  Nigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\n  Dat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\n  It's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\n  Young ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n  [Daz]\n  Kurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n  (FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  (Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n  (Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\n  Cash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\n  Good shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n  [K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n  [D] N is for the NIGGA!\n  [K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  FlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n  [Daz]\n  Yeah, haha, now just bounce to this\n  Just bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\n  Nigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\n  Niggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n  [K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n  [K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n  [K] Bounce nigga\n  [D] Bounce nigga!\n  [K] Putcha pistols up\n  [D] Pistols up!\n  [K] Wassup?\n  [D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n  {*music plays then fades*}\n"},{"id":26042155,"name":"02. Tha Dogg Pound - Roll Wit Us","trackName":"02. Tha Dogg Pound - Roll Wit Us","artistName":"Tha Dogg Pound","albumName":"2002","duration":311.771437,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Watts and Compton we be cashin' in\nMakin' dollars, makin' shit poppin' 'round here nigga\nFiends, snitches, and cops, and gangbangers rule my block\nMy everyday life is crime, my 9 to 5 is slangin' rocks\n9Mm's, 380's, AK's, and Glocks\nClockin' major knots, just sit back and I watch the clock\nWatchin' anybody and any\nFor every fuckin' dime, every penny, what a pity\nHow we live in the city, livin' gritty, livin' selfish\nRebellish, with a spirit that is jealous, develop the knack\nTo wanna kill or slang crack\nShit, smokin' buddhas of that bomb orange buddha\nStabbin' motherfuckers in the back, ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll with niggas that's the same\nRoll around with a gang, roll, just do my thang\nBang and hang out, and sellin' dope to strung out fiends\nWho wanna scrap green, what's the American dream?\nBaby makin' money, keepin' pistols and shit\n'Cause ain't a damn thang funny\nNiggas around my block, they got me so crummy\nWith a little dough I make they G status just to have it\nAnything that I see it was my job just to have it\nSwoopin' down the 7-4, where my homeboys chill\nSome sissies, honey, better bomb smoke that really\nI hate to see the homies pass by\nWe creep inside, lettin' niggas know the C side\n\nTennessee and Oklahoma say they (Roll wit us)\nYou know they (Roll wit us)\nMississippi, Louisiana say they (Roll wit us)\nChicago and Texas you know they (Roll wit us)\nDetroit and Carolina say they (Roll wit us)\nWith Lil' Rock, St. Louis, they (Roll wit us)\nAnd all my overseas gangstas would you (Roll wit us)\nNew Jersey (Roll wit us)\nAnd Philly (Roll wit us)\n\nNow if you ever seen a gangsta ho, hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all them bitches passin' by\nStraight from the curb on swerve, get up motherfucker\nWith a half bird in the back of the trunk, punk motherfucker\nI seen a baller, yeah nigga he straight ballin'\nIt's the call of the wild card, the gang motherfucker\nWhere niggas laugh before they talk, shoot before they speak\nBitch motherfuckers, they just can't compete\nWe got the all gold day to day\nNigga, the gangstas in this motherfucker run thangs\nFuck a bitch homie and a bitch nigga, stupid nigga like you\nGive 'em what they deserve, gold, watered up, all sherm\nOn the microphone, the blood thirsty, money makin'\nPistol packin', swingin', jumpin', bust crackin'\nSquabblin', jackin' assassins, quick to say (Bitch)\nQuick to say (Fuck you), quick to say motherfuck\nYour momma and your hood too type of motherfucker\nSo if you somethin' like me\nAnd you ridin' with the DPG, D-A-Z and me, we say\n\nNow all my D.C. Virginia niggas say they (Roll wit us)\nVirginia and Utah would you (Roll wit us)\nAll my Jersey, Atlanta niggas they (Roll wit us)\nMinnesota, Alabama would you (Roll wit us)\nCalifornia, Arizona you know they (Roll wit us)\nOhio and Amsterdam would you (Roll wit us)\nMiami, New Mexico say they (Roll wit us)\nI said they (Roll wit us)\nYou know they (Roll wit us)\n\nGet up, roll with a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up\nDuck and leave you lucked up on the greatest thang since a fuck\nIn the cut, nigga what, G'd up\nIn the gangsta ass navy blue truck that nigga Daz and Kurupt\nIt's been a long time since some gangsta shit banged\nYoung hawks in a gangsta ass dogg pound gang\nKurupt and Daz, you wasn't serious 'til them niggas got blasted\nRollin' with them motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\nGot niggas drafted, suicide how we ride\nJump out on they ass within the blink of an eye\nCash money got us addicted to way we niggas kick it\nGood shit for bad shit, that's how we get Pacific\nJigga's for gettin' it, the A is for Anybody Killa\nAnd it's for the niggas, plus the G's, we be gettin' it nigga\n\nAll my long live niggas who say they (Roll wit us)\nMurder Unit, my niggas say they (Roll wit us)\nAll my Westside Connect niggas you know they (Roll wit us)\nWith the Dungeon, we ride, say they (Roll wit us)\nAnd all my niggas from the block, we'll (Roll wit us)\nDogg Pound, them my niggas and they (Roll wit us)\nAnd all my Ruff Ryders niggas say they (Roll wit us)\nFlip (Roll wit us), C (Roll wit us)\n\nYeah, haha\nNow just pass the disc, just pass\nJust pass to this nigga and pass\nNigga just pass to this nigga and pass\nHuh, yeah\nBounce, bounce nigga, put your pistols up\nBounce nigga, put your pistols up\nBounce nigga, put your pistols up\nPistols up nigga, yeah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 02. Tha Dogg Pound - Roll Wit Us\n  artist: Tha Dogg Pound\n  album: '2002'\n  duration_ms: 311771\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Watts and Compton we be cashin' in\n  Makin' dollars, makin' shit poppin' 'round here nigga\n  Fiends, snitches, and cops, and gangbangers rule my block\n  My everyday life is crime, my 9 to 5 is slangin' rocks\n  9Mm's, 380's, AK's, and Glocks\n  Clockin' major knots, just sit back and I watch the clock\n  Watchin' anybody and any\n  For every fuckin' dime, every penny, what a pity\n  How we live in the city, livin' gritty, livin' selfish\n  Rebellish, with a spirit that is jealous, develop the knack\n  To wanna kill or slang crack\n  Shit, smokin' buddhas of that bomb orange buddha\n  Stabbin' motherfuckers in the back, ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll with niggas that's the same\n  Roll around with a gang, roll, just do my thang\n  Bang and hang out, and sellin' dope to strung out fiends\n  Who wanna scrap green, what's the American dream?