[{"id":20753827,"name":"It’s Okay (One Blood)","trackName":"It’s Okay (One Blood)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"It's Okay (One Blood)","duration":260.257959,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dre, I see dead people!\n\nModern vampires of the city\nHUNTING BLOOD\n\nBLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\nYo Dre, thought I was dead\nWest Coast...\n\nI'm the Doctor's Advocate\nNigga, Dre shot ya\nBrought me back from the dead\nThat's why they call him the doctor\nThe 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\nIt's OK, I get it poppin'\nWhole club rockin like a '64 Impala\nDrink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\nThen piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\nI bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\nAnd you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\nBathin' Ape shoe niggas,\nI'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\nBounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\nSell another five million albums, yes I am\nFresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\nA hundred thousand on his neck\nLA above the brim,\n\nInside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n\nWhat would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n\nBlood\n\nOne Blood\nI'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\nWhen niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\nBandana on the right side, gun on the left side\nNiggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\nWord to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\nI made room for Jeezy,\nBut the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\nAll I need is one reason\nI'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\nI don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\nEverybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n\nAnd I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n\nWhat DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\nYou 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It’s Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: It's Okay (One Blood)\n duration_ms: 260258\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\n I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\n When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\n One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n Blood\n One Blood\n I ain't got beef with 50\n No beef with Jay\n What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\n I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n I had the number one Billboard spot\n Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n Blood\n One Blood\n"},{"id":18108152,"name":"It's Okay (One Blood)","trackName":"It's Okay (One Blood)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"It's Okay (One Blood) - Single","duration":258.6470749,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dre, I see dead people!\n\nModern vampires of the city\nHUNTING BLOOD\n\nBLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\nYo Dre, thought I was dead\nWest Coast\n\nI'm the Doctor's Advocate\nNigga, Dre shot ya\nBrought me back from the dead\nThat's why they call him the doctor\nThe 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\nIt's OK, I get it poppin'\nWhole club rockin like a '64 Impala\nDrink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\nThen piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\nI bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\nAnd you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\nBathin' Ape shoe niggas\nI'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\nBounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\nSell another five million albums, yes I am\nFresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\nA hundred thousand on his neck\nLA above the brim\n\nInside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop\n\nWhat would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n\nBlood\n\nOne Blood\nI'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\nWhen niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\nBandana on the right side, gun on the left side\nNiggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\nWord to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\nI made room for Jeezy\nBut the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\nAll I need is one reason\nI'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\nI don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\nEverybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n\nAnd I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n\nWhat DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\nYou 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.35] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.64] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.58] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:10.65] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.69] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:21.12] West Coast\n[00:23.48] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:25.43] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.48] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:27.75] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.53] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.37] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.57] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:38.25] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:41.16] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:44.16] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.25] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.86] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas\n[00:51.32] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.99] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.83] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.95] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.44] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.38] LA above the brim\n[01:04.53] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop\n[01:07.32] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.74] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:17.70] Blood\n[01:19.58] One Blood\n[01:23.17] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.82] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.73] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:43.22] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.21] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.69] I made room for Jeezy\n[01:50.01] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:53.03] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.57] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.55] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[02:00.02] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.92] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.38] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.79] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.60] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:16.14] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.76] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.26] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:27.89] Blood\n[02:30.02] One Blood\n[02:41.41] \n[02:44.48] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:46.08] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.46] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.33] And the double Game chains? 