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Connected","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz","albumName":"Snoop Dogg Present Tha Eastsidaz","duration":259.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Come on man, Eastsidaz\nEastside\nInfamous Mobb\nInfamous Mobb Deep\n\nOut the motherfucking depths of New York, it's P\nYou couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\nIf you did, you wouldn't get far enough to brag\nI put my guns to work on your bitch ass\nHold up, niggas fuckin' up the game\nPut my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin'\nFuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble with my freedom\nThese niggas gonna learn to respect the P-Dub\n\nI don't take no shit off of nobody\nNo nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party\nLet's not test my gangster, that's how you get bodied\nThat's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\nLives is shedded, fuckin' wit these east side niggas\nWe teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit\nWe got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P\nKokane and my nigga Snoop D-O double G\n\nBig hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\nFools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\nFrom the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\nAnd we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\nIn the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\nLong Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\nFuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\nBig boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\nWet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\nCome back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\nCongregating, operating Gs and hustlers\nYou other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\nThe DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\nBandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\nStay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nOh what, you got beef?\nConnected\nRun up on ya while you sleep\nStay connected\n\nMy nephews play for keeps\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nBlast your ass in the streets\nWe connected\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nStay connected\nFor life!\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\nConnect with my dogs be that serious shit\nSerious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\nIce and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\nAnd pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\nTold you fucks before, when it rains it pours\nIt's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\nBetter walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\nFuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n\nMums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\nOf a wise young man who didn't get the picture\nWe keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\nCross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\nQB and we truly rep for ours\nWars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\nWhen it came to this game though, we changed the shit\nAnd fuck who you with, it's what you up in the club but yo\n\nUzi's, AKs, Glock 40s and Tech 9s\nTryna' take mines, you'll be a dead motherfucker\nCome up short, with your life on support\nBurning rubber down the street in a black super spoke\nFour pokes to the neck, five sticks to the dome\nGunpowder on my clothes when I smacked him in his nose\n\nReal talk, show you how to walk the walk\nAll black, all times when I scheme and stalk\nIt's something about being a cold-blooded killer\nI'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass gorilla\nI'm G'd up, smoking all the motherfucking weed up\nDrinking on a full cup nigga\n\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nOh what, you got beef?\nConnected\nRun up on you while you sleep\nStay connected\n\nMy nephews play for keeps\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nRun up on you while you sleep\nWe connected\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nStay connected!\n\nYeah, definitely connected\nHow you love that?\nUh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES\nEast side up Eastsidaz\nFrom QB to the LB\nYou see what I see and G how I G\nFeel me?\nEastsidaz, duces and trayz the old-fashioned way\nAlchemist\nUh, yeah-yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.71] Come on man, Eastsidaz\n[00:04.85] Eastside\n[00:07.10] Infamous Mobb\n[00:07.98] Infamous Mobb Deep\n[00:09.77] Out the motherfucking depths of New York, it's P\n[00:12.18] You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n[00:14.54] If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to brag\n[00:17.18] I put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n[00:19.42] Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game\n[00:21.65] Put my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin'\n[00:24.56] Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble with my freedom\n[00:27.61] These niggas gonna learn to respect the P-Dub\n[00:29.95] I don't take no shit off of nobody\n[00:32.16] No nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party\n[00:34.53] Let's not test my gangster, that's how you get bodied\n[00:37.28] That's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\n[00:39.54] Lives is shedded, fuckin' wit these east side niggas\n[00:42.29] We teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit\n[00:43.72] We got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P\n[00:47.54] Kokane and my nigga Snoop D-O double G\n[00:49.28] Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n[00:51.85] Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\n[00:54.23] From the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\n[00:56.83] And we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\n[00:59.28] In the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\n[01:01.75] Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\n[01:03.95] Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n[01:06.77] Big boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\n[01:09.23] Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n[01:11.91] Come back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\n[01:14.42] Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers\n[01:16.84] You other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\n[01:19.56] The DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\n[01:24.32] Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n[01:26.52] Stay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n[01:29.33] Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n[01:30.11] We connected\n[01:31.27] From the West to the East\n[01:32.72] Connected\n[01:33.73] Oh what, you got beef?