\n  Baby makin' money, keepin' pistols and shit\n  'Cause ain't a damn thang funny\n  Niggas around my block, they got me so crummy\n  With a little dough I make they G status just to have it\n  Anything that I see it was my job just to have it\n  Swoopin' down the 7-4, where my homeboys chill\n  Some sissies, honey, better bomb smoke that really\n  I hate to see the homies pass by\n  We creep inside, lettin' niggas know the C side\n\n  Tennessee and Oklahoma say they (Roll wit us)\n  You know they (Roll wit us)\n  Mississippi, Louisiana say they (Roll wit us)\n  Chicago and Texas you know they (Roll wit us)\n  Detroit and Carolina say they (Roll wit us)\n  With Lil' Rock, St. Louis, they (Roll wit us)\n  And all my overseas gangstas would you (Roll wit us)\n  New Jersey (Roll wit us)\n  And Philly (Roll wit us)\n\n  Now if you ever seen a gangsta ho, hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all them bitches passin' by\n  Straight from the curb on swerve, get up motherfucker\n  With a half bird in the back of the trunk, punk motherfucker\n  I seen a baller, yeah nigga he straight ballin'\n  It's the call of the wild card, the gang motherfucker\n  Where niggas laugh before they talk, shoot before they speak\n  Bitch motherfuckers, they just can't compete\n  We got the all gold day to day\n  Nigga, the gangstas in this motherfucker run thangs\n  Fuck a bitch homie and a bitch nigga, stupid nigga like you\n  Give 'em what they deserve, gold, watered up, all sherm\n  On the microphone, the blood thirsty, money makin'\n  Pistol packin', swingin', jumpin', bust crackin'\n  Squabblin', jackin' assassins, quick to say (Bitch)\n  Quick to say (Fuck you), quick to say motherfuck\n  Your momma and your hood too type of motherfucker\n  So if you somethin' like me\n  And you ridin' with the DPG, D-A-Z and me, we say\n\n  Now all my D.C. Virginia niggas say they (Roll wit us)\n  Virginia and Utah would you (Roll wit us)\n  All my Jersey, Atlanta niggas they (Roll wit us)\n  Minnesota, Alabama would you (Roll wit us)\n  California, Arizona you know they (Roll wit us)\n  Ohio and Amsterdam would you (Roll wit us)\n  Miami, New Mexico say they (Roll wit us)\n  I said they (Roll wit us)\n  You know they (Roll wit us)\n\n  Get up, roll with a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up\n  Duck and leave you lucked up on the greatest thang since a fuck\n  In the cut, nigga what, G'd up\n  In the gangsta ass navy blue truck that nigga Daz and Kurupt\n  It's been a long time since some gangsta shit banged\n  Young hawks in a gangsta ass dogg pound gang\n  Kurupt and Daz, you wasn't serious 'til them niggas got blasted\n  Rollin' with them motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  Got niggas drafted, suicide how we ride\n  Jump out on they ass within the blink of an eye\n  Cash money got us addicted to way we niggas kick it\n  Good shit for bad shit, that's how we get Pacific\n  Jigga's for gettin' it, the A is for Anybody Killa\n  And it's for the niggas, plus the G's, we be gettin' it nigga\n\n  All my long live niggas who say they (Roll wit us)\n  Murder Unit, my niggas say they (Roll wit us)\n  All my Westside Connect niggas you know they (Roll wit us)\n  With the Dungeon, we ride, say they (Roll wit us)\n  And all my niggas from the block, we'll (Roll wit us)\n  Dogg Pound, them my niggas and they (Roll wit us)\n  And all my Ruff Ryders niggas say they (Roll wit us)\n  Flip (Roll wit us), C (Roll wit us)\n\n  Yeah, haha\n  Now just pass the disc, just pass\n  Just pass to this nigga and pass\n  Nigga just pass to this nigga and pass\n  Huh, yeah\n  Bounce, bounce nigga, put your pistols up\n  Bounce nigga, put your pistols up\n  Bounce nigga, put your pistols up\n  Pistols up nigga, yeah\n"},{"id":28874915,"name":"Roll Wit Us","trackName":"Roll Wit Us","artistName":"THE DOGG POUND","albumName":"Tha Doog Pound 2002","duration":312.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Watts and Compton we be cashin' in\nMakin' dollars, makin' shit poppin' 'round here nigga\nFiends, snitches, and cops, and gangbangers rule my block\nMy everyday life is crime, my 9 to 5 is slangin' rocks\n9Mm's, 380's, AK's, and Glocks\nClockin' major knots, just sit back and I watch the clock\nWatchin' anybody and any\nFor every fuckin' dime, every penny, what a pity\nHow we live in the city, livin' gritty, livin' selfish\nRebellish, with a spirit that is jealous, develop the knack\nTo wanna kill or slang crack\nShit, smokin' buddhas of that bomb orange buddha\nStabbin' motherfuckers in the back, ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll with niggas that's the same\nRoll around with a gang, roll, just do my thang\nBang and hang out, and sellin' dope to strung out fiends\nWho wanna scrap green, what's the American dream?