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damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\n  But I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\n  I 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Make you Mama Proud Take That Thing To Sizes Down\n  Then You Look Like The Man That You Are Or What You Could Be\n  I Could\n  I Give A Damn 'bout Your Car But Then That Would Be\n  If It Was Considered A Classic Before The Drastic Change In Production When Cars Were Metal Instead Of Plastic Value\n  Is What I'm Talking About\n  Take Two Of These And Walk It Out\n  You'll Be The Reason They Talk It Out\n  You Can't Be The King In The Parkin Lot -- Forever\n  Not Saying I'm The Best But Till They Find Somrthing Better\n  I Am Here No Fear write Me A Letter 'till Then\n  I Walk It Out I Westside Walk It Out Then Eastside Walk It Out\n\n  I Walk It Out The Bank With A lot Of Zeros\n  That's What My Teachers Call Me Predictions Like They Cleo\n  So I Did My Dance For 'em\n  They Make about 40, 000\n  I Do That In A Month I'm No Resorts And Islands\n  I Make Them Walk It Out Yeah It's Me Again\n  But I'm With Jones That Phat Stacks And Benjamin\n  I Roll With Made Men\n  That Brakes The Stage In\n  And Keep The Girls Happy\n  So You all Can Get The Nappy\n  Gangsters They Do They Dance They Do It To My Song\n  See I Was Up In Cali Crip Walking It All Night Long\n  Drop 20 On My Neck Got 10 On They Wrist\n  A Billion Dollar Look A Million Dollar Kiss\n  I'm Nation Wide Homie You're Still At Home Homie\n  With No Promotions On Me Man That's Boloney Homie\n  The Album Off In Stores I'm Beating Down you Block\n  Now Going Walk It Out And They're Still On My Jock\n\n  Now Walk It Out Westside Walk It Out, Southside Walk It Out, Eastside Walk It Out, Northside Walk It Out\n\n  Jones, It's Dipset Byrd Gang, Ay Unk Holla At Me, You Know How We Get It Up Here\n\n  Eastside Walk It Out Bronx Walk It Out\n  Queens Walk It Out You Know Brooklyn Walk It Out\n  Now Harlem Walk It Out Harlem Walk It Out Harlem Walk It Out Harlem Walk **** Out\n  Now We Don't Walk It Out We Drop Top Porsha It Out\n  After I Floss It Out I Bring My Air Forces Out\n  I'm Blowing Purple Smoke I Cough It Out\n  Ball It Up And Ball It Out Tap The Bottle And Then Pour It Out Balling'\n\n  Now do the fade away, throw some paper away.\n  And we can skate away, tell the hoes I'll be late today.\n  Or I can thug it out or star stud it out.\n  I take a trip with my bitch and Louie Luggage out.\n  I'm talking magic city or even body taps.\n  You know that money ain't a thing, we're throwing thousand stacks.\n  Oh yeah we toss it out, you know what I'm talking about.\n  When Capo Status in the house, you know New York is out.\n\n  Now Walk It Out Westside Walk It Out, Southside Walk It Out, Eastside Walk It Out, Northside Walk It Out\n\n  I walk it out like that lash outta yak at the club\n  Cause the package store is closed and im attached to my buzz\n  been slamming cadillac doors you know what it was cuz\n  They jamming everything platinum check the status cuz cuz\n  Stop, Benji with diamonds but that dont mean s**t\n  Designing fine rhyme patents since I was 17 kid\n  On Southernplayalistic 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jock\n\nJones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\nNow come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\nEastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\nQueens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\nNow Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\nHarlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\nNow we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out, balling\nNow do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\nHo I can thug it out, or starstud it out\nI take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\nI'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\nYou know that money ain't a thing we throwing thousand stacks\nHo yeah we toss it out, you know I'm talking bout\nWhen cap'n status in da house you know New York is out\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'gnac at the club\nCause the package store was closed 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lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\n  But I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\n  I roll with made men, that brake the stage in\n  And keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\n  Gangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\n  See I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\n  Drop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n  I'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\n  With no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\n  The album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\n  Now 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\n  Jones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\n  Now come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\n  Eastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\n  Queens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\n  Now Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\n  Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\n  Now we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out, balling\n  Now do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\n  Ho I can thug it out, or starstud it out\n  I take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\n  I'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\n  You know that money 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two sizes down\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I 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ow-out\n\n2: Unk]\nI walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\nThat's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\nSo I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\nI make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\nBut I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\nI roll with made men, that brake the stage in\nAnd keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\nGangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\nSee I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\nDrop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\nI'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\nWith no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\nThe album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\nNow 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\nJones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\nNow come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\nEastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\nQueens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\nNow Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\nHarlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\nNow we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out, balling\nNow do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\nHo I can thug it out, or starstud it out\nI take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\nI'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\nYou know that money ain't a thing we throwing thousand stacks\nHo yeah we toss it out, you know I'm talking bout\nWhen cap'n status in da house you know New York is out\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'gnac at the club\nCause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slamming Cadillac doors, you know what it was cause\nStay jamming everything platinum check the status cause\nBoy I side, brimming with diamonds but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was seventeen kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro listen close to Peaches\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bi-tches\nIt's like I'm at the dentist cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king queen or jack fade this, come clean son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-Town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Oomp, get the doomp, clear the booth it's now official\nDropping bombs like a North Korean nuclear missile","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out(Remix)\n  artist: Unk\n  album: Beat'n Down Yo Block (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 294800\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Big Oomp Records, we back at it again baby\n  DJ Montay on the track, this the remix, Jim Jones\n  Andre three stacks, Daddy Fatsacks, this your boy Unk\n  Remix\n\n  Walk it out like an usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had twelve disciples on the lever, trigger, whatever\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Your white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your Momma proud, take that thing two sizes down\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\n  But I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\n  I roll with made men, that brake the stage in\n  And keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\n  Gangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\n  See I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\n  Drop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n  I'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\n  With no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\n  The album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\n  Now 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\n  Jones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\n  Now come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\n  Eastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\n  Queens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\n  Now Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\n  Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\n  Now we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out, balling\n  Now do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\n  Ho I can thug it out, or starstud it out\n  I take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\n  I'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\n  You know that money ain't a thing we throwing thousand stacks\n  Ho yeah we toss it out, you know I'm talking bout\n  When cap'n status in da house you know New York is 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is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\nForever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\nI Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n2: Unk]\nI walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\nThat's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\nSo I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\nI make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\nBut I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\nI roll with made men, that brake the stage in\nAnd keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\nGangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\nSee I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\nDrop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\nI'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\nWith no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\nThe album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\nNow 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\nJones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\nNow come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\nEastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\nQueens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\nNow Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\nHarlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\nNow we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out, balling\nNow do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\nHo I can thug it out, or starstud it out\nI take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage 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or what you could be\n  I can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\n  But I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\n  I roll with made men, that brake the stage in\n  And keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\n  Gangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\n  See I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\n  Drop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n  I'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\n  With no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\n  The album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\n  Now 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\n  