\n[01:35.23] Connected\n[01:36.28] Run up on ya while you sleep\n[01:37.35] Stay connected\n[01:38.69] My nephews play for keeps\n[01:39.94] We connected\n[01:41.19] From the West to the East\n[01:42.67] Connected\n[01:43.58] Blast your ass in the streets\n[01:44.98] We connected\n[01:46.70] Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n[01:47.33] Stay connected\n[01:48.07] For life!\n[01:49.06] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:54.06] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n[01:58.71] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n[02:04.14] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n[02:08.63] Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n[02:10.98] Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n[02:13.51] Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n[02:16.16] And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n[02:18.49] Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n[02:20.93] It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n[02:23.49] Better walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\n[02:26.45] Fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n[02:28.36] Mums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\n[02:30.81] Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture\n[02:33.18] We keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\n[02:35.77] Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\n[02:38.89] QB and we truly rep for ours\n[02:40.71] Wars and scars, 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damaged\n  Lives is shedded, fuckin' wit these east side niggas\n  We teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit\n  We got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P\n  Kokane and my nigga Snoop D-O double G\n\n  Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n  Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\n  From the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\n  And we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\n  In the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\n  Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\n  Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\n  Big boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\n  Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n  Come back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\n  Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers\n  You other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\n  The DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\n  Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n  Stay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on ya while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Blast your ass in the streets\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  Stay connected\n  For life!\n\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\n  Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n  Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n  Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n  Better walk or crawl (for real), 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yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\nConnect with my dogs be that serious shit\nSerious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\nIce and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\nAnd pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\nTold you fucks before, when it rains it pours\nIt's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\nBetter walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\nFuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n\nMums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\nOf a wise young man who didn't get the picture\nWe keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\nCross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\nQB and we truly rep for ours\nWars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\nWhen it came to this game though, we changed the shit\nAnd fuck who you with, it's what you up in the club but 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Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\n  From the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\n  And we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\n  In the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\n  Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\n  Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\n  Big boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\n  Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n  Come back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\n  Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers\n  You other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\n  The DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\n  Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n  Stay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on ya while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Blast your ass in the streets\n  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From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on ya while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Blast your ass in the streets\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  Stay connected\n  For life!\n\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\n  Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n  Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n  Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n  Better walk or crawl (for real), 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smoking all the motherfucking weed up\n  Drinking on a full cup nigga\n\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on you while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Run up on you while you sleep\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  Stay connected!\n\n  Yeah, definitely connected\n  How you love that?\n  Uh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES\n  East side up Eastsidaz\n  From QB to the LB\n  You see what I see and G how I G\n  Feel me?\n  Eastsidaz, duces and trayz the old-fashioned way\n  Alchemist\n  Uh, yeah-yeah\n"},{"id":24733994,"name":"Connected (feat. 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double G\n\nBig hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\nFools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\nFrom the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\nAnd we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\nIn the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\nLong Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\nFuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\nBig boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\nWet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\nCome back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\nCongregating, operating Gs and hustlers\nYou other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\nThe DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\nBandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\nStay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nOh what, you got beef?