[{"id":35258574,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Game - Essentials","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.52] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.18] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.75] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.82] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.21] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.42] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.57] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.55] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.14] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.51] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.85] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.00] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.68] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.96] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.48] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.54] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.08] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.42] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.75] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.46] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.11] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.75] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.55] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.93] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.88] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.44] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: The Game - Essentials\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":4830122,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.52] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.18] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.75] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.82] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.21] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.42] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.57] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.55] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.14] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.51] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.85] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.00] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.68] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.96] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.48] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.54] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.08] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.42] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.75] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.46] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.11] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.75] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.55] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.93] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.88] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.44] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":3967444,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece (Deluxe)","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece (Deluxe)\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 94440\n end_ms: 98590\n- text: I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n start_ms: 98590\n end_ms: 101920\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101920\n end_ms: 105040\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105040\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 111550\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111550\n end_ms: 115330\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 115330\n end_ms: 118430\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118430\n end_ms: 121580\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121580\n end_ms: 124950\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124950\n end_ms: 128150\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128150\n end_ms: 131870\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131870\n end_ms: 135120\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 135120\n end_ms: 138410\n- text: I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138410\n end_ms: 141610\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n start_ms: 141610\n end_ms: 145150\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145150\n end_ms: 148470\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148470\n end_ms: 149120\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":3595044,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.52] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.18] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.75] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.82] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.21] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.42] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.57] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.55] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.14] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.51] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.85] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.00] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.68] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.96] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.48] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.54] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.08] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.42] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.75] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.46] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.11] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.75] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.55] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.93] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.88] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.44] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece\n duration_ms: 322000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":9102305,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Grand Theft Auto V Radio","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Grand Theft Auto V Radio\n duration_ms: 321000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":30721434,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"GTA V Soundtracks","duration":11.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.52] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.18] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.75] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.82] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.21] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.42] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.57] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.55] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.14] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.51] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.85] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.00] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.68] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.96] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.48] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.54] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.08] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.42] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.75] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.46] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.11] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.75] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.55] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.93] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.88] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.44] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: GTA V Soundtracks\n duration_ms: 11000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101920\n end_ms: 105040\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105040\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 111550\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111550\n end_ms: 115330\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 115330\n end_ms: 118430\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118430\n end_ms: 121580\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121580\n end_ms: 124950\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124950\n end_ms: 128150\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128150\n end_ms: 131870\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131870\n end_ms: 135120\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 135120\n end_ms: 138410\n- text: I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138410\n end_ms: 141610\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n start_ms: 141610\n end_ms: 145150\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145150\n end_ms: 148470\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148470\n end_ms: 149120\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":32239129,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece (Deluxe Version)","duration":372.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.52] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.18] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.75] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.82] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.21] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.42] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.57] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.55] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.14] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.51] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.85] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.00] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.68] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.96] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.48] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.54] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.08] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.42] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.75] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.46] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.11] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.75] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.55] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.93] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.88] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.44] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece (Deluxe Version)\n duration_ms: 372000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":16466878,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece (Deluxe Edition)","duration":372.706667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\nCause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it cause my windows tinted\nCar cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\nIn my four door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me 3, 