Jones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\n  Now come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\n  Eastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\n  Queens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\n  Now Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\n  Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\n  Now we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, 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fly-rhyme patterns since I was seventeen kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro listen close to Peaches\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bi-tches\nIt's like I'm at the dentist cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king queen or jack fade this, come clean son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-Town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Oomp, get the doomp, clear the booth it's now official\nDropping bombs like a North Korean nuclear missile","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (Remix)\n  artist: Unk\n  album: Beat'n Down Yo Block (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Big Oomp Records, we back at it again baby\n  DJ Montay on the track, this the remix, Jim Jones\n  Andre three stacks, Daddy Fatsacks, this your boy Unk\n  Remix\n\n  Walk it out like an usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had twelve disciples on the lever, trigger, whatever\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Your white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your Momma proud, take that thing two sizes down\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it 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Outkast, Jim Jones) [Remix]\n  artist: Unk\n  album: Beat'n Down Yo Block (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Big Oomp Records, we back at it again baby\n  DJ Montay on the track, this the remix, Jim Jones\n  Andre three stacks, Daddy Fatsacks, this your boy Unk\n  Remix\n\n  Walk it out like an usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had twelve disciples on the lever, trigger, whatever\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Your white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your Momma proud, take that thing two sizes down\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\n  But I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\n  I roll with made men, that brake the stage in\n  And keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\n  Gangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\n  See I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\n  Drop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n  I'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\n  With no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\n  The album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\n  Now 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\n  Jones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\n  Now come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\n  Eastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\n  Queens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\n  Now Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\n  Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\n  Now we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out, balling\n  Now do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\n  Ho I can thug it out, or starstud it out\n  I take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\n  I'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\n  You know that money ain't a thing we throwing thousand stacks\n  Ho yeah we toss it out, you know I'm talking bout\n  When cap'n status in da house you know New York is out\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'gnac at the club\n  Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slamming Cadillac doors, you know what it was cause\n  Stay jamming everything platinum check the status cause\n  Boy I side, brimming with diamonds but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was seventeen kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro listen close to Peaches\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bi-tches\n  It's like I'm at the dentist cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king queen or jack fade this, come clean son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-Town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Oomp, get the doomp, clear the booth it's now official\n  Dropping bombs like a North Korean nuclear missile\n"},{"id":32535648,"name":"Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. 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pleasure\nEven Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\nTrigger, whatever\n\nPyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\nI'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\nYo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\nMake your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\nThen you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\nI can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\nIf it was considered a classic before the drastic change\nIn production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\nValue, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\nForever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\nI walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\nThat's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\nSo I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\nThen make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\nI made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\nBut I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\nI roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\nAnd keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\nGangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\nThey do it to my song (to my song)\nSee, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\nDrop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\nI'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\nWith no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\nThe album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\nNow go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\nNow walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\nEastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\nQueens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\nNow Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\nHarlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\nNow we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\nNow do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\nHo, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\nI take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\nI'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\nYou know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\nHo, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\nWhen cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\nStay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\nBoy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\nIt's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\n\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\nDropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\nSo I walk it out, yeah\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nOkay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nOkay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n[00:03.10] Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n[00:04.68] Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n[00:06.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n[00:07.79] Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n[00:09.13] Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n[00:10.28] Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n[00:11.61] Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n[00:13.06] Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n[00:14.75] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:16.16] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:17.52] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:18.95] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:20.54] Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n[00:22.12] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[00:23.55] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[00:25.01] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n[00:26.60] Walk it out like a usher\n[00:28.41] If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n[00:31.32] If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n[00:34.43] Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n[00:37.50] Trigger, whatever\n[00:39.08] Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n[00:41.67] I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n[00:44.45] Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n[00:47.40] Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n[00:50.43] Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n[00:53.64] I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n[00:56.86] If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n[01:00.09] In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n[01:02.78] Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n[01:05.90] You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n[01:08.99] Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n[01:12.56] I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n[01:14.94] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:18.09] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:20.49] I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n[01:23.33] I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n[01:26.30] I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n[01:29.56] That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n[01:32.49] So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n[01:34.07] Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n[01:35.80] I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n[01:38.55] I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n[01:41.51] But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n[01:44.42] I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n[01:47.50] And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n[01:50.22] Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n[01:52.03] They do it to my song (to my song)\n[01:53.31] See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n[01:56.14] Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n[01:59.36] A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n[02:02.20] I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n[02:05.42] With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n[02:08.33] The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n[02:11.46] Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n[02:14.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n[02:15.97] Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n[02:17.41] Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n[02:18.99] Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n[02:20.46] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[02:22.09] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n[02:23.70] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[02:25.16] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n[02:26.54] Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:29.54] Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:32.24] Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:35.44] Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n[02:38.59] Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n[02:41.55] I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n[02:44.31] I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n[02:47.87] Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n[02:50.52] Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n[02:53.43] And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n[02:56.55] Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n[02:59.57] I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n[03:02.58] I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n[03:05.40] You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n[03:08.49] Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n[03:11.23] When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n[03:15.