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Yes I am\n[00:58.41] Fresh like \"damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.12] A hundred thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim\"\n[01:04.05] Inside the lambo, the shotgun with Snoop\n[01:06.81] What would the muthafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.44] One blood\n[01:22.23] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[01:31.03] One blood\n[01:33.47] I'm from the West side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.41] Where niggas say \"Where you from?\" We ain't never say \"Holler\"\n[01:39.44] Bandanna on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.38] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the Westside\n[01:45.72] Word to Eazy\n[01:46.88] I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.17] I made room for Jeezy\n[01:49.59] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathing\n[01:52.41] All I need is one reason\n[01:53.90] I'm the king, and Dre said the West Coast need me\n[01:57.11] I don't know why you niggas keep trying me\n[01:59.53] Everybody knows I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.17] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:05.56] What DJ gonna turn down the thirty-eight snub?\n[02:08.75] You thirty-eight and you still rapping? 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Uh!\nI'm twenty-six nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the 07 Hummer hop out\nNobody guards, when the ch- smoke clear\nAll you gon' see is one blood\n\nOne blood, one blood, one blood\nBlood, blood, blood\nBlood, blood, blood\nBlood, blood, blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\nOne blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n\nI ain't got beef with 50, no beef wit J\nWhat's beef when you gettin' - in the 6 trey?\nAnd the double game change, I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirt so all you see is the A\n\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou n- better make up a dance and try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin' your fingers, I ain't goin' away\nI don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say\n\nN- talk about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nI wait till Lil' Jon come on and let off a shot\n\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nN-stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm BIG, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\nThis ain't shit but a warning till my album drop\n\nOne blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\nBlood, blood, blood\nBlood, blood, blood\nBlood, blood, blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\nOne blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n\nOne blood, one blood, one blood\nBlood, blood, blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.02] Dre, I see dead people\n[00:02.60] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.21] Hunting blood, blood, blood heart\n[00:11.72] Blood, blood, blood\n[00:13.40] Blood, blood, blood\n[00:14.44] Yo, Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.76] West Coast\n[00:23.11] I'm the doctor's advocate\n[00:25.02] N- Dre shot ya\n[00:26.52] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:27.86] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The mavs gon' frop 'em\n[00:31.07] If 50 ain't rocking' with him nor more\n[00:33.20] It's ok, I get it poppin'\n[00:34.99] The whole club rockin' like da 6-4 Impala\n[00:38.16] Drink Cris throw it up call the sh- hydraulics\n[00:40.89] Then p- in the cup call the sh- Hipnotiq\n[00:43.10] I bleed Compton, spit crack, the sh- chronic\n[00:47.06] And you new n- ain't sh- but new n-\n[00:49.64] Bathed in ape shoe n- I'm talkin' to you n-\n[00:52.94] Bounce in the 6-4 throwing up west side man\n[00:55.85] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:59.05] Fresh like damn dis n- did it again\n[01:01.39] A hundred thousand on his neck, LA above the brim\n[01:04.54] Inside the Lambo', shotgun wit Snoop\n[01:07.02] What whould the muthaf- west coast be without\n[01:09.88] One crip and one blood?\n[01:13.12] One blood, one blood, one blood\n[01:22.23] Blood, blood, blood\n[01:24.15] Blood, blood, blood\n[01:25.17] Blood, blood, blood\n[01:27.37] Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\n[01:31.09] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n[01:33.78] I'm from the west side of the 6-4 Impala\n[01:36.83] When n- say, \"Where you from?\"\n[01:38.02] We'll never say holla\n[01:39.48] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.89] N- in New York know how to throw up the west side\n[01:46.00] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill believe me\n[01:48.50] I made room for Jeezy\n[01:49.87] But the rest of you n- better be glad you breathing\n[01:52.83] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.17] I'm the king and Dre said it the west coast need me\n[01:57.23] I don't know why you n- keep tryin' me\n[02:00.25] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.55] And I ain't got to make shit for the club\n[02:05.68] What DJ gon' turn down the -?\n[02:09.57] You thirty-eight and you still rappin'? Uh!\n[02:12.46] I'm twenty-six nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.08] On the 07 Hummer hop out\n[02:17.76] Nobody guards, when the ch- smoke clear\n[02:19.62] All you gon' see is one blood\n[02:23.91] One blood, one blood, one blood\n[02:32.65] Blood, blood, blood\n[02:34.55] Blood, blood, blood\n[02:35.98] Blood, blood, blood\n[02:37.96] Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\n[02:41.99] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n[02:44.43] I ain't got beef with 50, no beef wit J\n[02:46.99] What's beef when you gettin' - in the 6 trey?