000\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\nUhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\nI'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, No Lie already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\nGo to work, don't work at your residence\n\n...For presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.51] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:05.23] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.66] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.75] Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.75] Or is it cause my windows tinted\n[00:17.10] Car cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.86] You mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:23.70] Well, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:28.99] Yeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\n[00:31.26] In my four door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.68] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.67] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.02] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.32] Versace outfit cost me 3, 000\n[00:48.07] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.16] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.94] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.86] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.71] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.56] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.58] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.46] Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\n[01:14.85] Uhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.94] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:20.45] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.70] Got a black card, and a black phantom\n[01:24.48] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.64] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.59] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.23] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.48] I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.61] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.16] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.65] Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.66] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:54.22] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.25] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.53] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.62] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.25] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.50] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:14.40] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.31] I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:22.02] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n[02:25.43] And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.79] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.69] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.57] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.86] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.40] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:49.23] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:49.74] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:50.36] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:55.69] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.58] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[03:00.30] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.89] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.16] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:10.14] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:13.49] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.89] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.33] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:23.10] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.26] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\n[03:29.99] I'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\n[03:33.37] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:36.09] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\n[03:39.74] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\n[03:43.10] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.61] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.09] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.52] No lie, No Lie already got a plaque\n[03:56.60] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.33] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.45] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.40] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.92] This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\n[04:13.72] Go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:15.85] ...For presidents\n[04:18.32] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:22.66] Riding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\n[04:24.31] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.39] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\n[04:31.45] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.08] Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\n[04:39.39] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:43.25] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.64] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.94] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.35] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.14] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:58.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 372707\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 4510\n end_ms: 5230\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 5230\n end_ms: 7660\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149690\n end_ms: 152570\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152570\n end_ms: 155860\n- text: Ali Bomaye! 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284640\n end_ms: 287940\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287940\n end_ms: 291350\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291350\n end_ms: 294140\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294140\n end_ms: 298580\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 298580\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it cause my windows tinted\n Car cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\n In my four door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me 3, 000\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\n Uhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\n I'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, No Lie already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\n Go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n ...For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n"},{"id":16937312,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Surf's Up! Hip-Hop Edition","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\nCause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it cause my windows tinted\nCar cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\nIn my four door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me 3, 000\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\nUhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\nI'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, No Lie already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\nGo to work, don't work at your residence\n\n...For presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.51] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:05.23] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.66] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.48] I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.61] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.16] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.65] Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.66] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:54.22] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.25] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.53] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.62] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.25] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.50] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:14.40] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.31] I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:22.02] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n[02:25.43] And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.79] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.69] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.57] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.86] Ali Bomaye! 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101610\n end_ms: 105160\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105160\n end_ms: 108650\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108650\n end_ms: 111660\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111660\n end_ms: 114220\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 114220\n end_ms: 118250\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118250\n end_ms: 121530\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121530\n end_ms: 124620\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124620\n end_ms: 128250\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128250\n end_ms: 131500\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131500\n end_ms: 134400\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 134400\n end_ms: 138310\n- text: I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138310\n end_ms: 142020\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n start_ms: 142020\n end_ms: 145430\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145430\n end_ms: 148790\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148790\n end_ms: 149690\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149690\n end_ms: 152570\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152570\n end_ms: 155860\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155860\n end_ms: 159400\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159400\n end_ms: 169230\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 169230\n end_ms: 169740\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 169740\n end_ms: 170360\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 170360\n end_ms: 175690\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 175690\n end_ms: 176580\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176580\n end_ms: 180300\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 180300\n end_ms: 182890\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182890\n end_ms: 186160\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186160\n end_ms: 190140\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 190140\n end_ms: 193490\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 193490\n end_ms: 196890\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196890\n end_ms: 199330\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199330\n end_ms: 203100\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 203100\n end_ms: 206260\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\n start_ms: 206260\n end_ms: 209990\n- text: I'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\n start_ms: 209990\n end_ms: 213370\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213370\n