\nBaby makin' money, keepin' pistols and shit\n'Cause ain't a damn thang funny\nNiggas around my block, they got me so crummy\nWith a little dough I make they G status just to have it\nAnything that I see it was my job just to have it\nSwoopin' down the 7-4, where my homeboys chill\nSome sissies, honey, better bomb smoke that really\nI hate to see the homies pass by\nWe creep inside, lettin' niggas know the C side\n\nTennessee and Oklahoma say they (Roll wit us)\nYou know they (Roll wit us)\nMississippi, Louisiana say they (Roll wit us)\nChicago and Texas you know they (Roll wit us)\nDetroit and Carolina say they (Roll wit us)\nWith Lil' Rock, St. Louis, they (Roll wit us)\nAnd all my overseas gangstas would you (Roll wit us)\nNew Jersey (Roll wit us)\nAnd Philly (Roll wit us)\n\nNow if you ever seen a gangsta ho, hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all them bitches passin' by\nStraight from the curb on swerve, get up motherfucker\nWith a half bird in the back of the trunk, punk motherfucker\nI seen a baller, yeah nigga he straight ballin'\nIt's the call of the wild card, the gang motherfucker\nWhere niggas laugh before they talk, shoot before they speak\nBitch motherfuckers, they just can't compete\nWe got the all gold day to day\nNigga, the gangstas in this motherfucker run thangs\nFuck a bitch homie and a bitch nigga, stupid nigga like you\nGive 'em what they deserve, gold, watered up, all sherm\nOn the microphone, the blood thirsty, money makin'\nPistol packin', swingin', jumpin', bust crackin'\nSquabblin', jackin' assassins, quick to say (Bitch)\nQuick to say (Fuck you), quick to say motherfuck\nYour momma and your hood too type of motherfucker\nSo if you somethin' like me\nAnd you ridin' with the DPG, D-A-Z and me, we say\n\nNow all my D.C. Virginia niggas say they (Roll wit us)\nVirginia and Utah would you (Roll wit us)\nAll my Jersey, Atlanta niggas they (Roll wit us)\nMinnesota, Alabama would you (Roll wit us)\nCalifornia, Arizona you know they (Roll wit us)\nOhio and Amsterdam would you (Roll wit us)\nMiami, New Mexico say they (Roll wit us)\nI said they (Roll wit us)\nYou know they (Roll wit us)\n\nGet up, roll with a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up\nDuck and leave you lucked up on the greatest thang since a fuck\nIn the cut, nigga what, G'd up\nIn the gangsta ass navy blue truck that nigga Daz and Kurupt\nIt's been a long time since some gangsta shit banged\nYoung hawks in a gangsta ass dogg pound gang\nKurupt and Daz, you wasn't serious 'til them niggas got blasted\nRollin' with them motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\nGot niggas drafted, suicide how we ride\nJump out on they ass within the blink of an eye\nCash money got us addicted to way we niggas kick it\nGood shit for bad shit, that's how we get Pacific\nJigga's for gettin' it, the A is for Anybody Killa\nAnd it's for the niggas, plus the G's, we be gettin' it nigga\n\nAll my long live niggas who say they (Roll wit us)\nMurder Unit, my niggas say they (Roll wit us)\nAll my Westside Connect niggas you know they (Roll wit us)\nWith the Dungeon, we ride, say they (Roll wit us)\nAnd all my niggas from the block, we'll (Roll wit us)\nDogg Pound, them my niggas and they (Roll wit us)\nAnd all my Ruff Ryders niggas say they (Roll wit us)\nFlip (Roll wit us), C (Roll wit us)\n\nYeah, haha\nNow just pass the disc, just pass\nJust pass to this nigga and pass\nNigga just pass to this nigga and pass\nHuh, yeah\nBounce, bounce nigga, put your pistols up\nBounce nigga, put your pistols up\nBounce nigga, put your pistols up\nPistols up nigga, yeah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Wit Us\n  artist: THE DOGG POUND\n  album: Tha Doog Pound 2002\n  duration_ms: 312000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Watts and Compton we be cashin' in\n  Makin' dollars, makin' shit poppin' 'round here nigga\n  Fiends, snitches, and cops, and gangbangers rule my block\n  My everyday life is crime, my 9 to 5 is slangin' rocks\n  9Mm's, 380's, AK's, and Glocks\n  Clockin' major knots, just sit back and I watch the clock\n  Watchin' anybody and any\n  For every fuckin' dime, every penny, what a pity\n  How we live in the city, livin' gritty, livin' selfish\n  Rebellish, with a spirit that is jealous, develop the knack\n  To wanna kill or slang crack\n  Shit, smokin' buddhas of that bomb orange buddha\n  Stabbin' motherfuckers in the back, ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll with niggas that's the same\n  Roll around with a gang, roll, just do my thang\n  Bang and hang out, and sellin' dope to strung out fiends\n  Who wanna scrap green, what's the American dream?\n  Baby makin' money, keepin' pistols and shit\n  'Cause ain't a damn thang funny\n  Niggas around my block, they got me so crummy\n  With a little dough I make they G status just to have it\n  Anything that I see it was my job just to have it\n  Swoopin' down the 7-4, where my homeboys chill\n  Some sissies, honey, better bomb smoke that really\n  I hate to see the homies pass by\n  We creep inside, lettin' niggas know the C side\n\n  Tennessee and Oklahoma say they (Roll wit us)\n  You know they (Roll wit us)\n  Mississippi, Louisiana say they (Roll wit us)\n  Chicago and Texas you know they (Roll wit us)\n  Detroit and Carolina say they (Roll wit us)\n  With Lil' Rock, St. Louis, they (Roll wit us)\n  And all my overseas gangstas would you (Roll wit us)\n  New Jersey (Roll wit us)\n  And Philly (Roll wit us)\n\n  Now if you ever seen a gangsta ho, hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all them bitches passin' by\n  Straight from the curb on swerve, get up motherfucker\n  With a half bird in the back of the trunk, punk motherfucker\n  I seen a baller, yeah nigga he straight ballin'\n  It's the call of the wild card, the gang motherfucker\n  Where niggas laugh before they talk, shoot before they speak\n  Bitch motherfuckers, they just can't compete\n  We got the all gold day to day\n  Nigga, the gangstas in this motherfucker run thangs\n  Fuck a bitch homie and a bitch nigga, stupid nigga like you\n  Give 'em what they deserve, gold, watered up, all sherm\n  On the microphone, the blood thirsty, money makin'\n  Pistol packin', swingin', jumpin', bust crackin'\n  Squabblin', jackin' assassins, quick to say (Bitch)\n  Quick to say (Fuck you), quick to say motherfuck\n  Your momma and your hood too type of motherfucker\n  So if you somethin' like me\n  And you ridin' with the DPG, D-A-Z and me, we say\n\n  Now all my D.C. Virginia niggas say they (Roll wit us)\n  Virginia and Utah would you (Roll wit us)\n  All my Jersey, Atlanta niggas they (Roll wit us)\n  Minnesota, Alabama would you (Roll wit us)\n  California, Arizona you know they (Roll wit us)\n  Ohio