\n[02:49.74] And the double game change, I keep 'em on display\n[02:53.48] Black t-shirt so all you see is the A\n[02:56.15] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.93] You n- better make up a dance and try to get radio play\n[03:01.97] Keep on snappin' your fingers, I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.48] I don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say\n[03:07.25] N- talk about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.47] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.46] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.25] I wait till Lil' Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.37] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.72] N-stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.20] I'm BIG, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\n[03:28.34] This ain't shit but a warning till my album drop\n[03:31.66] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n[03:43.24] Blood, blood, blood\n[03:45.08] Blood, blood, blood\n[03:47.14] Blood, blood, blood\n[03:48.83] Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\n[03:52.35] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n[03:57.80] One blood, one blood, one blood\n[04:06.89] Blood, blood, blood\n[04:08.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood) [feat. 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Uh!\n I'm twenty-six nigga, so is the dubs\n On the 07 Hummer hop out\n Nobody guards, when the ch- smoke clear\n All you gon' see is one blood\n\n One blood, one blood, one blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\n One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n\n I ain't got beef with 50, no beef wit J\n What's beef when you gettin' - in the 6 trey?\n And the double game change, I keep 'em on display\n Black t-shirt so all you see is the A\n\n Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n You n- better make up a dance and try to get radio play\n Keep on snappin' your fingers, I ain't goin' away\n I don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say\n\n N- talk about me, they don't know when to stop\n I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n I wait till Lil' Jon come on and let off a shot\n\n I had the number one Billboard spot\n N-stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n I'm BIG, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\n This ain't shit but a warning till my album drop\n\n One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood\n One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n\n One blood, one blood, one blood\n Blood, blood, blood\n"},{"id":33811095,"name":"It's Okay","trackName":"It's Okay","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"It's Okay (One Blood) Remix","duration":707.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dre, I see dead people\nModern vampires of the city\nHunting blood\nBlood\nBlood\n\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood (yo Dre)\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood (thought I was dead)\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nOne blood, one blood, one blood, one blood (West Coast)\n\nI'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga, Dre shot ya\nBrought me back from the dead\nThat's why they call him the doctor\nThe 'Math gon' drop him\nAnd 50 ain't rocking with him no more\nIt's okay! I get it popping\nWhole club rocking, like a six-four Impala\nDrink Cris', throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\nThen piss in the cup, call the shit Hpnotiq (brrrrat!)\nI bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n\nAnd you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\nBathing Ape-shoe niggas, I'm talking to you, niggas\nBouncing in the '64, throwing up West side, man\nSell another five million albums? Yes, I am\nFresh like \"Damn, this nigga did it again\nA hundred thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim\"\nInside the Lambo shotgun with Snoop\nWhat would the motherfuckin' West Coast be\nWithout one crip and\n\nOne blood\nOne blood\nOne blood\nOne blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nOne blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\nOne blood\n\nI'm from the Westside of the six-four Impala\nWhere niggas say, \"Where you from?\"\nWe don't never say \"Harlem\"\nBandanna on the right side, gun on the left side\nNiggas in New York know how to throw up the Westside\nWord to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\nI made room for Jeezy\nBut the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathing\nAll I need is one reason\nI'm the king, and Dre said it, \"The West Coast need me\"\n\nI don't know why you niggas keep trying me\nEverybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\nAnd I ain't gotta make shit for the club\nWhat DJ gon' turn down the thirty-eight snub?\nYou 38 and you still rapping? Ughhh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\nWhen the chronic smoke clear all you gon' see is\n\nOne blood\nOne blood\nOne blood\nOne blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nBlood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\nOne blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\nOne blood\n\nI ain't got beef with 50, no beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you getting head in the six-trey?\nAnd the double Game chain, I keep 'em on display\nBlack T-shirt, so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV, and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance and try to get radio play\nKeep on snapping your fingers, I ain't going away\nI don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say\n\nAnd niggas talking about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holding the Glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait 'til Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers, and I climb right back to the top\nI'm B.I.G., I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm 'Pac\nThis ain't shit but a warning 'til my album drop","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.15] Dre, I see dead people\n[00:02.09] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.18] Hunting blood\n[00:06.89] Blood\n[00:09.79] Blood\n[00:11.31] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood (yo Dre)\n[00:14.94] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood (thought I was dead)\n[00:17.47] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[00:20.26] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood (West Coast)\n[00:22.77] I'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:25.81] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:27.25] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:28.82] The 'Math gon' drop him\n[00:30.38] And 50 ain't rocking with him no more\n[00:32.82] It's okay! I get it popping\n[00:34.76] Whole club rocking, like a six-four Impala\n[00:37.58] Drink Cris', throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.54] Then piss in the cup, call the shit Hpnotiq (brrrrat!)