end_ms: 216090\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\n start_ms: 216090\n end_ms: 219740\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\n start_ms: 219740\n end_ms: 223100\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223100\n end_ms: 225610\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225610\n end_ms: 229090\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229090\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232520\n- text: No lie, No Lie already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232520\n end_ms: 236600\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236600\n end_ms: 239330\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239330\n end_ms: 243450\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243450\n end_ms: 246400\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246400\n end_ms: 249920\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\n start_ms: 249920\n end_ms: 253720\n- text: Go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 253720\n end_ms: 255850\n- text: '...For presidents'\n start_ms: 255850\n end_ms: 258320\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 258320\n end_ms: 262660\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 262660\n end_ms: 264310\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 264310\n end_ms: 267390\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\n start_ms: 267390\n end_ms: 271450\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 271450\n end_ms: 274080\n- text: Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274080\n end_ms: 279390\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 279390\n end_ms: 283250\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 283250\n end_ms: 284640\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284640\n end_ms: 287940\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287940\n end_ms: 291350\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291350\n end_ms: 294140\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294140\n end_ms: 298580\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 298580\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it cause my windows tinted\n Car cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\n In my four door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me 3, 000\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\n Uhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\n I'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, No Lie already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\n Go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n ...For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n"},{"id":13446011,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Grand Theft Auto V","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Grand Theft Auto V\n duration_ms: 322000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":15645045,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece","duration":328.68,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.04] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:11.61] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:15.07] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:18.47] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:21.77] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:24.57] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:28.23] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:31.90] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:35.43] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:39.00] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:42.03] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:45.63] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:48.74] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:52.35] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:55.62] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:58.66] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[01:02.38] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[01:05.87] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:09.09] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:12.47] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:15.66] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:18.98] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:22.64] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:25.93] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:29.03] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:30.79] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:32.57] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:35.65] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:39.36] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:42.75] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:46.25] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:49.50] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:52.86] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:55.91] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:59.57] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[02:03.34] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[02:06.48] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:09.51] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:12.94] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:16.43] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:19.91] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:23.46] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:26.76] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:30.45] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:33.32] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:36.57] But they yellin'...\n[02:37.62] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:40.50] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:43.64] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:47.13] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:50.27] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:54.10] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:57.10] I dream big, I think sharp\n[03:00.81] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[03:04.43] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[03:07.22] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:10.61] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:14.49] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:17.36] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:20.76] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:24.14] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:28.12] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:30.97] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:34.51] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:37.82] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:41.15] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:43.64] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:48.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:51.16] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:53.89] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:56.94] 2 Chainz!\n[03:58.96] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[04:00.85] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[04:03.10] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[04:07.52] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:10.77] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:14.28] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:17.65] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:20.66] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:24.50] For presidents\n[04:25.88] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:29.04] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:32.81] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:35.98] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:39.95] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:43.23] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:46.81] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:49.55] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:52.71] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:56.17] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:59.42] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[05:03.87] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[05:07.78] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:08.49] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:09.38] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:10.20] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:10.84] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:11.42] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:12.42] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:13.18] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:14.10] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:14.86] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:15.45] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[05:16.16] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[05:16.75] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[05:17.49] Let me turn my piece around\n[05:18.12] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece\n duration_ms: 328680\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 9040\n end_ms: 11610\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 11610\n end_ms: 15070\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":22212078,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Grand Theft Auto V - Radio Los Santos","duration":322.142041,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Grand Theft Auto V - Radio Los Santos\n duration_ms: 322142\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":13308394,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"HipHop Legends","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\nCause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it cause my windows tinted\nCar cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\nIn my four door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me 3, 000\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\nUhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\nI'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, No Lie already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\nGo to work, don't work at your residence\n\n...For presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.51] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:05.23] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.66] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.48] I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.61] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.16] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.65] Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.66] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:54.22] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.25] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.53] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.62] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.25] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.50] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:14.40] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.31] I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:22.02] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n[02:25.43] And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.79] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.69] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.57] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.86] Ali Bomaye! 