[{"id":8414062,"name":"Hit ’em Up","trackName":"Hit ’em Up","artistName":"Tyga","albumName":"Hotel California","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit ’em Up\n artist: Tyga\n album: Hotel California\n duration_ms: 158000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":20658530,"name":"Hit ’em Up","trackName":"Hit ’em Up","artistName":"Tyga","albumName":"Hotel California [Deluxe Edition]","duration":158.409725,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit ’em Up\n artist: Tyga\n album: Hotel California [Deluxe Edition]\n duration_ms: 158410\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":23539631,"name":"Hit ’em Up","trackName":"Hit ’em Up","artistName":"Tyga","albumName":"Hotel California (Deluxe Version)","duration":158.409725,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit ’em Up\n artist: Tyga\n album: Hotel California (Deluxe Version)\n duration_ms: 158410\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":39043696,"name":"Hit ’em Up","trackName":"Hit ’em Up","artistName":"Tyga; Jadakiss","albumName":"Hotel California","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit ’em Up\n artist: Tyga; Jadakiss\n album: Hotel California\n duration_ms: 158000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":4867099,"name":"Hit ’em Up","trackName":"Hit ’em Up","artistName":"Tyga feat. Jadakiss","albumName":"Hotel California","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit ’em Up\n artist: Tyga feat. Jadakiss\n album: Hotel California\n duration_ms: 158000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":34898799,"name":"Hit 'Em Up","trackName":"Hit 'Em Up","artistName":"Tyga Feat․ Jadakiss","albumName":"Hotel California","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit 'Em Up\n artist: Tyga Feat․ Jadakiss\n album: Hotel California\n duration_ms: 158000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":5033473,"name":"Hit 'Em Up (Feat. Jadakiss)","trackName":"Hit 'Em Up (Feat. Jadakiss)","artistName":"Tyga","albumName":"Hotel California","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit 'Em Up (Feat. Jadakiss)\n artist: Tyga\n album: Hotel California\n duration_ms: 158000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":18438462,"name":"Hit 'Em Up (feat. 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Jadakiss)","artistName":"Tyga","albumName":"Hotel California (Deluxe Edition)","duration":158.406531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nT Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\nNo ceiling, probably worth 10 million\nPoor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\nThat's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\nI sick my dogs at you, yeah\nThen call the dog catcher, bitch\nSpark the fire, no matches, yeah\nSo high just laughing, hah\nBurners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\nShoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\nDriving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\nBring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\nKeep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\nThousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\nBlack card credit, told them I don't use debit\nNigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nWe don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\nWe'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\nThings coming in, we get them off by the dozen\nWe about that action, you ain't about nothin'\nGirl of your dream, I already had her\nIf it ain't my team, it don't really matter\nShort stay, I'm only in town for the figures\nEven when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\nNeed nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\nNah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\nCause the truth is, niggas die every day\nHeard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\nI don't switch sides, I just switch rides\nMight just get a little head, let the bitch slide\nKnowing that I can, knowing that I will\nFar as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\nYou gotta watch your back\nStay strapped, be alert\nStarted as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\nWalkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n[Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\nGonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n[2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n[Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n[2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\nAnd turn snitch when you see 'em\nThey ain't talkin' 'bout shit\nWestside\nI keep a vest on my chest\nBuck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n[Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\nGovernment got a nigga feelin' stuck\nWhile these same little sluts gettin' fucked\nFor a quick buck\nWeed make my mind roam\n[2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\nOver the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\nI can't take it\nGot me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\nI thought you knew\nGet loaded, can't control it\nNigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n[Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n[2pac] Hennessy\n[Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n'Comin back twice as hard\nLike, remember me\n[2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n[Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\nAnd we celebrate with pain\nPourin' champagne\nDrink politics, they wanna join my campaign\nWorldwide, LA niggas screaming\n[2pac]Westside\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\nFuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\nI die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hit 'Em Up (feat. Jadakiss)\n artist: Tyga\n album: Hotel California (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 158407\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n T Raww go stay Westside, killa cat pillar,\n No ceiling, probably worth 10 million\n Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it\n That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar\n I sick my dogs at you, yeah\n Then call the dog catcher, bitch\n Spark the fire, no matches, yeah\n So high just laughing, hah\n Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it\n Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target\n Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic\n Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage\n Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed\n Thousand karats on my wheel let my kids inherit\n Black card credit, told them I don't use debit\n Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them\n We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them\n Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen\n We about that action, you ain't about nothin'\n Girl of your dream, I already had her\n If it ain't my team, it don't really matter\n Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures\n Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas\n Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me\n Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me\n Cause the truth is, niggas die every day\n Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly\n I don't switch sides, I just switch rides\n Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide\n Knowing that I can, knowing that I will\n Far as the other side go, you know how I feel\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n\n You gotta watch your back\n Stay strapped, be alert\n Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt\n Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels\n [Tyga] Ain't got shit to lose\n Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools\n [2pac] The intricate designs of my lethal lines\n [Tyga] Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas\n [2pac] These days, motherfuckers talk shit\n And turn snitch when you see 'em\n They ain't talkin' 'bout shit\n Westside\n I keep a vest on my chest\n Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book\n [Tyga] But I don't give a fuck\n Government got a nigga feelin' stuck\n While these same little sluts gettin' fucked\n For a quick buck\n Weed make my mind roam\n [2pac] All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone\n Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked\n I can't take it\n Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it\n I thought you knew\n Get loaded, can't control it\n Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it\n [Tyga] Then smoke it, sippin\n [2pac] Hennessy\n [Tyga] Plottin' on my enemies\n 'Comin back twice as hard\n Like, remember me\n [2pac] My hustle to my dyin' days\n [Tyga] Niggas dyin' every day\n And we celebrate with pain\n Pourin' champagne\n Drink politics, they wanna join my campaign\n Worldwide, LA niggas screaming\n [2pac]Westside\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, talkin get you hit up\n\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas\n Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas\n I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up\n"},{"id":13179193,"name":"Hit Em Up (Feat. 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