\n[00:43.50] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:46.46] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.37] Bathing Ape-shoe niggas, I'm talking to you, niggas\n[00:52.42] Bouncing in the '64, throwing up West side, man\n[00:55.28] Sell another five million albums? Yes, I am\n[00:58.37] Fresh like \"Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.19] A hundred thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim\"\n[01:04.01] Inside the Lambo shotgun with Snoop\n[01:06.91] What would the motherfuckin' West Coast be\n[01:09.33] Without one crip and\n[01:10.30] One blood\n[01:13.06] One blood\n[01:15.93] One blood\n[01:18.84] One blood\n[01:21.86] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[01:24.81] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[01:27.71] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[01:30.74] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n[01:33.61] One blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the Westside of the six-four Impala\n[01:36.33] Where niggas say, \"Where you from?\"\n[01:37.78] We don't never say \"Harlem\"\n[01:39.22] Bandanna on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.34] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the Westside\n[01:45.52] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.13] I made room for Jeezy\n[01:49.51] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathing\n[01:52.45] All I need is one reason\n[01:53.98] I'm the king, and Dre said it, \"The West Coast need me\"\n[01:57.00] I don't know why you niggas keep trying me\n[01:59.39] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:05.65] What DJ gon' turn down the thirty-eight snub?\n[02:08.94] You 38 and you still rapping? Ughhh\n[02:12.09] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:14.84] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.11] When the chronic smoke clear all you gon' see is\n[02:20.70] One blood\n[02:23.46] One blood\n[02:26.23] One blood\n[02:29.23] One blood\n[02:32.25] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[02:35.39] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[02:38.35] Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n[02:41.18] One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n[02:44.05] One blood\n[02:44.14] I ain't got beef with 50, no beef with Jay\n[02:46.99] What's beef when you getting head in the six-trey?\n[02:49.99] And the double Game chain, I keep 'em on display\n[02:53.16] Black T-shirt, so all you see is the A\n[02:56.05] Turn on the TV, and all you see is the A\n[02:58.72] You niggas better make up a dance and try to get radio play\n[03:01.73] Keep on snapping your fingers, I ain't going away\n[03:04.56] I don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say\n[03:07.36] And niggas talking about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.36] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holding the Glock\n[03:13.41] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.26] Wait 'til Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.10] I had the number one billboard spot\n[03:21.50] Niggas stepped on my fingers, and I climb right back to the top\n[03:25.16] I'm B.I.G., I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm 'Pac\n[03:28.18] This ain't shit but a warning 'til my album drop\n[03:31.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay\n artist: The Game\n album: It's Okay (One Blood) Remix\n duration_ms: 707000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people\n start_ms: 150\n end_ms: 2090\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2090\n end_ms: 5180\n- text: Hunting blood\n start_ms: 5180\n end_ms: 6890\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 6890\n end_ms: 9790\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 9790\n end_ms: 11310\n- text: Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood (yo Dre)\n start_ms: 11310\n end_ms: 14940\n- text: Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood (thought I was dead)\n start_ms: 14940\n end_ms: 17470\n- text: Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n start_ms: 17470\n end_ms: 20260\n- text: One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood (West Coast)\n start_ms: 20260\n end_ms: 22770\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 22770\n end_ms: 25810\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 25810\n end_ms: 27250\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 27250\n end_ms: 28820\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him\n start_ms: 28820\n end_ms: 30380\n- text: And 50 ain't rocking with him no more\n start_ms: 30380\n end_ms: 32820\n- text: It's okay! 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I get it popping\n Whole club rocking, like a six-four Impala\n Drink Cris', throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n Then piss in the cup, call the shit Hpnotiq (brrrrat!)\n I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n\n And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n Bathing Ape-shoe niggas, I'm talking to you, niggas\n Bouncing in the '64, throwing up West side, man\n Sell another five million albums? Yes, I am\n Fresh like \"Damn, this nigga did it again\n A hundred thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim\"\n Inside the Lambo shotgun with Snoop\n What would the motherfuckin' West Coast be\n Without one crip and\n\n One blood\n One blood\n One blood\n One blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n One blood\n\n I'm from the Westside of the six-four Impala\n Where niggas say, \"Where you from?\"\n We don't never say \"Harlem\"\n Bandanna on the right side, gun on the left side\n Niggas in New York know how to throw up the Westside\n Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n I made room for Jeezy\n But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathing\n All I need is one reason\n I'm the king, and Dre said it, \"The West Coast need me\"\n\n I don't know why you niggas keep trying me\n Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n What DJ gon' turn down the thirty-eight snub?\n You 38 and you still rapping? Ughhh\n I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n When the chronic smoke clear all you gon' see is\n\n One blood\n One blood\n One blood\n One blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood\n One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood\n One blood\n\n I ain't got beef with 50, no beef with Jay\n What's beef when you getting head in the six-trey?