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Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.94] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.35] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.14] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:58.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: HipHop Legends\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 4510\n end_ms: 5230\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 5230\n end_ms: 7660\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101610\n end_ms: 105160\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105160\n end_ms: 108650\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108650\n end_ms: 111660\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111660\n end_ms: 114220\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 114220\n end_ms: 118250\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118250\n end_ms: 121530\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121530\n end_ms: 124620\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124620\n end_ms: 128250\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128250\n end_ms: 131500\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131500\n end_ms: 134400\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 134400\n end_ms: 138310\n- text: I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138310\n end_ms: 142020\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n start_ms: 142020\n end_ms: 145430\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145430\n end_ms: 148790\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148790\n end_ms: 149690\n- text: Ali Bomaye! 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284640\n end_ms: 287940\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287940\n end_ms: 291350\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291350\n end_ms: 294140\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294140\n end_ms: 298580\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 298580\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it cause my windows tinted\n Car cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'mma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin'\n In my four door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me 3, 000\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky\n Uhn, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome\n I'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, No Lie already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work\n Go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n ...For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n"},{"id":10283132,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Top 30","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Top 30\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 94440\n end_ms: 98590\n- text: I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n start_ms: 98590\n end_ms: 101920\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101920\n end_ms: 105040\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105040\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 111550\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111550\n end_ms: 115330\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 115330\n end_ms: 118430\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118430\n end_ms: 121580\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121580\n end_ms: 124950\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124950\n end_ms: 128150\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128150\n end_ms: 131870\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131870\n end_ms: 135120\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 135120\n end_ms: 138410\n- text: I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138410\n end_ms: 141610\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n start_ms: 141610\n end_ms: 145150\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145150\n end_ms: 148470\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148470\n end_ms: 149120\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":36716564,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece\n duration_ms: 268000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":27941458,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"General","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game\n album: General\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":33222429,"name":"Ali Bomaye (Paused)","trackName":"Ali Bomaye (Paused)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.02] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.24] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.58] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.14] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.78] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.84] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.24] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.49] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.55] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.54] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.11] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.53] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.86] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.05] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.65] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.90] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.46] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.50] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.09] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.46] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.78] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.47] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.12] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.72] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.57] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.96] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.84] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.46] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.51] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.96] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.08] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.46] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.44] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.50] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.98] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.14] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.89] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.13] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.48] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.17] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.46] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.16] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.75] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.13] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.62] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.94] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.50] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.90] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.21] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.42] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.63] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.39] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.68] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.55] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.70] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.93] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.54] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.06] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.29] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.98] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.00] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.59] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.66] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.14] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.59] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.79] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.03] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.60] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.06] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.19] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.77] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.59] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.14] For presidents\n[04:17.20] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.41] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.90] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.31] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.40] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.53] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.75] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.62] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.35] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.92] \n[05:24.92] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.36] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.61] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.69] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.48] \n[05:37.95] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.38] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.80] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.46] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.85] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.94] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.45] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.44] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.89] \n[06:09.88] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.54] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye (Paused)\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1320\n end_ms: 4020\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4020\n end_ms: 7240\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 94460\n end_ms: 98510\n- text: I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n start_ms: 98510\n end_ms: 101960\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101960\n end_ms: 105080\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105080\n end_ms: 108460\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108460\n end_ms: 111550\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111550\n end_ms: 115330\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 115330\n end_ms: 118440\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118440\n end_ms: 121500\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121500\n end_ms: 124980\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124980\n end_ms: 128140\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128140\n end_ms: 131890\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131890\n end_ms: 135130\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 135130\n end_ms: 138480\n- text: I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138480\n end_ms: 