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:16.79] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:18.19] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:19.61] Now walk it out\n[03:20.51] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[03:22.27] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[03:23.54] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[03:24.96] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[03:26.53] I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n[03:29.66] 'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n[03:32.56] Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n[03:35.69] Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n[03:38.48] Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n[03:41.97] Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n[03:44.67] On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n[03:47.97] She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n[03:50.93] It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n[03:53.52] I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n[03:56.66] Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n[03:59.95] Swing from my sack like my babies\n[04:02.29] Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n[04:05.66] A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n[04:08.60] Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n[04:11.63] Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n[04:14.29] So I walk it out, yeah\n[04:15.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:16.59] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:18.06] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:19.54] Now walk it out\n[04:20.48] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[04:21.97] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[04:23.45] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[04:24.97] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[04:26.76] Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:29.65] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:32.66] Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:35.62] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:38.59] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:41.63] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:44.65] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:47.64] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n[04:51.69] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. 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yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  start_ms: 188490\n  end_ms: 191230\n- text: When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n  start_ms: 191230\n  end_ms: 195530\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 195530\n  end_ms: 196790\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 196790\n  end_ms: 198190\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 198190\n  end_ms: 199610\n- text: Now walk it out\n  start_ms: 199610\n  end_ms: 200510\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 200510\n  end_ms: 202270\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 202270\n  end_ms: 203540\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 203540\n  end_ms: 204960\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 204960\n  end_ms: 206530\n- text: I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  start_ms: 206530\n  end_ms: 209660\n- text: '''Cause the package store was closed and I''m attached to my buzz'\n  start_ms: 209660\n  end_ms: 212560\n- text: Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  start_ms: 212560\n  end_ms: 215690\n- text: Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n  start_ms: 215690\n  end_ms: 218480\n- text: Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  start_ms: 218480\n  end_ms: 221970\n- text: Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  start_ms: 221970\n  end_ms: 224670\n- text: On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  start_ms: 224670\n  end_ms: 227970\n- text: She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n  start_ms: 227970\n  end_ms: 230930\n- text: It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  start_ms: 230930\n  end_ms: 233520\n- text: I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  start_ms: 233520\n  end_ms: 236660\n- text: Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  start_ms: 236660\n  end_ms: 239950\n- text: Swing from my sack like my babies\n  start_ms: 239950\n  end_ms: 242290\n- text: Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  start_ms: 242290\n  end_ms: 245660\n- text: A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  start_ms: 245660\n  end_ms: 248600\n- text: Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  start_ms: 248600\n  end_ms: 251630\n- text: Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  start_ms: 251630\n  end_ms: 254290\n- text: So I walk it out, yeah\n  start_ms: 254290\n  end_ms: 255240\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 255240\n  end_ms: 256590\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 256590\n  end_ms: 258060\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 258060\n  end_ms: 259540\n- text: Now walk it out\n  start_ms: 259540\n  end_ms: 260480\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 260480\n  end_ms: 261970\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 261970\n  end_ms: 263450\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 263450\n  end_ms: 264970\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 264970\n  end_ms: 266760\n- text: Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 266760\n  end_ms: 269650\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 269650\n  end_ms: 272660\n- text: Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 272660\n  end_ms: 275620\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 275620\n  end_ms: 278590\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 278590\n  end_ms: 281630\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 281630\n  end_ms: 284650\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 284650\n  end_ms: 287640\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 287640\n  end_ms: 291690\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 291690\nplain: |-\n  Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n\n  Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n  Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n  Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n  Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n  Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n  Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n\n  Walk it out like a usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n  Trigger, whatever\n\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\n  Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n  Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\n  I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n  That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n  So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n  Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\n  I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n  But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n  I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n  And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\n  Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n  They do it to my song (to my song)\n  See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n  Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\n  I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n  With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n  The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n  Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n  Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\n  Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n  Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n  Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n  Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\n  Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\n  Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n  Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n  I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\n  I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n  You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n  Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\n  Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\n  It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  So I walk it out, yeah\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n"},{"id":14413221,"name":"Walk It Out (feat. Outkast & Jim Jones) [Remix]","trackName":"Walk It Out (feat. Outkast & Jim Jones) [Remix]","artistName":"Unk","albumName":"Beat'n Down Yo Block!","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Big Oomp Records, we back at it again baby\nDJ Montay on the track, this the remix, Jim Jones\nAndre three stacks, Daddy Fatsacks, this your boy Unk\nRemix\n\nWalk it out like an usher\nIf you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\nIf you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\nEven Jesus had twelve disciples on the lever, trigger, whatever\nPyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\nI'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\nYour white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\nMake your Momma proud, take that thing two sizes down\nThen you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\nI can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\nIf it was considered a classic before the drastic change\nIn production when cars were metal instead of plastic\nValue, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\nForever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\nI Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n2: Unk]\nI walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\nThat's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\nSo I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\nI make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\nBut I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\nI roll with made men, that brake the stage in\nAnd keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\nGangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\nSee I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\nDrop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\nI'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\nWith no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\nThe album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\nNow 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\nJones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\nNow come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\nEastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\nQueens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\nNow Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\nHarlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\nNow we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out, balling\nNow do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\nHo I can thug it out, or starstud it out\nI take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\nI'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\nYou know that money ain't a thing we throwing thousand stacks\nHo yeah we toss it out, you know I'm talking bout\nWhen cap'n status in da house you know New York is out\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'gnac at the club\nCause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slamming Cadillac doors, you know what it was cause\nStay jamming everything platinum check the status cause\nBoy I side, brimming with diamonds but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was seventeen kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro listen close to Peaches\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bi-tches\nIt's like I'm at the dentist cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king queen or jack fade this, come clean son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-Town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Oomp, get the doomp, clear the booth it's now official\nDropping bombs like a North Korean nuclear missile","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (feat. Outkast & Jim Jones) [Remix]\n  artist: Unk\n  album: Beat'n Down Yo Block!