[{"id":31303917,"name":"Touched","trackName":"Touched","artistName":"UGK","albumName":"Ridin' Dirty: The Raw Version!","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Listen up, I got a story to tell\nHey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n\nNow, once upon a time not too long ago\nA nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\nNow, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\nBut a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\nHe used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n\nHatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\nTryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\nIn the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\nOh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\nYou aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\nPoint that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\nYou scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\nMan, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\nMan, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\nBut his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\nI recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\nUnmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\nHe tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\nIn PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\nSo see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\nAnd make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\nOh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\nThat this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\nTalkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\nBetter get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\nBut, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\nAin't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\nHustlin' and take another ride\n\nNiggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\nUp in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\nCombined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\nAnd all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\nAmped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\nAin't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\nBitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\nI hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\nBut he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\nThe wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\nSome say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\nDon't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\nYou done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\nI already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\nSo, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\nSuch a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\nAin't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\nAnd haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\nI see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\nI see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\nBust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n\"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\nBitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\nYou told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\nThat pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\nAnd beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\nPistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\nFeel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\nBut you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\nGot you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\nFirst, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\nKidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\nSince you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\nJust like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\nWith night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\nAnd you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\nBuck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\nBut we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\nSpeaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\nAnd you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\nTo get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\nWhat real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\nThree to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\nAnd I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\nRazor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.79] Listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:19.07] Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:23.65] Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:29.08] Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n[00:34.54] Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n[00:37.22] A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n[00:39.92] Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n[00:42.78] But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n[00:45.47] He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n[00:48.14] Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n[00:50.96] Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n[00:53.65] In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n[00:57.24] Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n[00:59.90] You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n[01:01.86] Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n[01:04.51] You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n[01:07.27] Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n[01:10.83] Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n[01:13.68] But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n[01:15.41] I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n[01:18.14] Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n[01:21.72] He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n[01:24.51] In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n[01:29.06] So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n[01:32.66] And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n[01:35.45] Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n[01:38.11] That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n[01:40.87] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[01:43.62] 'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n[01:46.39] Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n[01:49.93] Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n[01:51.82] 'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n[01:56.37] But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n[01:59.09] Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n[02:02.60] Hustlin' and take another ride\n[02:04.51] Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n[02:06.32] Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n[02:10.82] Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n[02:14.40] And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n[02:17.29] Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n[02:21.76] Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n[02:25.37] Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n[02:29.04] I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n[02:31.71] But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n[02:36.27] The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n[02:40.81] Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n[02:44.42] Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n[02:47.24] 'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n[02:49.04] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[02:50.81] You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n[02:53.55] I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n[02:56.38] So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n[02:59.03] Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n[03:03.56] Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n[03:06.35] And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n[03:10.89] I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n[03:13.52] 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n[03:16.26] I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\n[03:19.07] Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n[03:22.65] \"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n[03:25.36] Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\n[03:28.10] You told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\n[03:29.97] That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n[03:33.53] 'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n[03:37.10] And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n[03:39.97] Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n[03:42.65] Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n[03:45.32] But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n[03:48.00] Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n[03:52.65] First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n[03:55.31] Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n[03:58.07] Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n[04:00.71] Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n[04:05.36] With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n[04:08.08] And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n[04:10.89] Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n[04:14.47] But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n[04:18.00] Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n[04:19.83] And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n[04:22.52] To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n[04:26.21] What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n[04:29.88] Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n[04:34.30] And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n[04:38.05] Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n[04:40.