141610\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n start_ms: 141610\n end_ms: 145170\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145170\n end_ms: 148460\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148460\n end_ms: 149160\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149160\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155750\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155750\n end_ms: 159130\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159130\n end_ms: 162620\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162620\n end_ms: 165940\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165940\n end_ms: 169500\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169500\n end_ms: 172900\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172900\n end_ms: 176210\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176210\n end_ms: 179420\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179420\n end_ms: 182630\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182630\n end_ms: 186390\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186390\n end_ms: 189680\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189680\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196550\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196550\n end_ms: 199700\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199700\n end_ms: 202930\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202930\n end_ms: 206540\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206540\n end_ms: 210060\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210060\n end_ms: 213290\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213290\n end_ms: 215980\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215980\n end_ms: 220000\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220000\n end_ms: 223590\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223590\n end_ms: 225660\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225660\n end_ms: 229140\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229140\n end_ms: 230590\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230590\n end_ms: 232790\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232790\n end_ms: 236030\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236030\n end_ms: 239600\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239600\n end_ms: 243060\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243060\n end_ms: 246190\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246190\n end_ms: 249770\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249770\n end_ms: 252590\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252590\n end_ms: 256140\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256140\n end_ms: 257200\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257200\n end_ms: 260410\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260410\n end_ms: 263900\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263900\n end_ms: 267310\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267310\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274400\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274400\n end_ms: 277530\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277530\n end_ms: 280750\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280750\n end_ms: 284100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284100\n end_ms: 287620\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287620\n end_ms: 291120\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291120\n end_ms: 294350\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294350\n end_ms: 296920\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296920\n end_ms: 324920\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324920\n end_ms: 327360\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327360\n end_ms: 328610\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328610\n end_ms: 331690\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331690\n end_ms: 334480\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334480\n end_ms: 337950\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337950\n end_ms: 342380\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342380\n end_ms: 345800\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345800\n end_ms: 349460\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349460\n end_ms: 351850\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351850\n end_ms: 354940\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354940\n end_ms: 357450\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357450\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364440\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364440\n end_ms: 366890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366890\n end_ms: 369880\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369880\n end_ms: 371540\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371540\n end_ms: 371820\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371820\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":33095013,"name":"Ali Bomaye (Paused)","trackName":"Ali Bomaye (Paused)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece (Deluxe)","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.02] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.24] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:10.58] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:14.14] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:16.78] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:20.84] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:24.24] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:27.49] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:31.09] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:34.55] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:37.54] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:41.11] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:44.53] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:47.86] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:51.05] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[00:54.65] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[00:57.90] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:01.46] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:04.50] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:08.09] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:11.46] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:14.78] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:17.47] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:21.12] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:22.72] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:24.57] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:27.96] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:30.84] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:34.46] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.51] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.96] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.08] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.46] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.44] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.50] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.98] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.14] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.89] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.13] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.48] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.17] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.46] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.16] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.75] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.13] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.62] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.94] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.50] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.90] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.21] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.42] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.63] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.39] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.68] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.55] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.70] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.93] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.54] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.06] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.29] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.98] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.00] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.59] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.66] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.14] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.59] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.79] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.03] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.60] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.06] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.19] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.77] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.59] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.14] For presidents\n[04:17.20] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.41] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.90] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.31] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.40] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.53] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.75] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.62] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.35] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.92] \n[05:24.92] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.36] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.61] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.69] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.48] \n[05:37.95] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.38] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.80] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.46] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.85] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.94] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.45] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.44] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.89] \n[06:09.88] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.54] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye (Paused)\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece (Deluxe)\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1320\n end_ms: 4020\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4020\n end_ms: 7240\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":10103239,"name":"Ali Bomaye (feat","trackName":"Ali Bomaye (feat","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Jesus Piece (Deluxe Version)","duration":328.