and Amsterdam would you (Roll wit us)\n  Miami, New Mexico say they (Roll wit us)\n  I said they (Roll wit us)\n  You know they (Roll wit us)\n\n  Get up, roll with a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up\n  Duck and leave you lucked up on the greatest thang since a fuck\n  In the cut, nigga what, G'd up\n  In the gangsta ass navy blue truck that nigga Daz and Kurupt\n  It's been a long time since some gangsta shit banged\n  Young hawks in a gangsta ass dogg pound gang\n  Kurupt and Daz, you wasn't serious 'til them niggas got blasted\n  Rollin' with them motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  Got niggas drafted, suicide how we ride\n  Jump out on they ass within the blink of an eye\n  Cash money got us addicted to way we niggas kick it\n  Good shit for bad shit, that's how we get Pacific\n  Jigga's for gettin' it, the A is for Anybody Killa\n  And it's for the niggas, plus the G's, we be gettin' it nigga\n\n  All my long live niggas who say they (Roll wit us)\n  Murder Unit, my niggas say they (Roll wit us)\n  All my Westside Connect niggas you know they (Roll wit us)\n  With the Dungeon, we ride, say they (Roll wit us)\n  And all my niggas from the block, we'll (Roll wit us)\n  Dogg Pound, them my niggas and they (Roll wit us)\n  And all my Ruff Ryders niggas say they (Roll wit us)\n  Flip (Roll wit us), C (Roll wit us)\n\n  Yeah, haha\n  Now just pass the disc, just pass\n  Just pass to this nigga and pass\n  Nigga just pass to this nigga and pass\n  Huh, yeah\n  Bounce, bounce nigga, put your pistols up\n  Bounce nigga, put your pistols up\n  Bounce nigga, put your pistols up\n  Pistols up nigga, yeah\n"},{"id":7789663,"name":"Roll Wit Us","trackName":"Roll Wit Us","artistName":"Tha Dogg Pound","albumName":"2002","duration":312.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{*rattles shaking*}\n\n[Singer] (Daz)\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n[Daz]\nPsssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\nMakin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n(Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\nWhere my block? My everyday is a crime\nA nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\nThree-eighties and gauges and glocks\n(?) made you not wanna sit back\nAnd I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\nFor every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\nI'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\nWit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\nTwo wanted killers slang crack, shit\nSmokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\nStabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\nRoll up in a school and bang - bang!\nAnd hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\nFiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\nThat could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\nThis ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\nNiggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\nWhen Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\nAnd anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\nHoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\nSippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\nI hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\nLettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n[D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n[K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n[Kurupt]\nYou know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n(Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n(Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\nI seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\nCall it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\nWhen niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\nShoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\nThey just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\nNiggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n(Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\nLicorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\nWord, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\nThug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\nJumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\nQuick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\nQuick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n(Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\nSo if he's somethin like me\nAnd you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\nThe (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\nJust say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n[Kurupt]\nJust roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\nFuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\nNigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\nDat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\nIt's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\nYoung ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n[Daz]\nKurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n(FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n(Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n(Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\nCash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\nGood shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n[K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n[D] N is for the NIGGA!\n[K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n[K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n[D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\nFlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n[Daz]\nYeah, haha, now just bounce to this\nJust bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\nNigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\nNiggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n[K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n[K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n[K] Bounce nigga\n[D] Bounce nigga!\n[K] Putcha pistols up\n[D] Pistols up!\n[K] Wassup?