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n  Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n  You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\n  Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n  You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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but I ain't gon' get shot\n  'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n  And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n  Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\n  Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n  But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n  Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n  First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n  Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\n  Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n  Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n  With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n  And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n  Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n  But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\n  Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n  And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n  To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\n  What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n"},{"id":32737151,"name":"Touched","trackName":"Touched","artistName":"UGK (Underground Kingz)","albumName":"Ridin' Dirty [Explicit]","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Listen up, I got a story to tell\nHey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n\nNow, once upon a time not too long ago\nA nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\nNow, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\nBut a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\nHe used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my 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I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\nYou aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\nPoint that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\nYou scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\nMan, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\nMan, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\nBut his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\nI recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\nUnmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\nHe tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\nIn PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\nSo see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\nAnd make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\nOh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\nThat this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\nTalkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\nBetter get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\nBut, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\nAin't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\nHustlin' and take another ride\n\nNiggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\nUp in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\nCombined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\nAnd all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\nAmped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\nAin't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\nBitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\nI hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\nBut he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\nThe wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\nSome say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\nDon't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\nYou done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\nI already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\nSo, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\nSuch a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\nAin't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\nAnd haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\nI see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\nI see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\nBust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n\"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\nBitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\nYou told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\nThat pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\nAnd beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\nPistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\nFeel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\nBut you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\nGot you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\nFirst, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\nKidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\nSince you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\nJust like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\nWith night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\nAnd you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\nBuck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\nBut we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\nSpeaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\nAnd you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\nTo get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\nWhat real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\nThree to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\nAnd I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\nRazor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.79] Listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:19.07] Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:23.65] Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:29.08] Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n[00:34.54] Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n[00:37.22] A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n[00:39.92] Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n[00:42.78] But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n[00:45.47] He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n[00:48.14] Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n[00:50.96] Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n[00:53.65] In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n[00:57.24] Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n[00:59.90] You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n[01:01.86] Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n[01:04.51] You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n[01:07.27] Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n[01:10.83] Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n[01:13.68] But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n[01:15.41] I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n[01:18.14] Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n[01:21.72] He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n[01:24.51] In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n[01:29.06] So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n[01:32.66] And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n[01:35.45] Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n[01:38.11] That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n[01:40.87] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[01:43.62] 'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n[01:46.39] Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n[01:49.93] Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n[01:51.82] 'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n[01:56.37] But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n[01:59.09] Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n[02:02.60] Hustlin' and take another ride\n[02:04.51] Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n[02:06.32] Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n[02:10.82] Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n[02:14.40] And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n[02:17.29] Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n[02:21.76] Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n[02:25.37] Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n[02:29.04] I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n[02:31.71] But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n[02:36.27] The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n[02:40.81] Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n[02:44.42] Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n[02:47.24] 'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n[02:49.04] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[02:50.81] You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n[02:53.55] I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n[02:56.38] So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n[02:59.03] Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n[03:03.56] Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n[03:06.35] And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n[03:10.89] I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n[03:13.52] 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n[03:16.26] I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\n[03:19.07] Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n[03:22.65] \"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n[03:25.36] Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\n[03:28.10] You told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\n[03:29.97] That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n[03:33.53] 'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n[03:37.10] And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n[03:39.97] Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n[03:42.65] Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n[03:45.32] But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n[03:48.00] Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n[03:52.65] First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n[03:55.31] Kidnap robbery 'cause you said 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But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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touched because yo' ass deserve\n  To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\n  What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n"},{"id":12477101,"name":"Touched","trackName":"Touched","artistName":"UGK, 3-2","albumName":"Ridin' Dirty","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Listen up, I got a story to tell\nHey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n\nNow, once upon a time not too long ago\nA nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\nNow, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\nBut a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\nHe used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n\nHatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\nTryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\nIn the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\nOh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\nYou aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\nPoint that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\nYou scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\nMan, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\nMan, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\nBut