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.04] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:11.61] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:15.07] Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n[00:18.47] 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n[00:21.77] Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n[00:24.57] Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n[00:28.23] You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n[00:31.90] Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n[00:35.43] Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n[00:39.00] In my four-door looking real photogenic\n[00:42.03] Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n[00:45.63] I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n[00:48.74] Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n[00:52.35] Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n[00:55.62] From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n[00:58.66] Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n[01:02.38] First you get the power, then you get respect\n[01:05.87] I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n[01:09.09] Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n[01:12.47] I like clubs where all the women working naked\n[01:15.66] Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n[01:18.98] Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n[01:22.64] Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n[01:25.93] Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n[01:29.03] Fuck y'all mad at me for\n[01:30.79] Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n[01:32.57] With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n[01:35.65] Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n[01:39.36] Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n[01:42.75] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:46.25] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:49.50] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:52.86] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:55.91] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:59.57] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[02:03.34] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[02:06.48] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:09.51] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:12.94] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:16.43] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:19.91] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:23.46] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:26.76] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:30.45] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:33.32] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:36.57] But they yellin'...\n[02:37.62] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:40.50] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:43.64] Ali Bomaye! 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Ali Bomaye!\n[04:56.17] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:59.42] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[05:03.87] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[05:07.78] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:08.49] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:09.38] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:10.20] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:10.84] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:11.42] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:12.42] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:13.18] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:14.10] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:14.86] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:15.45] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[05:16.16] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[05:16.75] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[05:17.49] Let me turn my piece around\n[05:18.12] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye (feat\n artist: The Game\n album: Jesus Piece (Deluxe Version)\n duration_ms: 328000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 9040\n end_ms: 11610\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 11610\n end_ms: 15070\n- text: Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 163640\n end_ms: 167130\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 167130\n end_ms: 170270\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 170270\n end_ms: 174100\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 174100\n end_ms: 177100\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 177100\n end_ms: 180810\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 180810\n end_ms: 184430\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 184430\n end_ms: 187220\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 187220\n end_ms: 190610\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 190610\n end_ms: 194490\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 194490\n end_ms: 197360\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 197360\n end_ms: 200760\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 200760\n end_ms: 204140\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 204140\n end_ms: 208120\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 208120\n end_ms: 210970\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 210970\n end_ms: 214510\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 214510\n end_ms: 217820\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 217820\n end_ms: 221150\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 221150\n end_ms: 223640\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 223640\n end_ms: 228010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 228010\n end_ms: 231160\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 231160\n end_ms: 233890\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 233890\n end_ms: 236940\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 236940\n end_ms: 238960\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 238960\n end_ms: 240850\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 240850\n end_ms: 243100\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 243100\n end_ms: 247520\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 247520\n end_ms: 250770\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 250770\n end_ms: 254280\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 254280\n end_ms: 257650\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 257650\n end_ms: 260660\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 260660\n end_ms: 264500\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 264500\n end_ms: 265880\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 265880\n end_ms: 269040\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 269040\n end_ms: 272810\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 272810\n end_ms: 275980\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 275980\n end_ms: 279950\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 279950\n end_ms: 283230\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 283230\n end_ms: 286810\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 286810\n end_ms: 289550\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 289550\n end_ms: 292710\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 292710\n end_ms: 296170\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 296170\n end_ms: 299420\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 299420\n end_ms: 303870\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 303870\n end_ms: 307780\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 307780\n end_ms: 308490\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 308490\n end_ms: 309380\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 309380\n end_ms: 310200\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 310200\n end_ms: 310840\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 310840\n end_ms: 311420\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 311420\n end_ms: 312420\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 312420\n end_ms: 313180\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 313180\n end_ms: 314100\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 314100\n end_ms: 314860\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 314860\n end_ms: 315450\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 315450\n end_ms: 316160\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 316160\n end_ms: 316750\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 316750\n end_ms: 317490\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 317490\n end_ms: 318120\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 318120\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"},{"id":29948765,"name":"Ali Bomaye","trackName":"Ali Bomaye","artistName":"The Game, 2 Chainz, Rick Ross","albumName":"The Music Of Grand Theft Auto V","duration":373.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Get my people out them chains nigga\nI mean handcuffs, time to man up\nPut my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\nOr is it 'cause my windows tinted?\nCar cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\nYou mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\nWell, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\nYeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\nIn my four-door looking real photogenic\nGentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\nI'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\nMoney getting long, pussy rate keep rising\nVersace outfit cost me three thousand\nFrom the P houses, did it from the wee hours\nSelling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\nFirst you get the power, then you get respect\nI'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\nTake it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\nI like clubs where all the women working naked\nFell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\nBought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\nUh, that's pimpin' that's slick\nGot a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for\nGot a black card, and a black Phantom\nWith a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\nGot a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\nGot two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nI'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nMy lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\nFuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\nHer bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\nFree Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\nLike New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\nAnd my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\nI'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\nGot coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\nGot dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\nYou a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\nI'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\nLike a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\nAnd that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\nBut they yellin'...