\n And the double Game chain, I keep 'em on display\n Black T-shirt, so all you see is the A\n Turn on the TV, and all you see is the A\n You niggas better make up a dance and try to get radio play\n Keep on snapping your fingers, I ain't going away\n I don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say\n\n And niggas talking about me, they don't know when to stop\n I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holding the Glock\n No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n Wait 'til Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n I had the number one billboard spot\n Niggas stepped on my fingers, and I climb right back to the top\n I'm B.I.G., I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm 'Pac\n This ain't shit but a warning 'til my album drop\n"},{"id":35690556,"name":"It's Okay (One Blood)","trackName":"It's Okay (One Blood)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"It's Okay [International Version (Explicit)]","duration":259.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dre, I see dead people!\n\nModern vampires of the city\nHUNTING BLOOD\n\nBLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\nYo Dre, thought I was dead\nWest Coast...\n\nI'm the Doctor's Advocate\nNigga, Dre shot ya\nBrought me back from the dead\nThat's why they call him the doctor\nThe 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\nIt's OK, I get it poppin'\nWhole club rockin like a '64 Impala\nDrink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\nThen piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\nI bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\nAnd you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\nBathin' Ape shoe niggas,\nI'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\nBounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\nSell another five million albums, yes I am\nFresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\nA hundred thousand on his neck\nLA above the brim,\n\nInside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n\nWhat would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n\nBlood\n\nOne Blood\nI'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\nWhen niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\nBandana on the right side, gun on the left side\nNiggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\nWord to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\nI made room for Jeezy,\nBut the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\nAll I need is one reason\nI'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\nI don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\nEverybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n\nAnd I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n\nWhat DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\nYou 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: It's Okay [International Version (Explicit)]\n duration_ms: 259000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood\n artist: The Game\n album: The Doctor's Advocate\n duration_ms: 260000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: The Doctor's Advocate\n duration_ms: 254724\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: R&B the Collection 2007 Disc 2\n duration_ms: 258669\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? 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Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? 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Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? 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Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: Doctor's Advocate Instrumentals\n duration_ms: 249000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: Best of Black Summer Party 4\n duration_ms: 258000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? 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Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: its_okay(one_blood)\n artist: the_game\n album: Famous Radio Pt. 29 (Bootleg)\n duration_ms: 216000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It’s Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: Doctor’s Advocate\n duration_ms: 254724\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.92] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.18] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.86] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.81] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.53] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.78] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.90] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.49] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.53] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.34] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.34] Blood\n[03:52.20] One Blood\n[03:56.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It’s Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: Doctor’s Advocate\n duration_ms: 304176\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 60\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5160\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5160\n end_ms: 7570\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7570\n end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14500\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast...\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23130\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23130\n end_ms: 24700\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24700\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28060\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28060\n end_ms: 29320\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29320\n end_ms: 33100\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33100\n end_ms: 35250\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35250\n end_ms: 37920\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37920\n end_ms: 40970\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40970\n end_ms: 43820\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43820\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 51190\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51190\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55700\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55700\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 61310\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61310\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim,\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64380\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n start_ms: 64380\n end_ms: 67000\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67000\n end_ms: 70550\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70550\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 