his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\nI recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\nUnmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\nHe tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\nIn PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\nSo see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\nAnd make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\nOh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\nThat this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\nTalkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\nBetter get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\nBut, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\nAin't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\nHustlin' and take another ride\n\nNiggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\nUp in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\nCombined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\nAnd all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\nAmped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\nAin't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\nBitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\nI hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\nBut he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\nThe wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\nSome say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\nDon't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\nYou done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\nI already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\nSo, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\nSuch a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\nAin't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\nAnd haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\nI see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\nI see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\nBust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n\"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\nBitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\nYou told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\nThat pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\nAnd beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\nPistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\nFeel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\nBut you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\nGot you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\nFirst, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\nKidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\nSince you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\nJust like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\nWith night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\nAnd you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\nBuck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\nBut we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\nSpeaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\nAnd you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\nTo get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\nWhat real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\nThree to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\nAnd I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\nRazor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.79] Listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:19.07] Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:23.65] Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:29.08] Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n[00:34.54] Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n[00:37.22] A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n[00:39.92] Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n[00:42.78] But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n[00:45.47] He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n[00:48.14] Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n[00:50.96] Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n[00:53.65] In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n[00:57.24] Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n[00:59.90] You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n[01:01.86] Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n[01:04.51] You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n[01:07.27] Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n[01:10.83] Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n[01:13.68] But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n[01:15.41] I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n[01:18.14] Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n[01:21.72] He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n[01:24.51] In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n[01:29.06] So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n[01:32.66] And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n[01:35.45] Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n[01:38.11] That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n[01:40.87] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[01:43.62] 'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n[01:46.39] Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n[01:49.93] Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n[01:51.82] 'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n[01:56.37] But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n[01:59.09] Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n[02:02.60] Hustlin' and take another ride\n[02:04.51] Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n[02:06.32] Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n[02:10.82] Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n[02:14.40] And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n[02:17.29] Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n[02:21.76] Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n[02:25.37] Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n[02:29.04] I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n[02:31.71] But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n[02:36.27] The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n[02:40.81] Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n[02:44.42] Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n[02:47.24] 'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n[02:49.04] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[02:50.81] You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n[02:53.55] I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n[02:56.38] So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n[02:59.03] Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n[03:03.56] Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n[03:06.35] And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n[03:10.89] I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n[03:13.52] 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n[03:16.26] I see you hurt 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lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n  Oh, what? 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Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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but I ain't gon' get shot\n  'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n  And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n  Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\n  Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n  But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n  Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n  First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n  Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\n  Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n  Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n  With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n  And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n  Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n  But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\n  Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n  And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n  To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\n  What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n"},{"id":2301290,"name":"Touched","trackName":"Touched","artistName":"UGK feat. 3-2","albumName":"Ridin’ Dirty","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Listen up, I got a story to tell\nHey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n\nNow, once upon a time not too long ago\nA nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\nNow, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\nBut a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\nHe used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n\nHatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\nTryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\nIn the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\nOh, what? 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Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\nMan, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\nMan, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\nBut his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\nI recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\nUnmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\nHe tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\nIn PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\nSo see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\nAnd make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\nOh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\nThat this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\nTalkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\nBetter get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\nBut, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\nAin't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\nHustlin' and take another ride\n\nNiggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\nUp in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\nCombined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\nAnd all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\nAmped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\nAin't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\nBitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\nI hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\nBut he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\nThe wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\nSome