\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nI take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\nRobbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\nI dream big, I think sharp\nInhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\nHumble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\nRun to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\nI got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\nHit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\nGold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\nHoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\nNiggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\nOn the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\nUnless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\nDisrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\nI'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\nExtendos in the back, gonna lap\nGot a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\nGot a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\nSpeaking skateboards, where Tune at?\nFuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n2 Chainz!\n\nSkateboard on a nigga track\nNo lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\nMama got a house, daughter got accounts\nJust to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\nBad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\nIf them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\nThis the voice of ghetto intelligence\nIf you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\nFor presidents\nWord to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\nRiding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\nThat's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\nSwimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\nYou know I got that work on the foreman grill\nWeigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\nGot a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\nThrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nThank God that a nigga seen another day\nAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\nGot a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\nAy, nigga guess what I just picked up?\nNigga, talk to yo' nigga\nAy, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\nAy, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\nAy, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\nNigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\nNigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\nAy, don't ever question my religion\nI just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\nYou see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\nNigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\nAy, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\nYo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\nLet me turn my piece around","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.34] Get my people out them chains nigga\n[00:04.00] I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n[00:07.29] Put my hands up? 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Ali Bomaye!\n[01:38.59] I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n[01:41.92] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[01:45.04] My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n[01:48.48] Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n[01:51.55] Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n[01:55.33] Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n[01:58.43] Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n[02:01.58] And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n[02:04.95] I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n[02:08.15] Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n[02:11.87] Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n[02:15.12] You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n[02:18.41] I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n[02:21.61] Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n[02:25.15] And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n[02:28.47] But they yellin'...\n[02:29.12] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:32.12] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[02:35.73] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[02:39.11] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[02:42.67] I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n[02:45.92] Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n[02:49.53] I dream big, I think sharp\n[02:52.93] Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n[02:56.28] Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n[02:59.45] Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n[03:02.69] I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n[03:06.34] Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n[03:09.69] Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n[03:12.97] Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n[03:16.58] Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n[03:19.78] On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n[03:22.90] Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n[03:26.53] Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n[03:30.07] I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n[03:33.26] Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n[03:35.96] Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n[03:40.01] Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n[03:43.54] Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n[03:45.62] Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n[03:49.17] 2 Chainz!\n[03:50.51] Skateboard on a nigga track\n[03:52.75] No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n[03:56.08] Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n[03:59.63] Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n[04:03.09] Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n[04:06.15] If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n[04:09.76] This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n[04:12.51] If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n[04:16.18] For presidents\n[04:17.27] Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n[04:20.49] Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n[04:23.82] That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n[04:27.30] Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n[04:30.92] You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n[04:34.49] Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n[04:37.56] Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n[04:40.72] Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n[04:44.13] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:47.65] Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n[04:51.10] Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n[04:54.31] Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n[04:56.88] \n[05:24.94] Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n[05:27.30] Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n[05:28.65] Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n[05:31.62] Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n[05:34.41] \n[05:37.97] Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n[05:42.31] Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n[05:45.74] Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n[05:49.43] Ay, don't ever question my religion\n[05:51.84] I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n[05:54.91] You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n[05:57.42] \n[05:59.65] Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n[06:02.19] \n[06:04.48] Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n[06:06.93] \n[06:09.80] Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n[06:11.58] Let me turn my piece around\n[06:11.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ali Bomaye\n artist: The Game, 2 Chainz, Rick Ross\n album: The Music Of Grand Theft Auto V\n duration_ms: 373000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Get my people out them chains nigga\n start_ms: 1340\n end_ms: 4000\n- text: I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n start_ms: 4000\n end_ms: 7290\n- text: Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n start_ms: 7290\n end_ms: 10520\n- text: '''Cause I''m a black man, in a Phantom'\n start_ms: 10520\n end_ms: 14180\n- text: Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n start_ms: 14180\n end_ms: 16750\n- text: Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n start_ms: 16750\n end_ms: 20820\n- text: You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n start_ms: 20820\n end_ms: 24210\n- text: Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n start_ms: 24210\n end_ms: 27420\n- text: Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n start_ms: 27420\n end_ms: 31090\n- text: In my four-door looking real photogenic\n start_ms: 31090\n end_ms: 34570\n- text: Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n start_ms: 34570\n end_ms: 37550\n- text: I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n start_ms: 37550\n end_ms: 41140\n- text: Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n start_ms: 41140\n end_ms: 44510\n- text: Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n start_ms: 44510\n end_ms: 47850\n- text: From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n start_ms: 47850\n end_ms: 51000\n- text: Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n start_ms: 51000\n end_ms: 54680\n- text: First you get the power, then you get respect\n start_ms: 54680\n end_ms: 57960\n- text: I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n start_ms: 57960\n end_ms: 61480\n- text: Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n start_ms: 61480\n end_ms: 64540\n- text: I like clubs where all the women working naked\n start_ms: 64540\n end_ms: 68080\n- text: Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n start_ms: 68080\n end_ms: 71420\n- text: Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n start_ms: 71420\n end_ms: 74750\n- text: Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n start_ms: 74750\n end_ms: 77460\n- text: Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n start_ms: 77460\n end_ms: 81110\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for\n start_ms: 81110\n end_ms: 82750\n- text: Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n start_ms: 82750\n end_ms: 84550\n- text: With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n start_ms: 84550\n end_ms: 87930\n- text: Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n start_ms: 87930\n end_ms: 90880\n- text: Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n start_ms: 90880\n end_ms: 94440\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 94440\n end_ms: 98590\n- text: I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n start_ms: 98590\n end_ms: 101920\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 101920\n end_ms: 105040\n- text: My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n start_ms: 105040\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 111550\n- text: Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n start_ms: 111550\n end_ms: 115330\n- text: Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n start_ms: 115330\n end_ms: 118430\n- text: Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n start_ms: 118430\n end_ms: 121580\n- text: And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n start_ms: 121580\n end_ms: 124950\n- text: I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n start_ms: 124950\n end_ms: 128150\n- text: Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n start_ms: 128150\n end_ms: 131870\n- text: Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n start_ms: 131870\n end_ms: 135120\n- text: You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n start_ms: 135120\n end_ms: 138410\n- text: I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n start_ms: 138410\n end_ms: 141610\n- text: Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n start_ms: 141610\n end_ms: 145150\n- text: And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n start_ms: 145150\n end_ms: 148470\n- text: But they yellin'...