[{"id":10978350,"name":"Crime Library","trackName":"Crime Library","artistName":"Vinnie Paz","albumName":"God of the Serengeti","duration":178.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nTake em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\nSend 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\nIt's like music to my ears when the gun clap\nYou a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\nShoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\nI ain't listening no more, cause son whack\nI'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\nY'all wanna hear a fun fact?\nMy guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\nWhere the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\nNinety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\nI'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\nI put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\nI'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\nWet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\nTake the shotty off the gun rack\nToss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\n[It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\nWild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\nWho's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\nIt's insane, let me explain the pain\nI came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\nHighly flammable, easily slaying you\nI do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\nBlaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\nWhat the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\nThe black monster go harder\nSpit pure lava, word to the father\nDon't make me show up at your crib with the pump\nI can find out where you live, where you from\nBut you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\nTail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Crime Library\n  artist: Vinnie Paz\n  album: God of the Serengeti\n  duration_ms: 178000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\n  Send 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\n  It's like music to my ears when the gun clap\n  You a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\n  Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\n  I ain't listening no more, cause son whack\n  I'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\n  Y'all wanna hear a fun fact?\n  My guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\n  Where the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\n  Ninety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\n  I'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\n  I put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\n  I'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\n  Wet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\n  Take the shotty off the gun rack\n  Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  [It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\n  Wild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\n  Who's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\n  It's insane, let me explain the pain\n  I came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\n  Highly flammable, easily slaying you\n  I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\n  Blaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\n  What the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\n  The black monster go harder\n  Spit pure lava, word to the father\n  Don't make me show up at your crib with the pump\n  I can find out where you live, where you from\n  But you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\n  Tail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n"},{"id":35301339,"name":"Crime Library","trackName":"Crime Library","artistName":"Vinnie Paz, Blaq Poet","albumName":"God of the Serengeti","duration":178.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nTake em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\nSend 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\nIt's like music to my ears when the gun clap\nYou a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\nShoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\nI ain't listening no more, cause son whack\nI'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\nY'all wanna hear a fun fact?\nMy guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\nWhere the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\nNinety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\nI'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\nI put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\nI'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\nWet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\nTake the shotty off the gun rack\nToss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\n[It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\nWild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\nWho's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\nIt's insane, let me explain the pain\nI came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\nHighly flammable, easily slaying you\nI do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\nBlaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\nWhat the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\nThe black monster go harder\nSpit pure lava, word to the father\nDon't make me show up at your crib with the pump\nI can find out where you live, where you from\nBut you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\nTail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Crime Library\n  artist: Vinnie Paz, Blaq Poet\n  album: God of the Serengeti\n  duration_ms: 178000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\n  Send 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\n  It's like music to my ears when the gun clap\n  You a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\n  Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\n  I ain't listening no more, cause son whack\n  I'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\n  Y'all wanna hear a fun fact?\n  My guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\n  Where the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\n  Ninety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\n  I'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\n  I put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\n  I'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\n  Wet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\n  Take the shotty off the gun rack\n  Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  [It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\n  Wild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\n  Who's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\n  It's insane, let me explain the pain\n  I came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\n  Highly flammable, easily slaying you\n  I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\n  Blaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\n  What the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\n  The black monster go harder\n  Spit pure lava, word to the father\n  Don't make me show up at your crib with the pump\n  I can find out where you live, where you from\n  But you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\n  Tail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n"},{"id":35301353,"name":"Crime Library","trackName":"Crime Library","artistName":"Vinnie Paz, Blaq Poet","albumName":"God of the Serengeti","duration":175.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nTake em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\nSend 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\nIt's like music to my ears when the gun clap\nYou a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\nShoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\nI ain't listening no more, cause son whack\nI'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\nY'all wanna hear a fun fact?\nMy guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\nWhere the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\nNinety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\nI'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\nI put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\nI'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\nWet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\nTake the shotty off the gun rack\nToss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\n[It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\nWild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\nWho's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\nIt's insane, let me explain the pain\nI came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\nHighly flammable, easily slaying you\nI do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\nBlaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\nWhat the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\nThe black monster go harder\nSpit pure lava, word to the father\nDon't make me show up at your crib with the pump\nI can find out where you live, where you from\nBut you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\nTail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Crime Library\n  artist: Vinnie Paz, Blaq Poet\n  album: God of the Serengeti\n  duration_ms: 175000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\n  Send 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\n  It's like music to my ears when the gun clap\n  You a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\n  Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\n  I ain't listening no more, cause son whack\n  I'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\n  Y'all wanna hear a fun fact?