\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Big Oomp Records, we back at it again baby\n  DJ Montay on the track, this the remix, Jim Jones\n  Andre three stacks, Daddy Fatsacks, this your boy Unk\n  Remix\n\n  Walk it out like an usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had twelve disciples on the lever, trigger, whatever\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Your white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your Momma proud, take that thing two sizes down\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can I give a damn bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production when cars were metal instead of plastic\n  Value, is what I'm talkin bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king in the parking lot\n  Forever, not saying I'm the best but til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, til then\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, I Westside walk it ow-out\n  I Westside walk it ow-out, then Eastside walk it ow-out\n\n  2: Unk]\n  I walked it out the bank, with a lot of zeros\n  That's what my teachers called me, predictions like they Cleo\n  So I do my dance for 'em, then make 'bout forty thousand\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands\n  I make them walk it out, yeah, it's me again\n  But I'm with Jones, Daddy Fatsacks and Benjamin\n  I roll with made men, that brake the stage in\n  And keep the girls happy, so y'all can get the nappy\n  Gangsters they do they dance, they do it to my song\n  See I was up in Cali, Crip-walkin' it all night long\n  Drop twenty on my neck, got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n  I'm nationwide homey, you still at home homey\n  With no promotions on me, man that's bologna, homey\n  The album off in stores, I'm \"Beat'n Down Yo Block\"\n  Now 'gwan and walk it out, they still on my jock\n\n  Jones it's DipSet Byrd Gang\n  Now come holla at me, you know how we get it out here\n  Eastside walk it out, Bronx walk it out\n  Queens walk it out, you know Brooklyn walk it out\n  Now Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk it out\n  Harlem walk it out, Harlem walk shit out, balling\n  Now we don't walk it out, we drop-top Porsche it out\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out, balling\n  Now do the fade-away, and throw some paper-way\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today\n  Ho I can thug it out, or starstud it out\n  I take a trip with my bitch and Louis luggage out\n  I'm talking Magic City, or even Body Tap\n  You know that money ain't a thing we throwing thousand stacks\n  Ho yeah we toss it out, you know I'm talking bout\n  When cap'n status in da house you know New York is out\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'gnac at the club\n  Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slamming Cadillac doors, you know what it was cause\n  Stay jamming everything platinum check the status cause\n  Boy I side, brimming with diamonds but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was seventeen kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro listen close to Peaches\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bi-tches\n  It's like I'm at the dentist cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king queen or jack fade this, come clean son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-Town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Oomp, get the doomp, clear the booth it's now official\n  Dropping bombs like a North Korean nuclear missile\n"},{"id":33858661,"name":"Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. 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war, the gun's my pleasure\nEven Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\nTrigger, whatever\n\nPyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\nI'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\nYo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\nMake your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\nThen you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\nI can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\nIf it was considered a classic before the drastic change\nIn production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\nValue, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\nForever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\nI walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\nThat's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\nSo I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\nThen make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\nI made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\nBut I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\nI roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\nAnd keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\nGangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\nThey do it to my song (to my song)\nSee, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\nDrop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\nI'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\nWith no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\nThe album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\nNow go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\nNow walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\nEastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\nQueens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\nNow Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\nHarlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\nNow we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\nNow do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\nHo, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\nI take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\nI'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\nYou know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\nHo, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\nWhen cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\nStay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\nBoy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\nIt's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\n\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\nDropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\nSo I walk it out, yeah\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nOkay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nOkay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. Jim Jones & Outkast)\n  artist: Unk\n  album: Beat'n Down Yo Block (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n\n  Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n  Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n  Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n  Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n  Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n  Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n\n  Walk it out like a usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n  Trigger, whatever\n\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\n  Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n  Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\n  I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n  That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n  So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n  Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\n  I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n  But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n  I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n  And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\n  Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n  They do it to my song (to my song)\n  See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n  Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\n  I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n  With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n  The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n  Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n  Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\n  Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n  Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n  Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n  Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\n  Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\n  Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n  Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n  I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\n  I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n  You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n  Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\n  Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\n  It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  So I walk it out, yeah\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n"},{"id":30096147,"name":"Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. Outkast & Jim Jones)","trackName":"Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. Outkast & Jim Jones)","artistName":"DJ Unk","albumName":"Beat'n Down Yo Block!","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n\nNow walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\nNow walk it out (this is the remix)\nWestside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\nSouthside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\nEastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\nNorthside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n\nWalk it out like a usher\nIf you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\nIf you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\nEven Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\nTrigger, whatever\n\nPyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\nI'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\nYo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\nMake your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\nThen you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\nI can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\nIf it was considered a classic before the drastic change\nIn production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\nValue, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\nForever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\nI walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\nThat's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\nSo I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\nThen make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\nI made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\nBut I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\nI roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\nAnd keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\nGangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\nThey do it to my song (to my song)\nSee, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\nDrop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\nI'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\nWith no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\nThe album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\nNow go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\nNow walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\nEastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\nQueens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\nNow Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\nHarlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\nNow we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\nNow do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\nHo, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\nI take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\nI'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\nYou know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\nHo, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\nWhen cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\nStay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\nBoy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\nIt's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\n\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\nDropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\nSo I walk it out, yeah\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nOkay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nOkay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n[00:03.10] Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n[00:04.68] Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n[00:06.