say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\nDon't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\nYou done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\nI already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\nSo, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\nSuch a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\nAin't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\nAnd haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\nI see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\nI see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\nBust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n\"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\nBitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\nYou told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\nThat pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\nAnd beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\nPistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\nFeel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\nBut you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\nGot you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\nFirst, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\nKidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\nSince you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\nJust like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\nWith night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\nAnd you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\nBuck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\nBut we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\nSpeaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\nAnd you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\nTo get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\nWhat real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\nThree to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\nAnd I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\nRazor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.79] Listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:19.07] Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:23.65] Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:29.08] Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n[00:34.54] Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n[00:37.22] A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n[00:39.92] Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n[00:42.78] But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n[00:45.47] He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n[00:48.14] Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n[00:50.96] Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n[00:53.65] In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n[00:57.24] Oh, what? 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Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n[01:07.27] Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n[01:10.83] Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n[01:13.68] But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n[01:15.41] I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n[01:18.14] Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n[01:21.72] He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n[01:24.51] In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n[01:29.06] So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n[01:32.66] And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n[01:35.45] Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n[01:38.11] That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n[01:40.87] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[01:43.62] 'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n[01:46.39] Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n[01:49.93] Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n[01:51.82] 'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n[01:56.37] But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n[01:59.09] Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n[02:02.60] Hustlin' and take another ride\n[02:04.51] Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n[02:06.32] Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n[02:10.82] Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n[02:14.40] And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n[02:17.29] Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n[02:21.76] Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n[02:25.37] Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n[02:29.04] I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n[02:31.71] But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n[02:36.27] The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n[02:40.81] Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n[02:44.42] Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n[02:47.24] 'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n[02:49.04] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[02:50.81] You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n[02:53.55] I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n[02:56.38] So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n[02:59.03] Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n[03:03.56] Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n[03:06.35] And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n[03:10.89] I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n[03:13.52] 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n[03:16.26] I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\n[03:19.07] Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n[03:22.65] \"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n[03:25.36] Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\n[03:28.10] You told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\n[03:29.97] That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n[03:33.53] 'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n[03:37.10] And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n[03:39.97] Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n[03:42.65] Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n[03:45.32] But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n[03:48.00] Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n[03:52.65] First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n[03:55.31] Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n[03:58.07] Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n[04:00.71] Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n[04:05.36] With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n[04:08.08] And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n[04:10.89] Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n[04:14.47] But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n[04:18.00] Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n[04:19.83] And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n[04:22.52] To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n[04:26.21] What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n[04:29.88] Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n[04:34.30] And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n[04:38.05] Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n[04:40.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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touched because yo' ass deserve\n  To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\n  What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n"},{"id":12137106,"name":"Touched","trackName":"Touched","artistName":"UGK feat. 3‐2","albumName":"Ridin’ Dirty","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Listen up, I got a story to tell\nHey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\nSay, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n\nNow, once upon a time not too long ago\nA nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\nNow, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\nBut a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\nHe used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n\nHatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\nTryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\nIn the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\nOh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\nYou aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\nPoint that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\nYou scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\nMan, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\nMan, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\nBut his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\nI recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\nUnmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\nHe tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\nIn PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\nSo see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\nAnd make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\nOh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\nThat this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\nTalkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\nBetter get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\nBut, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\nAin't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\nHustlin' and take another ride\n\nNiggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\nUp in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\nCombined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\nAnd all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\nAmped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\nAin't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\nBitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\nI hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\nBut he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\nThe wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\nSome say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\nDon't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\nSpeak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\nYou done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\nI already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\nSo, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\nSuch a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\nAin't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\nAnd haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\nI see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\nI see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\nBust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n\"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\nBitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\nYou