\nConnected\nRun up on ya while you sleep\nStay connected\n\nMy nephews play for keeps\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nBlast your ass in the 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up on you while you sleep\nWe connected\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nStay connected!\n\nYeah, definitely connected\nHow you love that?\nUh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES\nEast side up Eastsidaz\nFrom QB to the LB\nYou see what I see and G how I G\nFeel me?\nEastsidaz, duces and trayz the old-fashioned way\nAlchemist\nUh, yeah-yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.71] Come on man, Eastsidaz\n[00:04.85] Eastside\n[00:07.10] Infamous Mobb\n[00:07.98] Infamous Mobb Deep\n[00:09.77] Out the motherfucking depths of New York, it's P\n[00:12.18] You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n[00:14.54] If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to brag\n[00:17.18] I put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n[00:19.42] Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game\n[00:21.65] Put my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin'\n[00:24.56] Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble with my freedom\n[00:27.61] These niggas gonna learn to respect the P-Dub\n[00:29.95] I don't take no shit off of nobody\n[00:32.16] No nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party\n[00:34.53] Let's not test my gangster, that's how you get bodied\n[00:37.28] That's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\n[00:39.54] Lives is shedded, fuckin' wit these east side niggas\n[00:42.29] We teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit\n[00:43.72] We got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P\n[00:47.54] Kokane and my nigga Snoop D-O double G\n[00:49.28] Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n[00:51.85] Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\n[00:54.23] From the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\n[00:56.83] And we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\n[00:59.28] In the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\n[01:01.75] Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\n[01:03.95] Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n[01:06.77] Big boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\n[01:09.23] Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n[01:11.91] Come back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\n[01:14.42] Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers\n[01:16.84] You other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\n[01:19.56] The DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\n[01:24.32] Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n[01:26.52] Stay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n[01:29.33] Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n[01:30.11] We connected\n[01:31.27] From the West to the East\n[01:32.72] Connected\n[01:33.73] Oh what, you got beef?\n[01:35.23] Connected\n[01:36.28] Run up on ya while you sleep\n[01:37.35] Stay connected\n[01:38.69] My nephews play for keeps\n[01:39.94] We connected\n[01:41.19] From the West to the East\n[01:42.67] Connected\n[01:43.58] Blast your ass in the streets\n[01:44.98] We connected\n[01:46.70] Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n[01:47.33] Stay connected\n[01:48.07] For life!\n[01:49.06] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:54.06] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n[01:58.71] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n[02:04.14] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n[02:08.63] Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n[02:10.98] Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n[02:13.51] Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n[02:16.16] And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n[02:18.49] Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n[02:20.93] It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n[02:23.49] Better walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\n[02:26.45] Fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n[02:28.36] Mums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\n[02:30.81] Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture\n[02:33.18] We keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\n[02:35.77] Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\n[02:38.89] QB and we truly rep for ours\n[02:40.71] Wars and scars, 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From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on ya while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Blast your ass in the streets\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  Stay connected\n  For life!\n\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\n  Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n  Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n  Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n  Better walk or crawl (for real), 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spittin' them tools\nFrom the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\nAnd we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\nIn the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\nLong Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\nFuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\nBig boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\nWet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\nCome back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\nCongregating, operating Gs and hustlers\nYou other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\nThe DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\nBandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\nStay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nOh what, you got beef?\nConnected\nRun up on ya while you sleep\nStay connected\n\nMy nephews play for keeps\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nBlast your ass in the streets\nWe connected\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nStay connected\nFor life!