\n start_ms: 148470\n end_ms: 149120\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 149120\n end_ms: 152120\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 152120\n end_ms: 155730\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 155730\n end_ms: 159110\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 159110\n end_ms: 162670\n- text: I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n start_ms: 162670\n end_ms: 165920\n- text: Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n start_ms: 165920\n end_ms: 169530\n- text: I dream big, I think sharp\n start_ms: 169530\n end_ms: 172930\n- text: Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n start_ms: 172930\n end_ms: 176280\n- text: Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n start_ms: 176280\n end_ms: 179450\n- text: Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n start_ms: 179450\n end_ms: 182690\n- text: I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n start_ms: 182690\n end_ms: 186340\n- text: Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n start_ms: 186340\n end_ms: 189690\n- text: Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n start_ms: 189690\n end_ms: 192970\n- text: Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n start_ms: 192970\n end_ms: 196580\n- text: Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n start_ms: 196580\n end_ms: 199780\n- text: On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n start_ms: 199780\n end_ms: 202900\n- text: Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n start_ms: 202900\n end_ms: 206530\n- text: Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n start_ms: 206530\n end_ms: 210070\n- text: I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n start_ms: 210070\n end_ms: 213260\n- text: Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n start_ms: 213260\n end_ms: 215960\n- text: Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n start_ms: 215960\n end_ms: 220010\n- text: Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n start_ms: 220010\n end_ms: 223540\n- text: Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n start_ms: 223540\n end_ms: 225620\n- text: Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n start_ms: 225620\n end_ms: 229170\n- text: 2 Chainz!\n start_ms: 229170\n end_ms: 230510\n- text: Skateboard on a nigga track\n start_ms: 230510\n end_ms: 232750\n- text: No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n start_ms: 232750\n end_ms: 236080\n- text: Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n start_ms: 236080\n end_ms: 239630\n- text: Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n start_ms: 239630\n end_ms: 243090\n- text: Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n start_ms: 243090\n end_ms: 246150\n- text: If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n start_ms: 246150\n end_ms: 249760\n- text: This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n start_ms: 249760\n end_ms: 252510\n- text: If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n start_ms: 252510\n end_ms: 256180\n- text: For presidents\n start_ms: 256180\n end_ms: 257270\n- text: Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n start_ms: 257270\n end_ms: 260490\n- text: Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n start_ms: 260490\n end_ms: 263820\n- text: That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n start_ms: 263820\n end_ms: 267300\n- text: Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n start_ms: 267300\n end_ms: 270920\n- text: You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n start_ms: 270920\n end_ms: 274490\n- text: Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n start_ms: 274490\n end_ms: 277560\n- text: Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n start_ms: 277560\n end_ms: 280720\n- text: Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n start_ms: 280720\n end_ms: 284130\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 284130\n end_ms: 287650\n- text: Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n start_ms: 287650\n end_ms: 291100\n- text: Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n start_ms: 291100\n end_ms: 294310\n- text: Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n start_ms: 294310\n end_ms: 296880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 296880\n end_ms: 324940\n- text: Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n start_ms: 324940\n end_ms: 327300\n- text: Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n start_ms: 327300\n end_ms: 328650\n- text: Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n start_ms: 328650\n end_ms: 331620\n- text: Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n start_ms: 331620\n end_ms: 334410\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 334410\n end_ms: 337970\n- text: Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n start_ms: 337970\n end_ms: 342310\n- text: Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n start_ms: 342310\n end_ms: 345740\n- text: Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n start_ms: 345740\n end_ms: 349430\n- text: Ay, don't ever question my religion\n start_ms: 349430\n end_ms: 351840\n- text: I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n start_ms: 351840\n end_ms: 354910\n- text: You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n start_ms: 354910\n end_ms: 357420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 357420\n end_ms: 359650\n- text: Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n start_ms: 359650\n end_ms: 362190\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 362190\n end_ms: 364480\n- text: Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n start_ms: 364480\n end_ms: 366930\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 366930\n end_ms: 369800\n- text: Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n start_ms: 369800\n end_ms: 371580\n- text: Let me turn my piece around\n start_ms: 371580\n end_ms: 371890\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 371890\nplain: |-\n Get my people out them chains nigga\n I mean handcuffs, time to man up\n Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh\n 'Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom\n Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?\n Car cost three hundred thou' and I blow Indo in it\n You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break\n Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs break\n\n Yeah, roll another one 'cause I'm winning\n In my four-door looking real photogenic\n Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire\n I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired\n Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising\n Versace outfit cost me three thousand\n From the P houses, did it from the wee hours\n Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour\n\n First you get the power, then you get respect\n I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch\n Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it\n I like clubs where all the women working naked\n Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking\n Bought that hoe a ring, it was for her pinky\n Uh, that's pimpin' that's slick\n Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for\n Got a black card, and a black Phantom\n With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)\n Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi\n Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n I'm 'bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case\n\n Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it\n Her bag got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it\n Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder\n Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders\n\n And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers\n I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners\n Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch go turn on them burners\n Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail\n\n You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell\n I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12\n Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born totin' that K\n And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye\n But they yellin'...\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team\n Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things\n I dream big, I think sharp\n Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark\n Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself\n Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf\n I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors\n Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement\n\n Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps\n Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf\n Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all\n On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along\n\n Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone\n Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashin' the chrome\n I'm waving the TEC, Tity sprayin' the MAC\n Extendos in the back, gonna lap\n Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sittin' in my lap\n Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX\n Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?\n Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back\n 2 Chainz!\n\n Skateboard on a nigga track\n No lie, \"No Lie\" already got a plaque\n Mama got a house, daughter got accounts\n Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce\n Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out\n If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out\n This the voice of ghetto intelligence\n If you got work, go to work, don't work at your residence\n\n For presidents\n Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent\n Riding through the jungles in that motherfuckin' elephant\n That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it\n Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell 'em)\n You know I got that work on the foreman grill\n Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mill'\n Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay\n Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today\n\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Thank God that a nigga seen another day\n Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!\n Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray\n\n Ay, nigga guess what I just picked up?\n Nigga, talk to yo' nigga\n Ay, my fuckin' Jesus piece (woo)\n Ay, ay, ay, nigga, nigga look at ya boy, look at ya boy\n\n Ay, nigga look, look real quick, real quick, look at Jesus eyes though\n Nigga they got diamonds in it, nigga iced out\n Nigga iced out Jesus face on these bitches nigga\n Ay, don't ever question my religion\n I just put 50 stacks on Jesus face out here nigga\n You see it, ay, ay, ay, real quick, real quick, look at his headband (ooh)\n\n Nigga, nigga look it, look at ya boy, nigga\n\n Ay, nigga I put the fuckin' rubies around a nigga fuckin' joint nigga\n\n Yo, chill here come Kanye, shut up don't\n Let me turn my piece around\n"}]