\n  My guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\n  Where the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\n  Ninety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\n  I'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\n  I put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\n  I'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\n  Wet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\n  Take the shotty off the gun rack\n  Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  [It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\n  Wild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\n  Who's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\n  It's insane, let me explain the pain\n  I came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\n  Highly flammable, easily slaying you\n  I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\n  Blaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\n  What the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\n  The black monster go harder\n  Spit pure lava, word to the father\n  Don't make me show up at your crib with the pump\n  I can find out where you live, where you from\n  But you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\n  Tail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n"},{"id":5542083,"name":"Crime Library (feat. Blaq Poet)","trackName":"Crime Library (feat. Blaq Poet)","artistName":"Vinnie Paz","albumName":"God of the Serengeti","duration":179.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nTake em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\nSend 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\nIt's like music to my ears when the gun clap\nYou a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\nShoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\nI ain't listening no more, cause son whack\nI'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\nY'all wanna hear a fun fact?\nMy guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\nWhere the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\nNinety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\nI'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\nI put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\nI'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\nWet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\nTake the shotty off the gun rack\nToss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\n[It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\nWild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\nWho's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\nIt's insane, let me explain the pain\nI came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\nHighly flammable, easily slaying you\nI do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\nBlaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\nWhat the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\nThe black monster go harder\nSpit pure lava, word to the father\nDon't make me show up at your crib with the pump\nI can find out where you live, where you from\nBut you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\nTail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Crime Library (feat. Blaq Poet)\n  artist: Vinnie Paz\n  album: God of the Serengeti\n  duration_ms: 179000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\n  Send 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\n  It's like music to my ears when the gun clap\n  You a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\n  Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\n  I ain't listening no more, cause son whack\n  I'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\n  Y'all wanna hear a fun fact?\n  My guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\n  Where the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\n  Ninety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\n  I'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\n  I put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\n  I'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\n  Wet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\n  Take the shotty off the gun rack\n  Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  [It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\n  Wild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\n  Who's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\n  It's insane, let me explain the pain\n  I came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\n  Highly flammable, easily slaying you\n  I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\n  Blaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\n  What the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\n  The black monster go harder\n  Spit pure lava, word to the father\n  Don't make me show up at your crib with the pump\n  I can find out where you live, where you from\n  But you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\n  Tail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n"},{"id":5542082,"name":"Crime Library","trackName":"Crime Library","artistName":"Vinnie Paz feat. Blaq Poet","albumName":"God of the Serengeti","duration":179.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nTake em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\nSend 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\nIt's like music to my ears when the gun clap\nYou a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\nShoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\nI ain't listening no more, cause son whack\nI'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\nY'all wanna hear a fun fact?\nMy guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\nWhere the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\nNinety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\nI'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\nI put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\nI'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\nWet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\nTake the shotty off the gun rack\nToss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\n[It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\nWild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\nWho's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\nIt's insane, let me explain the pain\nI came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\nHighly flammable, easily slaying you\nI do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\nBlaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\nWhat the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\nThe black monster go harder\nSpit pure lava, word to the father\nDon't make me show up at your crib with the pump\nI can find out where you live, where you from\nBut you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\nTail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\nMothafucka BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\nOne gun Two gun Three gun Four!\nYoure Mine, its all about crime!\nIt's the streets in me its an everyday thang\nAll day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Crime Library\n  artist: Vinnie Paz feat. Blaq Poet\n  album: God of the Serengeti\n  duration_ms: 179000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead\n\n  Send 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap\n  It's like music to my ears when the gun clap\n  You a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap\n  Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at\n  I ain't listening no more, cause son whack\n  I'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped\n  Y'all wanna hear a fun fact?\n  My guns is heavy on the scale, god, dumb fat\n  Where the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?\n  Ninety-three million miles away from where the sun's at\n  I'm Jimmy nine times, cousin you a dumb rat\n  I put you in the back of the ac with Pun mac(Rest In Peace)\n  I'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat\n  Wet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat\n  Take the shotty off the gun rack\n  Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark sonned Shaq\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  [It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n\n  Wild motherfucker since birth, get hurt\n  Who's first? Got blood thirst, shoot up your hearse\n  It's insane, let me explain the pain\n  I came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain\n  Highly flammable, easily slaying you\n  I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you\n  Blaq Po, murder motherfuckers up, yo\n  What the fuck is up? I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck\n  The black monster go harder\n  Spit pure lava, word to the father\n  Don't make me show up at your crib with the pump\n  I can find out where you live, where you from\n  But you're not a threat, you're puppy-dog harmless\n  Tail between your legs when I start to bomb shit\n\n  Mothafucka BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n  One gun Two gun Three gun Four!\n  Youre Mine, its all about crime!\n  It's the streets in me its an everyday thang\n  All day everyday mothafucka BANG BANG\n"}]