\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\nConnect with my dogs be that serious shit\nSerious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\nIce and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\nAnd pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\nTold you fucks before, when it rains it pours\nIt's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\nBetter walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\nFuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n\nMums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\nOf a wise young man who didn't get the picture\nWe keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\nCross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\nQB and we truly rep for ours\nWars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\nWhen it came to this 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yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\n  Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n  Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n  Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n  Better walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\n  Fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n\n  Mums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\n  Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture\n  We keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\n  Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\n  QB and we truly rep for ours\n  Wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\n  When it came to this game though, we changed the shit\n  And fuck who you with, it's what you up in the club but yo\n\n  Uzi's, AKs, 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Mobb Deep & Kokane\n  album: 'Duces ''n Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way'\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  f/ kokane, mobb deep\n\n  come on man, eastsidaz\n\n  eastside...\n\n  infamous mobb\n\n  infamous mobb deep\n\n  out the muthafuckin depths in new york, it's p\n  you couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n  if you did, you wouldn't get far enough to bag\n  i put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n  hold up, niggas fuckin up the game\n  put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin\n  fuck it, i'll still buck em and gamble wit my freedom\n  these niggas gon learn to respect the p-dub\n  i don't take no shit off of nobody\n  no nigga, no bitch, lets get rich and party\n  lets not test my gangsta, that's how you get bodied\n  that's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\n  lives is shedded, fuckin wit these east side niggas\n  we teach y'all niggas bout this murder shit\n  we got tray deee, goldie loc, hav and p\n  kokane, wit my niggas snoop d-o-g-g\n\n  big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n  fools loud mouth we all about spittin them tools\n  from the coast of the locs were the gs was born\n  and we raise up b.g.s to keep it goin\n  in the alleys, not the valleys, killa cali the zone\n  long beach bringin heat takin off when it's on\n  fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n  big boys play wit keeps when we bring the toys\n  wet t-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n  come back for ya homies as you gettin ya dirt dug\n  congregatin, operatin gs and hustlas\n  you other muthafuckas can't concieve our structures\n  the dpgc, the m-o-b-b, stricly east side and we ride on g.p.\n  bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n  stay mashin on bustas not givin a fuck\n\n  eastsidaz and mobb deep\n  we connected\n  from the west to the east\n  connected\n  oh what you got beef?\n  connected\n  run up on ya while ya sleep\n  stay connected\n  my nephews play wit keeps\n  we connected\n  from the west to the east\n  connected\n  blast ya ass in the streets\n  we connected\n  eastsidaz & mobb deep\n  stay connected\n  for life\n\n  yeah (repeat 30x)\n\n  connect wit my dogs be that serious shit\n  serious things when m-o-b and sidaz bang\n  ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  and pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  its a cold, cold, cold world niggas it's doggy dogg\n  better walk or crawl(for real), cause on the real homeboy\n  fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n  moms praisin the lords, rev paintin the picture\n  of a wise young man who didn't get the picture\n  we keep it gangsta nigga, don't get it twisted nigga\n  cross me nigga you'll wind up a missin nigga\n  qb and we trully, rep for ours\n  wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\n  when it came to this game though we changed the shit\n  and fuck who you wit, it's what you up in the club but yo\n\n  uzis, aks, glock 40s and tech 9s\n  tryna take mines, you'll be a dead muthafucka\n  come up short, wit yo life on support\n  burnin rubber down the street in a black super spoke\n  fo' pokes to the neck, five sticks to the dome\n  gun powder on my clothes when i smacked him in his nose\n  real talk, show you how to walk the walk\n  all black all times when i scheme and stalk\n  its somethin about bein a cold blooded killa\n  i'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass guerilla\n  i'm g'd up, smokin all the muthafuckin weed up\n  drinkin on a full cup nigga\n\n  yeah, defintely connected\n  how you love that?\n  uh, like i said you can't spell the west without the es\n  east side up eastsidaz\n  from qb to the lb\n  you see what i see and g how i g\n  feel me?\n  eastsidaz, duces and trayz the old fashioned way\n  alchemist...\n  uh, yeah-yay\n"},{"id":9723626,"name":"Connected","trackName":"Connected","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz feat. 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Kokane & Mobb Deep\n  album: 'Duces ’N Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way'\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  f/ kokane, mobb deep\n\n  come on man, eastsidaz\n\n  eastside...\n\n  infamous mobb\n\n  infamous mobb deep\n\n  out the muthafuckin depths in new york, it's p\n  you couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n  if you did, you wouldn't get far enough to bag\n  i put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n  hold up, niggas fuckin up the game\n  put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin\n  fuck it, i'll still buck em and gamble wit my freedom\n  these niggas gon learn to respect the p-dub\n  i don't take no shit off of nobody\n  no nigga, no bitch, lets get rich and party\n  lets not test my gangsta, that's how you get bodied\n  that's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\n  lives is shedded, fuckin wit these east side niggas\n  we teach y'all niggas bout this murder shit\n  we got tray deee, goldie loc, hav and p\n  kokane, wit my niggas snoop d-o-g-g\n\n  big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n  fools loud mouth we all about spittin them tools\n  from the coast of the locs were the gs was born\n  and we raise up b.g.s to keep it goin\n  in the alleys, not the valleys, killa cali the zone\n  long beach bringin heat takin off when it's on\n  fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n  big boys play wit keeps when we bring the toys\n  wet t-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n  come back for ya homies as you gettin ya dirt dug\n  congregatin, operatin gs and hustlas\n  you other muthafuckas can't concieve our structures\n  the dpgc, the m-o-b-b, stricly east side and we ride on g.p.