90950\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90950\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 96690\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96690\n end_ms: 99520\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99520\n end_ms: 102720\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102720\n end_ms: 106030\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106030\n end_ms: 108480\n- text: I made room for Jeezy,\n start_ms: 108480\n end_ms: 109730\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109730\n end_ms: 112710\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112710\n end_ms: 114320\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114320\n end_ms: 117530\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117530\n end_ms: 119790\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119790\n end_ms: 123580\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123580\n end_ms: 126250\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126250\n end_ms: 129500\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\n I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\n When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\n One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n Blood\n One Blood\n I ain't got beef with 50\n No beef with Jay\n What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n And the double Game chains? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac,\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.17] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.16] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.57] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.50] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast...\n[00:23.13] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.70] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.06] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.32] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.10] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.25] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.92] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.97] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.82] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.16] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.78] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas,\n[00:51.19] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.70] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.73] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.31] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim,\n[01:04.38] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop,\n[01:07.00] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.55] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:22.35] Blood\n[01:30.95] One Blood\n[01:33.65] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.69] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.52] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.72] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.03] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.48] I made room for Jeezy,\n[01:49.73] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.71] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.32] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.53] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.79] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.58] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.25] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.50] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.64] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.68] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.06] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.05] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:33.34] Blood\n[02:41.65] One Blood\n[02:44.64] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.91] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.36] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.28] And the double Game chains? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.15] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.15] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:07.56] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.57] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:20.47] West Coast\n[00:23.14] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:24.77] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.38] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:28.09] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.33] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.13] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.28] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:37.97] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:40.92] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:43.88] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.12] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.76] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas\n[00:51.10] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.77] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.73] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.76] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.36] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.01] LA above the brim\n[01:04.39] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop\n[01:07.03] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.52] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:18.94] \n[01:22.37] Blood\n[01:24.64] \n[01:30.92] One Blood\n[01:33.63] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.65] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.53] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:42.79] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.09] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.49] I made room for Jeezy\n[01:49.76] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:52.77] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.33] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.54] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[01:59.75] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.53] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.27] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.49] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.61] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:15.65] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.00] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.07] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:29.67] \n[02:33.37] Blood\n[02:35.97] \n[02:41.67] One Blood\n[02:44.67] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:45.94] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.30] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.24] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:52.91] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.12] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.84] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:01.84] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.54] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:08.11] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.77] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.88] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.46] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.80] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:21.58] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.36] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\n[03:28.38] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:31.54] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[03:43.32] Blood\n[03:45.56] \n[03:52.22] One Blood\n[03:52.