told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\nThat pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\nAnd beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\nPistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\nFeel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\nBut you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\nGot you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\nFirst, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\nKidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\nSince you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\nJust like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\nWith night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\nAnd you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\nBuck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\nBut we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\nSpeaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\nAnd you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\nTo get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\nWhat real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\nThree to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\nAnd I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\nRazor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.79] Listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:19.07] Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:23.65] Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n[00:29.08] Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n[00:34.54] Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n[00:37.22] A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n[00:39.92] Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n[00:42.78] But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n[00:45.47] He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n[00:48.14] Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n[00:50.96] Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n[00:53.65] In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n[00:57.24] Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n[00:59.90] You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n[01:01.86] Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n[01:04.51] You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n[01:07.27] Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n[01:10.83] Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n[01:13.68] But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n[01:15.41] I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n[01:18.14] Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n[01:21.72] He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n[01:24.51] In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n[01:29.06] So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n[01:32.66] And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n[01:35.45] Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n[01:38.11] That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n[01:40.87] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[01:43.62] 'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n[01:46.39] Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n[01:49.93] Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n[01:51.82] 'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n[01:56.37] But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n[01:59.09] Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n[02:02.60] Hustlin' and take another ride\n[02:04.51] Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n[02:06.32] Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n[02:10.82] Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n[02:14.40] And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n[02:17.29] Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n[02:21.76] Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n[02:25.37] Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n[02:29.04] I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n[02:31.71] But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n[02:36.27] The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n[02:40.81] Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n[02:44.42] Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n[02:47.24] 'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n[02:49.04] Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n[02:50.81] You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n[02:53.55] I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n[02:56.38] So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n[02:59.03] Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n[03:03.56] Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n[03:06.35] And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n[03:10.89] I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n[03:13.52] 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n[03:16.26] I see you hurt 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lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n  Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n  You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\n  Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n  You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 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Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n  'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n  I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\n  So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n  Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n  Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n  And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\n  I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n  'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n  I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\n  Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n  \"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\n  Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\n  You told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\n  That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n  'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n  And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n  Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\n  Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n  But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n  Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n  First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n  Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\n  Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n  Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n  With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n  And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n  Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n  But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\n  Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n  And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n  To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\n  What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n"},{"id":10238363,"name":"Touched","trackName":"Touched","artistName":"UGK feat. 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you wanted me dead\n[03:58.07] Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n[04:00.71] Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n[04:05.36] With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n[04:08.08] And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n[04:10.89] Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n[04:14.47] But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n[04:18.00] Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n[04:19.83] And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n[04:22.52] To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n[04:26.21] What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n[04:29.88] Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n[04:34.30] And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n[04:38.05] Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n[04:40.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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Mr. 3‐2\n  album: Ridin' Dirty\n  duration_ms: 304000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Listen up, I got a story to tell\n  start_ms: 11790\n  end_ms: 19070\n- text: Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n  start_ms: 19070\n  end_ms: 23650\n- text: Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n  start_ms: 23650\n  end_ms: 29080\n- text: Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n  start_ms: 29080\n  end_ms: 34540\n- text: Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n  start_ms: 34540\n  end_ms: 37220\n- text: A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n  start_ms: 37220\n  end_ms: 39920\n- text: Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n  start_ms: 39920\n  end_ms: 42780\n- text: But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n  start_ms: 42780\n  end_ms: 45470\n- text: He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n  start_ms: 45470\n  end_ms: 48140\n- text: Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n  start_ms: 48140\n  end_ms: 50960\n- text: Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n  start_ms: 50960\n  end_ms: 53650\n- text: In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n  start_ms: 53650\n  end_ms: 57240\n- text: Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n  start_ms: 57240\n  end_ms: 59900\n- text: You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n  start_ms: 59900\n  end_ms: 61860\n- text: Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n  start_ms: 61860\n  end_ms: 64510\n- text: You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  start_ms: 64510\n  end_ms: 67270\n- text: Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  start_ms: 67270\n  end_ms: 70830\n- text: Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  start_ms: 70830\n  end_ms: 73680\n- text: But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n  start_ms: 73680\n  end_ms: 75410\n- text: I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  start_ms: 75410\n  end_ms: 78140\n- text: Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  start_ms: 78140\n  end_ms: 81720\n- text: He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  start_ms: 81720\n  end_ms: 84510\n- text: In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  start_ms: 84510\n  end_ms: 89060\n- text: So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n  start_ms: 