\n  bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n  stay mashin on bustas not givin a fuck\n\n  eastsidaz and mobb deep\n  we connected\n  from the west to the east\n  connected\n  oh what you got beef?\n  connected\n  run up on ya while ya sleep\n  stay connected\n  my nephews play wit keeps\n  we connected\n  from the west to the east\n  connected\n  blast ya ass in the streets\n  we connected\n  eastsidaz & mobb deep\n  stay connected\n  for life\n\n  yeah (repeat 30x)\n\n  connect wit my dogs be that serious shit\n  serious things when m-o-b and sidaz bang\n  ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  and pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  its a cold, cold, cold world niggas it's doggy dogg\n  better walk or crawl(for real), cause on the real homeboy\n  fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n  moms praisin the lords, rev paintin the picture\n  of a wise young man who didn't get the picture\n  we keep it gangsta nigga, don't get it twisted nigga\n  cross me nigga you'll wind up a missin nigga\n  qb and we trully, rep for ours\n  wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\n  when it came to this game though we changed the shit\n  and fuck who you wit, it's what you up in the club but yo\n\n  uzis, aks, glock 40s and tech 9s\n  tryna take mines, you'll be a dead muthafucka\n  come up short, wit yo life on support\n  burnin rubber down the street in a black super spoke\n  fo' pokes to the neck, five sticks to the dome\n  gun powder on my clothes when i smacked him in his nose\n  real talk, show you how to walk the walk\n  all black all times when i scheme and stalk\n  its somethin about bein a cold blooded killa\n  i'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass guerilla\n  i'm g'd up, smokin all the muthafuckin weed up\n  drinkin on a full cup nigga\n\n  yeah, defintely connected\n  how you love that?\n  uh, like i said you can't spell the west without the es\n  east side up eastsidaz\n  from qb to the lb\n  you see what i see and g how i g\n  feel me?\n  eastsidaz, duces and trayz the old fashioned way\n  alchemist...\n  uh, yeah-yay\n"},{"id":28691417,"name":"Connected","trackName":"Connected","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz featuring Mobb Deep and Kokane","albumName":"Duces ’n Trayz: The Old Fashioned 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spittin' them tools\nFrom the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\nAnd we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\nIn the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\nLong Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\nFuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\nBig boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\nWet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\nCome back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\nCongregating, operating Gs and hustlers\nYou other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\nThe DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\nBandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\nStay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nOh what, you got beef?\nConnected\nRun up on ya while you sleep\nStay connected\n\nMy nephews play for keeps\nWe connected\nFrom the West to the East\nConnected\nBlast your ass in the streets\nWe connected\nEastsidaz and Mobb Deep\nStay connected\nFor life!\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\nConnect with my dogs be that serious shit\nSerious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\nIce and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\nAnd pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\nTold you fucks before, when it rains it pours\nIt's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\nBetter walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\nFuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n\nMums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\nOf a wise young man who didn't get the picture\nWe keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\nCross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\nQB and we truly rep for ours\nWars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\nWhen it came to this 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connected\nHow you love that?\nUh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES\nEast side up Eastsidaz\nFrom QB to the LB\nYou see what I see and G how I G\nFeel me?\nEastsidaz, duces and trayz the old-fashioned way\nAlchemist\nUh, yeah-yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.71] Come on man, Eastsidaz\n[00:04.85] Eastside\n[00:07.10] Infamous Mobb\n[00:07.98] Infamous Mobb Deep\n[00:09.77] Out the motherfucking depths of New York, it's P\n[00:12.18] You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n[00:14.54] If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to brag\n[00:17.18] I put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n[00:19.42] Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game\n[00:21.65] Put my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin'\n[00:24.56] Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble with my freedom\n[00:27.61] These niggas gonna learn to respect the P-Dub\n[00:29.95] I don't take no shit off of nobody\n[00:32.16] No nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party\n[00:34.53] Let's not test my 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 start_ms: 246990\nplain: |-\n  Come on man, Eastsidaz\n  Eastside\n  Infamous Mobb\n  Infamous Mobb Deep\n\n  Out the motherfucking depths of New York, it's P\n  You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n  If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to brag\n  I put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n  Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game\n  Put my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin'\n  Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble with my freedom\n  These niggas gonna learn to respect the P-Dub\n\n  I don't take no shit off of nobody\n  No nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party\n  Let's not test my gangster, that's how you get bodied\n  That's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\n  Lives is shedded, fuckin' wit these east side niggas\n  We teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit\n  