\n[D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n{*music plays then fades*}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Wit Us\n  artist: Tha Dogg Pound\n  album: '2002'\n  duration_ms: 312000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  {*rattles shaking*}\n\n  [Singer] (Daz)\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n  [Daz]\n  Psssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\n  Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n  (Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\n  Where my block? My everyday is a crime\n  A nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\n  Three-eighties and gauges and glocks\n  (?) made you not wanna sit back\n  And I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\n  For every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\n  I'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\n  Wit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\n  Two wanted killers slang crack, shit\n  Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\n  Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\n  Roll up in a school and bang - bang!\n  And hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\n  Fiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\n  That could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\n  This ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\n  Niggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\n  When Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\n  And anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\n  Hoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\n  Sippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\n  I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\n  Lettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n  [D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n  [K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n  (Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n  (Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\n  I seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\n  Call it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\n  When niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\n  Shoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\n  They just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\n  Niggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n  (Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\n  Licorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\n  Word, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\n  Thug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\n  Jumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\n  Quick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\n  Quick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n  (Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\n  So if he's somethin like me\n  And you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\n  The (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\n  Just say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  Just roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\n  Fuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\n  Nigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\n  Dat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\n  It's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\n  Young ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n  [Daz]\n  Kurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n  (FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  (Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n  (Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\n  Cash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\n  Good shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n  [K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n  [D] N is for the NIGGA!\n  [K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  FlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n  [Daz]\n  Yeah, haha, now just bounce to this\n  Just bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\n  Nigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\n  Niggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n  [K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n  [K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n  [K] Bounce nigga\n  [D] Bounce nigga!\n  [K] Putcha pistols up\n  [D] Pistols up!\n  [K] Wassup?\n  [D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n  {*music plays then fades*}\n"},{"id":30432364,"name":"Roll Wit' Us","trackName":"Roll Wit' Us","artistName":"Tha Dogg Pound","albumName":"Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000: Still Smokin'","duration":307.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{*rattles shaking*}\n\n[Singer] (Daz)\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n[Daz]\nPsssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\nMakin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n(Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\nWhere my block? My everyday is a crime\nA nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\nThree-eighties and gauges and glocks\n(?) made you not wanna sit back\nAnd I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\nFor every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\nI'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\nWit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\nTwo wanted killers slang crack, shit\nSmokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\nStabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\nRoll up in a school and bang - bang!