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n[00:07.79] Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n[00:09.13] Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n[00:10.28] Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n[00:11.61] Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n[00:13.06] Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n[00:14.75] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:16.16] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:17.52] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:18.95] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:20.54] Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n[00:22.12] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[00:23.55] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[00:25.01] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n[00:26.60] Walk it out like a usher\n[00:28.41] If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n[00:31.32] If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n[00:34.43] Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n[00:37.50] Trigger, whatever\n[00:39.08] Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n[00:41.67] I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n[00:44.45] Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n[00:47.40] Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n[00:50.43] Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n[00:53.64] I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n[00:56.86] If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n[01:00.09] In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n[01:02.78] Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n[01:05.90] You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n[01:08.99] Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n[01:12.56] I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n[01:14.94] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:18.09] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:20.49] I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n[01:23.33] I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n[01:26.30] I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n[01:29.56] That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n[01:32.49] So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n[01:34.07] Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n[01:35.80] I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n[01:38.55] I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n[01:41.51] But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n[01:44.42] I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n[01:47.50] And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n[01:50.22] Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n[01:52.03] They do it to my song (to my song)\n[01:53.31] See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n[01:56.14] Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n[01:59.36] A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n[02:02.20] I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n[02:05.42] With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n[02:08.33] The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n[02:11.46] Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n[02:14.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n[02:15.97] Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n[02:17.41] Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n[02:18.99] Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n[02:20.46] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[02:22.09] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n[02:23.70] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[02:25.16] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n[02:26.54] Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:29.54] Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:32.24] Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:35.44] Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n[02:38.59] Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n[02:41.55] I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n[02:44.31] I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n[02:47.87] Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n[02:50.52] Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n[02:53.43] And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n[02:56.55] Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n[02:59.57] I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n[03:02.58] I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n[03:05.40] You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n[03:08.49] Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n[03:11.23] When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n[03:15.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:16.79] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:18.19] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:19.61] Now walk it out\n[03:20.51] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[03:22.27] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[03:23.54] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[03:24.96] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[03:26.53] I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n[03:29.66] 'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n[03:32.56] Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n[03:35.69] Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n[03:38.48] Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n[03:41.97] Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n[03:44.67] On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n[03:47.97] She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n[03:50.93] It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n[03:53.52] I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n[03:56.66] Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n[03:59.95] Swing from my sack like my babies\n[04:02.29] Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n[04:05.66] A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n[04:08.60] Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n[04:11.63] Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n[04:14.29] So I walk it out, yeah\n[04:15.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:16.59] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:18.06] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:19.54] Now walk it out\n[04:20.48] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[04:21.97] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[04:23.45] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[04:24.97] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[04:26.76] Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:29.65] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:32.66] Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:35.62] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:38.59] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:41.63] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:44.65] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:47.64] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n[04:51.69] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. 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(ay)\n  start_ms: 287640\n  end_ms: 291690\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 291690\nplain: |-\n  Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n\n  Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n  Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n  Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n  Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n  Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n  Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n\n  Walk it out like a usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n  Trigger, whatever\n\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\n  Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n  Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\n  I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n  That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n  So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n  Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\n  I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n  But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n  I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n  And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\n  Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n  They do it to my song (to my song)\n  See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n  Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\n  I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n  With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n  The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n  Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n  Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\n  Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n  Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n  Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n  Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\n  Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\n  Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n  Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n  I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\n  I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n  You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n  Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\n  Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\n  It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  So I walk it out, yeah\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n"},{"id":31472871,"name":"Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. Outkast & Jim Jones)","trackName":"Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. 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gun's my pleasure\nEven Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\nTrigger, whatever\n\nPyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\nI'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\nYo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\nMake your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\nThen you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\nI can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\nIf it was considered a classic before the drastic change\nIn production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\nValue, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\nForever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, then 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(bologna, homey)\nThe album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\nNow go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\nNow walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\nEastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\nQueens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\nNow Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\nHarlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\nNow we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\nNow do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\nHo, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\nI take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\nI'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\nYou know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\nHo, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\nWhen cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\nStay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\nBoy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\nIt's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\n\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\nDropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\nSo I walk it out, yeah\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it 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Jones)\n[00:10.28] Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n[00:11.61] Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n[00:13.06] Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n[00:14.75] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:16.16] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:17.52] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:18.95] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:20.54] Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n[00:22.12] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[00:23.55] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[00:25.01] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n[00:26.60] Walk it out like a