89060\n  end_ms: 92660\n- text: And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  start_ms: 92660\n  end_ms: 95450\n- text: Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  start_ms: 95450\n  end_ms: 98110\n- text: That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n  start_ms: 98110\n  end_ms: 100870\n- text: Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  start_ms: 100870\n  end_ms: 103620\n- text: '''Cause deep down in the South, boy''s comin'' up cold'\n  start_ms: 103620\n  end_ms: 106390\n- text: Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  start_ms: 106390\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 111820\n- text: '''Cause I don''t know why you got flex with me, testin'' me'\n  start_ms: 111820\n  end_ms: 116370\n- text: But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  start_ms: 116370\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122600\n- text: Hustlin' and take another ride\n  start_ms: 122600\n  end_ms: 124510\n- text: Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  start_ms: 124510\n  end_ms: 126320\n- text: Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  start_ms: 126320\n  end_ms: 130820\n- text: Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  start_ms: 130820\n  end_ms: 134400\n- text: And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  start_ms: 134400\n  end_ms: 137290\n- text: Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  start_ms: 137290\n  end_ms: 141760\n- text: Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n  start_ms: 141760\n  end_ms: 145370\n- text: Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  start_ms: 145370\n  end_ms: 149040\n- text: I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  start_ms: 149040\n  end_ms: 151710\n- text: But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  start_ms: 151710\n  end_ms: 156270\n- text: The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  start_ms: 156270\n  end_ms: 160810\n- text: Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  start_ms: 160810\n  end_ms: 164420\n- text: Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n  start_ms: 164420\n  end_ms: 167240\n- text: '''Cause I''m buckin'' for mine, bitch.'\n  start_ms: 167240\n  end_ms: 169040\n- text: Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  start_ms: 169040\n  end_ms: 170810\n- text: You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n  start_ms: 170810\n  end_ms: 173550\n- text: I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n  start_ms: 173550\n  end_ms: 176380\n- text: So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n  start_ms: 176380\n  end_ms: 179030\n- text: Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n  start_ms: 179030\n  end_ms: 183560\n- text: Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n  start_ms: 183560\n  end_ms: 186350\n- text: And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n  start_ms: 186350\n  end_ms: 190890\n- text: I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n  start_ms: 190890\n  end_ms: 193520\n- text: '''Cause yo'' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad'\n  start_ms: 193520\n  end_ms: 196260\n- text: I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\n  start_ms: 196260\n  end_ms: 199070\n- text: Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n  start_ms: 199070\n  end_ms: 202650\n- text: '\"Baby, I can''t take it\", push my dick up in her harder'\n  start_ms: 202650\n  end_ms: 205360\n- text: Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\n  start_ms: 205360\n  end_ms: 208100\n- text: You told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\n  start_ms: 208100\n  end_ms: 209970\n- text: That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n  start_ms: 209970\n  end_ms: 213530\n- text: '''Cause you ain''t shootin'' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try'\n  start_ms: 213530\n  end_ms: 217100\n- text: And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n  start_ms: 217100\n  end_ms: 219970\n- text: Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n  start_ms: 219970\n  end_ms: 222650\n- text: Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n  start_ms: 222650\n  end_ms: 225320\n- text: But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n  start_ms: 225320\n  end_ms: 228000\n- text: Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n  start_ms: 228000\n  end_ms: 232650\n- text: First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n  start_ms: 232650\n  end_ms: 235310\n- text: Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n  start_ms: 235310\n  end_ms: 238070\n- text: Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n  start_ms: 238070\n  end_ms: 240710\n- text: Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n  start_ms: 240710\n  end_ms: 245360\n- text: With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n  start_ms: 245360\n  end_ms: 248080\n- text: And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n  start_ms: 248080\n  end_ms: 250890\n- text: Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n  start_ms: 250890\n  end_ms: 254470\n- text: But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n  start_ms: 254470\n  end_ms: 258000\n- text: Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n  start_ms: 258000\n  end_ms: 259830\n- text: And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n  start_ms: 259830\n  end_ms: 262520\n- text: To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n  start_ms: 262520\n  end_ms: 266210\n- text: What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  start_ms: 266210\n  end_ms: 269880\n- text: Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  start_ms: 269880\n  end_ms: 274300\n- text: And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  start_ms: 274300\n  end_ms: 278050\n- text: Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n  start_ms: 278050\n  end_ms: 280750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 280750\nplain: |-\n  Listen up, I got a story to tell\n  Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell\n  Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell\n  Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool\n\n  Now, once upon a time not too long ago\n  A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho\n  Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy\n  But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me\n  He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes\n\n  Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues\n  Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk\n  In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk\n  Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump\n  You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump\n\n  Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?\n  You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump\n  Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss\n  Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'\n  But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised\n\n  I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes\n  Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey\n  He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self\n  In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'\n  So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself\n\n  And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self\n  Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope\n  That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold\n  Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas\n  Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth\n\n  'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me\n  But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack\n  Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po'\n  Hustlin' and take another ride\n\n  Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked\n  Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup\n  Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine\n  And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes\n  Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard\n  Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart\n\n  Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know\n  I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him\n  But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked\n  The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn\n  Some say that, \"Them bitches stun\", so raise yo' own children\n  Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution\n  'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.\n\n  Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched\n  You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked\n  I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that\n\n  So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map\n  Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties\n  Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here\n  And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air\n\n  I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad\n  'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad\n  I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world\n  Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said\n  \"Baby, I can't take it\", push my dick up in her harder\n\n  Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga\n  You told that bitch, that, \"You love her\", but I'm straight up fuckin'\n  That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot\n  'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try\n  And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper\n  Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you\n\n  Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud\n  But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans\n  Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be\n  First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's\n  Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead\n\n  Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head\n  Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump\n  With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy\n  And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck\n  Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut\n  But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched\n\n  Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs\n  And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve\n  To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em\n\n  What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named\n  Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due\n  And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched\n  Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl\n"}]