\nAnd hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\nFiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\nThat could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\nThis ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\nNiggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\nWhen Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\nAnd anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\nHoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\nSippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\nI hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\nLettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n[D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n[K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n[Kurupt]\nYou know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n(Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n(Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\nI seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\nCall it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\nWhen niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\nShoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\nThey just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\nNiggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n(Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\nLicorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\nWord, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\nThug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\nJumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\nQuick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\nQuick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n(Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\nSo if he's somethin like me\nAnd you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\nThe (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\nJust say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n[Kurupt]\nJust roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\nFuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\nNigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\nDat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\nIt's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\nYoung ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n[Daz]\nKurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n(FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n(Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n(Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\nCash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\nGood shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n[K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n[D] N is for the NIGGA!\n[K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n[K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n[D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\nFlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n[Daz]\nYeah, haha, now just bounce to this\nJust bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\nNigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\nNiggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n[K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n[K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n[K] Bounce nigga\n[D] Bounce nigga!\n[K] Putcha pistols up\n[D] Pistols up!\n[K] Wassup?\n[D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n{*music plays then fades*}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Wit' Us\n  artist: Tha Dogg Pound\n  album: 'Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000: Still Smokin'''\n  duration_ms: 307000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  {*rattles shaking*}\n\n  [Singer] (Daz)\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n  [Daz]\n  Psssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\n  Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n  (Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\n  Where my block? My everyday is a crime\n  A nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\n  Three-eighties and gauges and glocks\n  (?) made you not wanna sit back\n  And I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\n  For every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\n  I'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\n  Wit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\n  Two wanted killers slang crack, shit\n  Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\n  Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\n  Roll up in a school and bang - bang!\n  And hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\n  Fiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\n  That could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\n  This ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\n  Niggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\n  When Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\n  And anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\n  Hoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\n  Sippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\n  I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\n  Lettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n  [D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n  [K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n  (Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n  (Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\n  I seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\n  Call it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\n  When niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\n  Shoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\n  They just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\n  Niggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n  (Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\n  Licorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\n  Word, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\n  Thug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\n  Jumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\n  Quick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\n  Quick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n  (Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\n  So if he's somethin like me\n  And you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\n  The (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\n  Just say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  Just roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\n  Fuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\n  Nigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\n  Dat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\n  It's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\n  Young ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n  [Daz]\n  Kurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n  (FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  (Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n  (Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\n  Cash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\n  Good shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n  [K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n  [D] N is for the NIGGA!