usher\n[00:28.41] If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n[00:31.32] If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n[00:34.43] Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n[00:37.50] Trigger, whatever\n[00:39.08] Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n[00:41.67] I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n[00:44.45] Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n[00:47.40] Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n[00:50.43] Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n[00:53.64] I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n[00:56.86] If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n[01:00.09] In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n[01:02.78] Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n[01:05.90] You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n[01:08.99] Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n[01:12.56] I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n[01:14.94] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:18.09] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:20.49] I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n[01:23.33] I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n[01:26.30] I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n[01:29.56] That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n[01:32.49] So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n[01:34.07] Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n[01:35.80] I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n[01:38.55] I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n[01:41.51] But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n[01:44.42] I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n[01:47.50] And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n[01:50.22] Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n[01:52.03] They do it to my song (to my song)\n[01:53.31] See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n[01:56.14] Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n[01:59.36] A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n[02:02.20] I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n[02:05.42] With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n[02:08.33] The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n[02:11.46] Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n[02:14.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n[02:15.97] Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n[02:17.41] Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n[02:18.99] Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n[02:20.46] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[02:22.09] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n[02:23.70] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[02:25.16] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n[02:26.54] Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:29.54] Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:32.24] Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:35.44] Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n[02:38.59] Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n[02:41.55] I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n[02:44.31] I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n[02:47.87] Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n[02:50.52] Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n[02:53.43] And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n[02:56.55] Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n[02:59.57] I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n[03:02.58] I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n[03:05.40] You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n[03:08.49] Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n[03:11.23] When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n[03:15.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:16.79] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:18.19] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:19.61] Now walk it out\n[03:20.51] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[03:22.27] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[03:23.54] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[03:24.96] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[03:26.53] I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n[03:29.66] 'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n[03:32.56] Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n[03:35.69] Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n[03:38.48] Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n[03:41.97] Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n[03:44.67] On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n[03:47.97] She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n[03:50.93] It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n[03:53.52] I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n[03:56.66] Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n[03:59.95] Swing from my sack like my babies\n[04:02.29] Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n[04:05.66] A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n[04:08.60] Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n[04:11.63] Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n[04:14.29] So I walk it out, yeah\n[04:15.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:16.59] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:18.06] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:19.54] Now walk it out\n[04:20.48] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[04:21.97] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[04:23.45] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[04:24.97] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[04:26.76] Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:29.65] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:32.66] Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:35.62] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:38.59] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:41.63] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:44.65] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:47.64] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n[04:51.69] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (Remix) (feat. 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yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  start_ms: 188490\n  end_ms: 191230\n- text: When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n  start_ms: 191230\n  end_ms: 195530\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 195530\n  end_ms: 196790\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 196790\n  end_ms: 198190\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 198190\n  end_ms: 199610\n- text: Now walk it out\n  start_ms: 199610\n  end_ms: 200510\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 200510\n  end_ms: 202270\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 202270\n  end_ms: 203540\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 203540\n  end_ms: 204960\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 204960\n  end_ms: 206530\n- text: I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  start_ms: 206530\n  end_ms: 209660\n- text: '''Cause the package store was closed and I''m attached to my buzz'\n  start_ms: 209660\n  end_ms: 212560\n- text: Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  start_ms: 212560\n  end_ms: 215690\n- text: Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n  start_ms: 215690\n  end_ms: 218480\n- text: Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  start_ms: 218480\n  end_ms: 221970\n- text: Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  start_ms: 221970\n  end_ms: 224670\n- text: On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  start_ms: 224670\n  end_ms: 227970\n- text: She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n  start_ms: 227970\n  end_ms: 230930\n- text: It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  start_ms: 230930\n  end_ms: 233520\n- text: I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  start_ms: 233520\n  end_ms: 236660\n- text: Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  start_ms: 236660\n  end_ms: 239950\n- text: Swing from my sack like my babies\n  start_ms: 239950\n  end_ms: 242290\n- text: Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  start_ms: 242290\n  end_ms: 245660\n- text: A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  start_ms: 245660\n  end_ms: 248600\n- text: Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  start_ms: 248600\n  end_ms: 251630\n- text: Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  start_ms: 251630\n  end_ms: 254290\n- text: So I walk it out, yeah\n  start_ms: 254290\n  end_ms: 255240\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 255240\n  end_ms: 256590\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 256590\n  end_ms: 258060\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 258060\n  end_ms: 259540\n- text: Now walk it out\n  start_ms: 259540\n  end_ms: 260480\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 260480\n  end_ms: 261970\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 261970\n  end_ms: 263450\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 263450\n  end_ms: 264970\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 264970\n  end_ms: 266760\n- text: Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 266760\n  end_ms: 269650\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 269650\n  end_ms: 272660\n- text: Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 272660\n  end_ms: 275620\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 275620\n  end_ms: 278590\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 278590\n  end_ms: 281630\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 281630\n  end_ms: 284650\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 284650\n  end_ms: 287640\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 287640\n  end_ms: 291690\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 291690\nplain: |-\n  Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n\n  Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n  Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n  Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n  Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n  Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n  Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n\n  Walk it out like a usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n  Trigger, whatever\n\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\n  Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n  Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\n  I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n  That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n  So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n  Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\n  I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n  But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n  I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n  And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\n  Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n  They do it to my song (to my song)\n  See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n  Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\n  I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n  With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n  The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n  Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n  Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\n  Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n  Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n  Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n  Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\n  Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\n  Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n  Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n  I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\n  I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n  You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n  Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\n  Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\n  It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Unk, get the doomp, 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my