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: Pitchfork Top 100 Songs of 2006\n duration_ms: 257646\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 0\n end_ms: 2150\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2150\n end_ms: 5150\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5150\n end_ms: 7560\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 7560\n end_ms: 14570\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14570\n end_ms: 20470\n- text: West Coast\n start_ms: 20470\n end_ms: 23140\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23140\n end_ms: 24770\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 24770\n end_ms: 26380\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26380\n end_ms: 28090\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 28090\n end_ms: 29330\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29330\n end_ms: 33130\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33130\n end_ms: 35280\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35280\n end_ms: 37970\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 37970\n end_ms: 40920\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 40920\n end_ms: 43880\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 43880\n end_ms: 47120\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47120\n end_ms: 49760\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas\n start_ms: 49760\n end_ms: 51100\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51100\n end_ms: 52770\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52770\n end_ms: 55730\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55730\n end_ms: 58760\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58760\n end_ms: 61360\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61360\n end_ms: 63010\n- text: LA above the brim\n start_ms: 63010\n end_ms: 64390\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop\n start_ms: 64390\n end_ms: 67030\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67030\n end_ms: 70520\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70520\n end_ms: 78940\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 78940\n end_ms: 82370\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 82370\n end_ms: 84640\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 84640\n end_ms: 90920\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 90920\n end_ms: 93630\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 93630\n end_ms: 96650\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96650\n end_ms: 99530\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99530\n end_ms: 102790\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 102790\n end_ms: 106090\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106090\n end_ms: 108490\n- text: I made room for Jeezy\n start_ms: 108490\n end_ms: 109760\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 109760\n end_ms: 112770\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 112770\n end_ms: 114330\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114330\n end_ms: 117540\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117540\n end_ms: 119750\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 119750\n end_ms: 123530\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123530\n end_ms: 126270\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126270\n end_ms: 129490\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\nI'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\nOn the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\nWhen the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood\nI ain't got beef with 50\nNo beef with Jay\nWhat's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\nAnd the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\nBlack t-shirts so all you see is the A\nTurn on the TV and all you see is the A\nYou niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\nKeep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n\nI don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\nAnd niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\nI got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\nNo beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\nWait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\nI had the number one Billboard spot\nNiggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\nI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\nThis ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\nOne Blood, One Blood, One Blood\nBlood\nOne Blood","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.35] Dre, I see dead people!\n[00:02.64] Modern vampires of the city\n[00:05.58] HUNTING BLOOD\n[00:10.65] BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n[00:14.69] Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n[00:21.12] West Coast\n[00:23.48] I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n[00:25.43] Nigga, Dre shot ya\n[00:26.48] Brought me back from the dead\n[00:27.75] That's why they call him the doctor\n[00:29.53] The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n[00:33.37] It's OK, I get it poppin'\n[00:35.57] Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n[00:38.25] Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n[00:41.16] Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n[00:44.16] I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n[00:47.25] And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n[00:49.86] Bathin' Ape shoe niggas\n[00:51.32] I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n[00:52.99] Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n[00:55.83] Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n[00:58.95] Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n[01:01.44] A hundred thousand on his