\n  [K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  FlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n  [Daz]\n  Yeah, haha, now just bounce to this\n  Just bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\n  Nigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\n  Niggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n  [K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n  [K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n  [K] Bounce nigga\n  [D] Bounce nigga!\n  [K] Putcha pistols up\n  [D] Pistols up!\n  [K] Wassup?\n  [D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n  {*music plays then fades*}\n"},{"id":32507255,"name":"Roll Wit Us","trackName":"Roll Wit Us","artistName":"Tha Dogg Pound","albumName":"Paw Printz","duration":307.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"{*rattles shaking*}\n\n[Singer] (Daz)\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\nHoul (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n[Daz]\nPsssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\nMakin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n(Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\nWhere my block? My everyday is a crime\nA nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\nThree-eighties and gauges and glocks\n(?) made you not wanna sit back\nAnd I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\nFor every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\nI'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\nWit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\nTwo wanted killers slang crack, shit\nSmokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\nStabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\nRoll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\nRoll up in a school and bang - bang!\nAnd hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\nFiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\nThat could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\nThis ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\nNiggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\nWhen Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\nAnd anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\nHoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\nSippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\nI hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\nLettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n[K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n[D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n[K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n[Kurupt]\nYou know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\nReady to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n(Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n(Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\nI seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\nCall it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\nWhen niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\nShoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\nThey just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\nNiggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n(Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\nLicorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\nWord, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\nThug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\nJumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\nQuick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\nQuick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n(Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\nSo if he's somethin like me\nAnd you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\nThe (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n[K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\nJust say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n[Kurupt]\nJust roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\nFuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\nNigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\nDat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\nIt's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\nYoung ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n[Daz]\nKurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n(FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n(Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n(Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\nCash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\nGood shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n[K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n[D] N is for the NIGGA!\n[K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n{*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n[D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n[K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n[D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n[K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n[D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\nFlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n[Daz]\nYeah, haha, now just bounce to this\nJust bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\nNigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\nNiggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n[K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n[K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n[D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n[K] Bounce nigga\n[D] Bounce nigga!