pleasure\nEven Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\nTrigger, whatever\n\nPyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\nI'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\nYo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\nMake your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\nThen you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\nI can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\nIf it was considered a classic before the drastic change\nIn production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\nValue, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\nYou'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\nForever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\nI am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\nI Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\nI walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\nThat's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\nSo I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\nThen make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\nI do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\nI made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\nBut I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\nI roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\nAnd keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\nGangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\nThey do it to my song (to my song)\nSee, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\nDrop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\nA billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\nI'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\nWith no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\nThe album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\nNow go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\nNow walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\nNow walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\nEastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\nQueens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\nNow Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\nHarlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\nNow we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\nI hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\nI'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\nTap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\nNow do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\nAnd we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\nHo, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\nI take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\nI'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\nYou know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\nHo, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\nWhen cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nI walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\nBeen slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\nStay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\nBoy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\nDesigning fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\nOn Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\nShe said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\nIt's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\nI'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\nNot a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\nSwing from my sack like my babies\n\nActing like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\nA-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\nTell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\nDropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\nSo I walk it out, yeah\n\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out, now walk it out\nNow walk it out\nWestside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\nSouthside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\nEastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\nNorthside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\nOkay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nOkay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nWalk, walk, walk, now walk it out\nI said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n[00:03.10] Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n[00:04.68] Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n[00:06.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n[00:07.79] Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n[00:09.13] Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n[00:10.28] Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n[00:11.61] Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n[00:13.06] Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n[00:14.75] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:16.16] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:17.52] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:18.95] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[00:20.54] Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n[00:22.12] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[00:23.55] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[00:25.01] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n[00:26.60] Walk it out like a usher\n[00:28.41] If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n[00:31.32] If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n[00:34.43] Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n[00:37.50] Trigger, whatever\n[00:39.08] Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n[00:41.67] I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n[00:44.45] Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n[00:47.40] Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n[00:50.43] Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n[00:53.64] I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n[00:56.86] If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n[01:00.09] In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n[01:02.78] Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n[01:05.90] You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n[01:08.99] Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n[01:12.56] I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n[01:14.94] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:18.09] I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n[01:20.49] I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n[01:23.33] I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n[01:26.30] I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n[01:29.56] That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n[01:32.49] So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n[01:34.07] Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n[01:35.80] I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n[01:38.55] I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n[01:41.51] But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n[01:44.42] I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n[01:47.50] And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n[01:50.22] Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n[01:52.03] They do it to my song (to my song)\n[01:53.31] See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n[01:56.14] Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n[01:59.36] A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n[02:02.20] I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n[02:05.42] With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n[02:08.33] The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n[02:11.46] Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n[02:14.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n[02:15.97] Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n[02:17.41] Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n[02:18.99] Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n[02:20.46] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[02:22.09] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n[02:23.70] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[02:25.16] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n[02:26.54] Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:29.54] Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:32.24] Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n[02:35.44] Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n[02:38.59] Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n[02:41.55] I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n[02:44.31] I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n[02:47.87] Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n[02:50.52] Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n[02:53.43] And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n[02:56.55] Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n[02:59.57] I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n[03:02.58] I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n[03:05.40] You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n[03:08.49] Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n[03:11.23] When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n[03:15.53] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:16.79] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:18.19] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[03:19.61] Now walk it out\n[03:20.51] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[03:22.27] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[03:23.54] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[03:24.96] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[03:26.53] I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n[03:29.66] 'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n[03:32.56] Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n[03:35.69] Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n[03:38.48] Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n[03:41.97] Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n[03:44.67] On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n[03:47.97] She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n[03:50.93] It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n[03:53.52] I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n[03:56.66] Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n[03:59.95] Swing from my sack like my babies\n[04:02.29] Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n[04:05.66] A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n[04:08.60] Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n[04:11.63] Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n[04:14.29] So I walk it out, yeah\n[04:15.24] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:16.59] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:18.06] Now walk it out, now walk it out\n[04:19.54] Now walk it out\n[04:20.48] Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n[04:21.97] Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n[04:23.45] Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n[04:24.97] Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n[04:26.76] Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:29.65] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:32.66] Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:35.62] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n[04:38.59] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:41.63] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:44.65] Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n[04:47.64] I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n[04:51.69] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Walk It Out (Remix) (PO Clean Edit)\n  artist: UNK Ft. Andre 3000, Jim Jones & Big Boi\n  album: Promo Only Urban Radio February\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n  start_ms: 40\n  end_ms: 3100\n- text: Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n  start_ms: 3100\n  end_ms: 4680\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n  start_ms: 4680\n  end_ms: 6240\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n  start_ms: 6240\n  end_ms: 7790\n- text: Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n  start_ms: 7790\n  end_ms: 9130\n- text: Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n  start_ms: 9130\n  end_ms: 10280\n- text: Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n  start_ms: 10280\n  end_ms: 11610\n- text: Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n  start_ms: 11610\n  end_ms: 13060\n- text: Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n  