We got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P\n  Kokane and my nigga Snoop D-O double G\n\n  Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n  Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\n  From the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\n  And we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\n  In the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\n  Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\n  Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\n  Big boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\n  Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n  Come back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\n  Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers\n  You other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\n  The DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\n  Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n  Stay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on ya while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Blast your ass in the streets\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb 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206810\n  end_ms: 208140\n- text: My nephews play for keeps\n  start_ms: 208140\n  end_ms: 209620\n- text: We connected\n  start_ms: 209620\n  end_ms: 210670\n- text: From the West to the East\n  start_ms: 210670\n  end_ms: 212110\n- text: Connected\n  start_ms: 212110\n  end_ms: 213150\n- text: Run up on you while you sleep\n  start_ms: 213150\n  end_ms: 214480\n- text: We connected\n  start_ms: 214480\n  end_ms: 216230\n- text: Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  start_ms: 216230\n  end_ms: 216990\n- text: Stay connected!\n  start_ms: 216990\n  end_ms: 218250\n- text: Yeah, definitely connected\n  start_ms: 218250\n  end_ms: 221760\n- text: How you love that?\n  start_ms: 221760\n  end_ms: 223810\n- text: Uh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES\n  start_ms: 223810\n  end_ms: 229780\n- text: East side up Eastsidaz\n  start_ms: 229780\n  end_ms: 232370\n- text: From QB to the LB\n  start_ms: 232370\n  end_ms: 235590\n- text: You see what I see and G how I G\n  start_ms: 235590\n  end_ms: 237710\n- text: Feel me?\n  start_ms: 237710\n  end_ms: 239400\n- text: Eastsidaz, duces and trayz the old-fashioned way\n  start_ms: 239400\n  end_ms: 243020\n- text: Alchemist\n  start_ms: 243020\n  end_ms: 245490\n- text: Uh, yeah-yeah\n  start_ms: 245490\n  end_ms: 246960\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 246960\nplain: |-\n  Come on man, Eastsidaz\n  Eastside\n  Infamous Mobb\n  Infamous Mobb Deep\n\n  Out the motherfucking depths of New York, it's P\n  You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid\n  If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to brag\n  I put my guns to work on your bitch ass\n  Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game\n  Put my name in statements, cooperating with these and talkin'\n  Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and gamble with my freedom\n  These niggas gonna learn to respect the P-Dub\n\n  I don't take no shit off of nobody\n  No nigga, no bitch, let's get rich and party\n  Let's not test my gangster, that's how you get bodied\n  That's how hearts get took, pride get damaged\n  Lives is shedded, fuckin' wit these east side niggas\n  We teach y'all niggas 'bout this murder shit\n  We got Trey Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P\n  Kokane and my nigga Snoop D-O double G\n\n  Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues\n  Fools loud mouth we all about spittin' them tools\n  From the coast of the locs where the Gs was born\n  And we raise up BGs to keep it goin'\n  In the alleys, not the valleys, Killa Cali the zone\n  Long Beach bringin' heat takin' off when it's on\n  Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise\n\n  Big boys play for keeps when we bring the toys\n  Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz\n  Come back for you homies as you getting you dirt dug\n  Congregating, operating Gs and hustlers\n  You other motherfuckers can't conceive our structure\n  The DPGC, the MOBB strictly eastside and we ride on GP\n  Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks\n  Stay mashing on busters not giving a fuck\n\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on ya while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Blast your ass in the streets\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  Stay connected\n  For life!\n\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (gangster shit)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out, true gangster shit, yo)\n\n  Connect with my dogs be that serious shit\n  Serious things when MOB and 'sidaz bang\n  Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs\n  And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs\n  Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours\n  It's a cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg\n  Better walk or crawl (for real), cause on the real home boy\n  Fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue\n\n  Mums praising the lord, Rev's painting the picture\n  Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture\n  We keep it gangster nigga don't get it twisted nigga\n  Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missing nigga\n  QB and we truly rep for ours\n  Wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips\n  When it came to this game though, we changed the shit\n  And fuck who you with, it's what you up in the club but yo\n\n  Uzi's, AKs, Glock 40s and Tech 9s\n  Tryna' take mines, you'll be a dead motherfucker\n  Come up short, with your life on support\n  Burning rubber down the street in a black super spoke\n  Four pokes to the neck, five sticks to the dome\n  Gunpowder on my clothes when I smacked him in his nose\n\n  Real talk, show you how to walk the walk\n  All black, all times when I scheme and stalk\n  It's something about being a cold-blooded killer\n  I'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass gorilla\n  I'm G'd up, smoking all the motherfucking weed up\n  Drinking on a full cup nigga\n\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Oh what, you got beef?\n  Connected\n  Run up on you while you sleep\n  Stay connected\n\n  My nephews play for keeps\n  We connected\n  From the West to the East\n  Connected\n  Run up on you while you sleep\n  We connected\n  Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep\n  Stay connected!\n\n  Yeah, definitely connected\n  How you love that?\n  Uh, like I said, you can't spell the West without the ES\n  East side up Eastsidaz\n  From QB to the LB\n  You see what I see and G how I G\n  Feel me?\n  Eastsidaz, duces and trayz the old-fashioned way\n  Alchemist\n  Uh, yeah-yeah\n"}]