\n[K] Putcha pistols up\n[D] Pistols up!\n[K] Wassup?\n[D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n{*music plays then fades*}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Wit Us\n  artist: Tha Dogg Pound\n  album: Paw Printz\n  duration_ms: 307000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  {*rattles shaking*}\n\n  [Singer] (Daz)\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl, houl, houl - houl, houl, houl\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl (uhh, uhh)\n  Houl (uhh) houl (uhh) houl\n\n  [Daz]\n  Psssh, I didn't realize we'd be cashin in\n  Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here\n  (Nigga!) Fiends sniff to cops gang-bangin\n  Where my block? My everyday is a crime\n  A nine to five, slangin bucks, nine millimeters\n  Three-eighties and gauges and glocks\n  (?) made you not wanna sit back\n  And I watch the clock (hah!) watchin anybody and any\n  For every fuckin dime, every penny, what a pity\n  I'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (?)\n  Wit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now\n  Two wanted killers slang crack, shit\n  Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah\n  Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya\n  Roll wit niggaz, that's the same, or roll wit a gang\n  Roll up in a school and bang - bang!\n  And hang out, to sellin (?) struck out\n  Fiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream\n  That could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit\n  This ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)\n  Niggaz around my block, start actin so crummy\n  When Atlanta dawgs reach that G status, just to have it\n  And anything that'll (?) out my jock just to have us\n  Hoppin down the steps, where my homeboys chill\n  Sippin hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real\n  I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside\n  Lettin niggaz know that this the C-SIIDE! (yeah)\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Mississipi, Lousiania said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Yeah, Chicago and Texas, you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Detriot and Carolina said they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] When Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang\n  [D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US\n  [K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  You know you never seen a gangsta hol', hella high\n  Ready to ride, give it up to all the bitches passin by\n  (Whattup girl?) Crazy wit 'em curves, work it up motherfucker\n  (Ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker\n  I seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin\n  Call it a wild card, the gang motherfucker (yeah)\n  When niggaz 'bout to fo' they talk (ugh, ugh!)\n  Shoot the fo' the big bitch motherfucker\n  They just can't compete (uh-huh) we got the hardco' thang to bang\n  Niggaz is gang-bangin up in this motherfucker, bottom thang\n  (Hell yeah) Fuck a bitch homey, and a bitch nigga\n  Licorice nigga like \"You give 'em what he deserve\"\n  Word, brought it up, concern, put a microphone\n  Thug - money makin, pistol packin, juniors\n  Jumpin for scrappin bottles, jackin faster\n  Quick to say \"Bitch,\" quick to say \"Fuck you!\"\n  Quick to say \"Motherfuck ya momma and yo' hood too\"\n  (Nigga it's Tha Dogg Pound) Type of motherfucker\n  So if he's somethin like me\n  And you ridin wit the D.P.G.P.A.C. and me - then say \"Buck buck!\"\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] Now all my neezies up in (?) ROLL WIT US\n  The (?) Utah, won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] All my dirty Atlanta niggaz they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Minnesota, Alabama won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] California, Arizona you know they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Ohio and Amsterdamn won't ya ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Miami, New Mexico say they ROLL WIT US\n  Just say they ROLL WIT US, you know they ROLL WIT US\n\n  [Kurupt]\n  Just roll wit a gangsta bitch and shut the fuck up (suck a nut)\n  Fuck a nigga up, rockin the greatest thang since the fuck in the cut\n  Nigga what? G'd up in the gangsta ass native blue truck\n  Dat Nigga Daz and Kurupt {*screech*}\n  It's been a long time since we gangstas kept bangin\n  Young ass from the gangsta ass Dogg Pound Gang\n\n  [Daz]\n  Kurupt, I take you rather serious 'til the niggaz kept blastin\n  (FOOL!) Rollin wit the motherfuckers'll leave 'em in a casket\n  (Bitch nigga!) This nigga's is drastic, it's suicide, help me ride\n  (Ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)\n  Cash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick\n  Good shit for bad shit, sorry keep us sippin for jiggin for gettin\n\n  [K] Yeah, the A is for anybody killer\n  [D] N is for the NIGGA!\n  [K] Fuck the G's, beat beginnin nigga!\n\n  {*with singer singing \"howl, howl, howl.\" in background*}\n  [D] And all my No Limit Soldiers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Murder unit, my niggaz say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] All my West side connectin that's jailed they ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Wit the dungeon, weak ballers say they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] Hell, that nigga gon' cop red, ROLL WIT US\n  [K] Dogg Pound and my niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  [D] And all my Ruff Ryder niggaz said they ROLL WIT US\n  FlipMODE WIT US, sit DOWN WIT US\n\n  [Daz]\n  Yeah, haha, now just bounce to this\n  Just bounce (just bounce) just bounce to this\n  Nigga just bounce (just bounce) nigga just bounce to this\n  Niggaz just bounce (bounce), ugh, yeah {*echoes*}\n\n  [K] Bounce, bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Putcha pistols up, yeah {*echoes*}\n  [K] Bounce nigga (bounce nigga)\n  [D] Just putcha pistols up, pistols up!\n  [K] Bounce nigga\n  [D] Bounce nigga!\n  [K] Putcha pistols up\n  [D] Pistols up!\n  [K] Wassup?\n  [D] NIIIGGAAA! {*echoes*} Yeah\n\n  {*music plays then fades*}\n"}]