start_ms: 13060\n  end_ms: 14750\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 14750\n  end_ms: 16160\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 16160\n  end_ms: 17520\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 17520\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 20540\n- text: Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 20540\n  end_ms: 22120\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 22120\n  end_ms: 23550\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 23550\n  end_ms: 25010\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 25010\n  end_ms: 26600\n- text: Walk it out like a usher\n  start_ms: 26600\n  end_ms: 28410\n- text: If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  start_ms: 28410\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34430\n- text: Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n  start_ms: 34430\n  end_ms: 37500\n- text: Trigger, whatever\n  start_ms: 37500\n  end_ms: 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start_ms: 116140\n  end_ms: 119360\n- text: A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n  start_ms: 119360\n  end_ms: 122200\n- text: I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n  start_ms: 122200\n  end_ms: 125420\n- text: With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n  start_ms: 125420\n  end_ms: 128330\n- text: The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n  start_ms: 128330\n  end_ms: 131460\n- text: Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n  start_ms: 131460\n  end_ms: 134530\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n  start_ms: 134530\n  end_ms: 135970\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n  start_ms: 135970\n  end_ms: 137410\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n  start_ms: 137410\n  end_ms: 138990\n- text: Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n  start_ms: 138990\n  end_ms: 140460\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 140460\n  end_ms: 142090\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n  start_ms: 142090\n  end_ms: 143700\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 143700\n  end_ms: 145160\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n  start_ms: 145160\n  end_ms: 146540\n- text: Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n  start_ms: 146540\n  end_ms: 149540\n- text: Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n  start_ms: 149540\n  end_ms: 152240\n- text: Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n  start_ms: 152240\n  end_ms: 155440\n- text: Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n  start_ms: 155440\n  end_ms: 158590\n- text: Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n  start_ms: 158590\n  end_ms: 161550\n- text: I 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yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  start_ms: 188490\n  end_ms: 191230\n- text: When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n  start_ms: 191230\n  end_ms: 195530\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 195530\n  end_ms: 196790\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 196790\n  end_ms: 198190\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 198190\n  end_ms: 199610\n- text: Now walk it out\n  start_ms: 199610\n  end_ms: 200510\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 200510\n  end_ms: 202270\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 202270\n  end_ms: 203540\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 203540\n  end_ms: 204960\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 204960\n  end_ms: 206530\n- text: I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  start_ms: 206530\n  end_ms: 209660\n- text: '''Cause the package store was closed and I''m attached to my buzz'\n  start_ms: 209660\n  end_ms: 212560\n- text: Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  start_ms: 212560\n  end_ms: 215690\n- text: Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n  start_ms: 215690\n  end_ms: 218480\n- text: Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  start_ms: 218480\n  end_ms: 221970\n- text: Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  start_ms: 221970\n  end_ms: 224670\n- text: On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  start_ms: 224670\n  end_ms: 227970\n- text: She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n  start_ms: 227970\n  end_ms: 230930\n- text: It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  start_ms: 230930\n  end_ms: 233520\n- text: I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  start_ms: 233520\n  end_ms: 236660\n- text: Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  start_ms: 236660\n  end_ms: 239950\n- text: Swing from my sack like my babies\n  start_ms: 239950\n  end_ms: 242290\n- text: Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  start_ms: 242290\n  end_ms: 245660\n- text: A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  start_ms: 245660\n  end_ms: 248600\n- text: Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  start_ms: 248600\n  end_ms: 251630\n- text: Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  start_ms: 251630\n  end_ms: 254290\n- text: So I walk it out, yeah\n  start_ms: 254290\n  end_ms: 255240\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 255240\n  end_ms: 256590\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 256590\n  end_ms: 258060\n- text: Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 258060\n  end_ms: 259540\n- text: Now walk it out\n  start_ms: 259540\n  end_ms: 260480\n- text: Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 260480\n  end_ms: 261970\n- text: Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 261970\n  end_ms: 263450\n- text: Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  start_ms: 263450\n  end_ms: 264970\n- text: Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 264970\n  end_ms: 266760\n- text: Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 266760\n  end_ms: 269650\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 269650\n  end_ms: 272660\n- text: Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 272660\n  end_ms: 275620\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  start_ms: 275620\n  end_ms: 278590\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 278590\n  end_ms: 281630\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 281630\n  end_ms: 284650\n- text: Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  start_ms: 284650\n  end_ms: 287640\n- text: I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n  start_ms: 287640\n  end_ms: 291690\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 291690\nplain: |-\n  Unk countin' Dutch (ay)\n\n  Now walk it out (Big Oomp Records), now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (we back at it again, baby)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (DJ Montay on the track)\n  Now walk it out (this is the remix)\n  Westside, walk it out (Jim Jones)\n  Southside, walk it out (Andre three stack)\n  Eastside, walk it out (Daddy Fat Sacks)\n  Northside, walk it out (this yo' boy, Unk)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now Westside, walk it out, now Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out\n\n  Walk it out like a usher\n  If you say real talk, I probably won't trust ya\n  If you want to go to war, the gun's my pleasure\n  Even Jesus had 12 Disciples on the lever\n  Trigger, whatever\n\n  Pyong, you don't want nan day of three thou'\n  I'm like jury duty, you're new to this part of town\n  Yo' white tee, well to me, look like a nightgown\n  Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down\n\n  Then you'll look like the man that you are or what you could be\n  I can give a damn 'bout your car, but then I would be\n  If it was considered a classic before the drastic change\n  In production and when cars were metal instead of plastic\n\n  Value, is what I'm talkin' 'bout, take two of these and walk it out\n  You'll be the reason they chalk it out, you can't be the king of the parkin' lot\n  Forever, not sayin' I'm the best but 'til they find something better\n  I am here, no fear, write me a letter, 'til then (ay)\n\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I walk it out, I walk it out, I walk it out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, I Westside, walk it ow-out\n  I Westside, walk it ow-out, then eastside, walk it ow-out (ay)\n\n  I walked it out the bank (bank) with a lot of zeros (zeros)\n  That's what my teachers called me (yeah), predictions, like they Cleo (Cleo)\n  So I do my dance for 'em (do my dance for 'em)\n  Then make 'bout 40 thousand (that 40 thousand)\n  I do that in a month, I'm on resorts and islands (I'm on resorts and islands)\n\n  I made them walk it out, yeah, it's me again (it's me again)\n  But I'm with Jones, Faddy Fat Sacks, and Benjamin (three stacks)\n  I roll with made men (made men), that break the stage in (break the stage in)\n  And keep the girls happy (shawty) so y'all can get the nappy (get that nappy)\n\n  Gangsters, they do they dance (they do they dance)\n  They do it to my song (to my song)\n  See, I was up in Cali Crip walkin' it all night long (wow)\n  Drop 20 on my neck (neck), got ten on my wrist\n  A billion dollar look, a million dollar kiss\n\n  I'm nationwide, homey (homey), you still at home, homey (home)\n  With no promotions on me, man, that's bologna, homey (bologna, homey)\n  The album off in stores (stores), I'm \"Beat'N Down Yo Block\" (Beat'N Down Yo Block)\n  Now go and walk it out (walk it out), they still on my jock (Jones, Dipset)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (uh)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (Jones)\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out (yuh)\n  Now walk it out (it's Dipset, Byrd Gang)\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out (hey, come holla at me)\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (you know how we get it out here)\n\n  Eastside, walk it out (walk it out), Bronx walk it out (walk it out)\n  Queens walk it out (walk it out), you know Brooklyn walk it out (walk it out)\n  Now Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk it out (walk it out)\n  Harlem walk it out (walk it out), Harlem walk shit out (walk it out, balling)\n\n  Now we don't walk it out (nope), we drop-top Porsche it out (yup)\n  I hopped out floss it out, I bring my Air Forces out (clean)\n  I'm blowing purple smoke, I cough it out, ball it up, then ball it out\n  Tap the bottle, pour it out (balling)\n\n  Now do the fade-away (yeah), and throw some paper-way (flossin')\n  And we can skate away, tell the office I'll be late today (I'm hurlin', yo)\n  Ho, I can thug it out (yup), or star stud it out (for show)\n  I take a trip with my bitch, and Louis luggage out\n\n  I'm talking Magic City (make it rain), or even Body Tap (masseuse)\n  You know that money ain't a thing, we throwin' thousand stacks (we handin' dollars)\n  Ho, yeah we toss it out (yup), you know I'm talking 'bout (for sure)\n  When cap'n status in da house, you know New York is out (ay, Eastside)\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  I walk it out like that last shot of 'Gnac at the club\n  'Cause the package store was closed and I'm attached to my buzz\n  Been slammin' Cadillac doors, you know what it was, cuz\n  Stay jamming everything platinum, check the status cuh-cuh\n\n  Boy, stop, brimmin' with diamonds, but that don't mean shit\n  Designing fly-rhyme patterns since I was 17, kid\n  On Southernplayalistic intro, listen close to \"Peaches\"\n  She said nothing but king shit all day, and they be bitches\n\n  It's like I'm at the dentist 'cause everybody got crowns\n  I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down\n  Not a king, queen, or jack fade this, come clean, son\n  Swing from my sack like my babies\n\n  Acting like you crazy, Daddy Fat don't like that misbehaving\n  A-town's up and deuces down, and something else that be created\n  Tell Unk, get the doomp, clear the booth, it's now official\n  Dropping bombs like the North Korean nuclear missile (ay)\n  So I walk it out, yeah\n\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out, now walk it out\n  Now walk it out\n  Westside, walk it out, Westside, walk it out\n  Southside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out\n  Eastside, walk it out, Eastside, walk it out\n  Northside, walk it out, Northside, walk it out (ay)\n\n  Okay, now do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  Okay, do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out\n\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  Walk, walk, walk, now walk it out\n  I said do it how you do it, go and walk it out (ay)\n"}]