neck\n[01:03.38] LA above the brim\n[01:04.53] Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop\n[01:07.32] What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n[01:10.74] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[01:17.70] Blood\n[01:19.58] One Blood\n[01:23.17] I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n[01:36.82] When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n[01:39.73] Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n[01:43.22] Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n[01:46.21] Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n[01:48.69] I made room for Jeezy\n[01:50.01] But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n[01:53.03] All I need is one reason\n[01:54.57] I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n[01:57.55] I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n[02:00.02] Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n[02:03.92] And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n[02:06.38] What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n[02:09.79] You 38 and you still rappin? Ugh\n[02:12.60] I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n[02:16.14] On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n[02:18.76] When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n[02:21.26] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[02:27.89] Blood\n[02:30.02] One Blood\n[02:41.41] \n[02:44.48] I ain't got beef with 50\n[02:46.08] No beef with Jay\n[02:47.46] What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n[02:50.33] And the double Game chains? I keep 'em on display\n[02:53.63] Black t-shirts so all you see is the A\n[02:56.14] Turn on the TV and all you see is the A\n[02:58.97] You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play\n[03:02.15] Keep on snappin your fingers I ain't goin' away\n[03:04.89] I don't regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say\n[03:07.58] And niggas keep talkin about me, they don't know when to stop\n[03:10.83] I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock\n[03:13.86] No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop\n[03:16.70] Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot\n[03:19.67] I had the number one Billboard spot\n[03:22.08] Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top\n[03:25.51] I'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac\n[03:28.47] This ain't shit but a warnin' till my album drop\n[03:33.29] \n[03:40.50] One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n[04:01.45] Blood\n[04:04.04] One Blood\n[04:04.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: It's Okay (One Blood)\n artist: The Game\n album: Doctor's Advocate\n duration_ms: 260310\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dre, I see dead people!\n start_ms: 350\n end_ms: 2640\n- text: Modern vampires of the city\n start_ms: 2640\n end_ms: 5580\n- text: HUNTING BLOOD\n start_ms: 5580\n end_ms: 10650\n- text: BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD\n start_ms: 10650\n end_ms: 14690\n- text: Yo Dre, thought I was dead\n start_ms: 14690\n end_ms: 21120\n- text: West Coast\n start_ms: 21120\n end_ms: 23480\n- text: I'm the Doctor's Advocate\n start_ms: 23480\n end_ms: 25430\n- text: Nigga, Dre shot ya\n start_ms: 25430\n end_ms: 26480\n- text: Brought me back from the dead\n start_ms: 26480\n end_ms: 27750\n- text: That's why they call him the doctor\n start_ms: 27750\n end_ms: 29530\n- text: The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain't rockin with him no more\n start_ms: 29530\n end_ms: 33370\n- text: It's OK, I get it poppin'\n start_ms: 33370\n end_ms: 35570\n- text: Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala\n start_ms: 35570\n end_ms: 38250\n- text: Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics\n start_ms: 38250\n end_ms: 41160\n- text: Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic\n start_ms: 41160\n end_ms: 44160\n- text: I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic\n start_ms: 44160\n end_ms: 47250\n- text: And you new niggas ain't shit but new niggas\n start_ms: 47250\n end_ms: 49860\n- text: Bathin' Ape shoe niggas\n start_ms: 49860\n end_ms: 51320\n- text: I'm talkin' to YOU, nigga\n start_ms: 51320\n end_ms: 52990\n- text: Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man\n start_ms: 52990\n end_ms: 55830\n- text: Sell another five million albums, yes I am\n start_ms: 55830\n end_ms: 58950\n- text: Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again\n start_ms: 58950\n end_ms: 61440\n- text: A hundred thousand on his neck\n start_ms: 61440\n end_ms: 63380\n- text: LA above the brim\n start_ms: 63380\n end_ms: 64530\n- text: Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop\n start_ms: 64530\n end_ms: 67320\n- text: What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and\n start_ms: 67320\n end_ms: 70740\n- text: One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n start_ms: 70740\n end_ms: 77700\n- text: Blood\n start_ms: 77700\n end_ms: 79580\n- text: One Blood\n start_ms: 79580\n end_ms: 83170\n- text: I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala\n start_ms: 83170\n end_ms: 96820\n- text: When niggas say where you from, we don't never say holla\n start_ms: 96820\n end_ms: 99730\n- text: Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side\n start_ms: 99730\n end_ms: 103220\n- text: Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side\n start_ms: 103220\n end_ms: 106210\n- text: Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me\n start_ms: 106210\n end_ms: 108690\n- text: I made room for Jeezy\n start_ms: 108690\n end_ms: 110010\n- text: But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin\n start_ms: 110010\n end_ms: 113030\n- text: All I need is one reason\n start_ms: 113030\n end_ms: 114570\n- text: I'm the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me\n start_ms: 114570\n end_ms: 117550\n- text: I don't know why you niggas keep tryin me\n start_ms: 117550\n end_ms: 120020\n- text: Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty\n start_ms: 120020\n end_ms: 123920\n- text: And I ain't gotta make shit for the club\n start_ms: 123920\n end_ms: 126380\n- text: What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub?\n start_ms: 126380\n end_ms: 129790\n- text: You 38 and you still rappin? 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Ugh\n I'm 26, nigga, so is the dubs\n On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards\n\n When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is\n\n One Blood, One Blood, One Blood\n Blood\n One Blood\n I ain't got beef with 50\n No beef with Jay\n What's beef when you gettin' head in a six tre\n And the double Game chains? 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