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day that I die\n[00:22.24] I'mma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n[00:25.46] Yeah...\n[00:27.47] I said I'mma stay motherfuckin' 'hood 'til the day that I die\n[00:33.99] Phantom, ghost, no wheels, nigga, that's just how I ride\n[00:37.68] I come from the hood where you don't testify\n[00:41.62] Take murder with no tears off in your fuckin' eyes\n[00:45.42] All my niggas ride, where I come from, ain't gon' feel ones, nigga\n[00:49.28] Fuck you thinkin'?\n[00:50.58] Have a fuck boy Pacquiao plankin'\n[00:52.20] 'Til the loud got plain, too, drinkin'\n[00:54.80] 50K for a show, no poppin'\n[00:56.36] Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears\n[00:58.23] Broke niggas can't talk like this\n[00:59.96] Rolex on my main bitch wrist\n[01:01.12] Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots\n[01:04.15] Looks like I just stomped a nigga out\n[01:05.95] Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n[01:07.68] Shoot at your ass with that mouthin' about\n[01:09.97] He ain't talk no more, what's happening?\n[01:11.86] Outside your mama house, what's crackin'?\n[01:13.87] Poppin' mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n[01:15.56] Geeked up, pull up, hyena laughin'\n[01:17.12] Them boys ain't real, stop actin' like us\n[01:21.01] In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n[01:23.05] I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n[01:24.94] In a bad bitch's guts – always\n[01:27.08] Countin' money like always\n[01:29.05] Gettin' money from three-ways\n[01:30.79] I could never, ever see no rainy days\n[01:31.92] I'mma stay 'hood 'til the day that I die\n[01:36.28] Yeah – 'til the day that I die\n[01:39.63] I'mma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n[01:44.08] Yeah...\n[01:45.95] I said I'mma stay motherfuckin' 'hood 'til the day that I die\n[01:51.33] Phantom, ghost, no wheels, nigga, that's just how I ride\n[01:55.07] I come from the hood where you don't testify\n[01:58.97] Take murder with no tears off in your fuckin' eyes\n[02:05.15] Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n[02:07.66] I'm tired of all these big niggas\n[02:09.47] These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n[02:12.45] I'm rollin' up with my bitch, nigga\n[02:13.36] As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n[02:15.12] Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n[02:17.59] Hit that shit like an open jumper\n[02:19.33] Rest in peace Lil' Beezy\n[02:21.15] I wish my nigga could see me now\n[02:23.24] Motherfuckers better king me\n[02:24.98] I'mma walk around wearin' Jesus' crown\n[02:27.13] These niggas just pussy\n[02:28.93] I'mma let that chopper eat 'em out\n[02:30.94] Dead body in the bushes\n[02:32.70] Well that's a bush you don't beat around\n[02:34.88] Beat your ass with my skateboard\n[02:36.87] Weed loud like you make noise\n[02:38.73] I'm on them trees like Akon\n[02:40.53] My cellphone goin' napalm\n[02:42.62] Guns sound like bass drums\n[02:44.51] Young Money, drum section\n[02:46.39] Psycho... ward, nigga – 1-7, Tunechi!\n[02:49.21] I'mma stay 'hood 'til the day that I die\n[02:53.63] 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I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood (feat. Lil Wayne)\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: DuFlocka Rant vs. Flocka James\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit 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I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood feat. Lil Wayne\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: DuFlocka Rant 2\n  duration_ms: 222935\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"},{"id":10423283,"name":"Stay Hood (feat. Lil Wayne)","trackName":"Stay Hood (feat. Lil Wayne)","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame","albumName":"DuFlocka Rant 2","duration":213.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh (Bow)\nSee, y'all niggas don't know\n(Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\nSee, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood (feat. Lil Wayne)\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: DuFlocka Rant 2\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"},{"id":32475851,"name":"Stay Hood","trackName":"Stay Hood","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame; Lil Wayne","albumName":"Mollywood","duration":213.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh (Bow)\nSee, y'all niggas don't know\n(Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\nSee, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame; Lil Wayne\n  album: Mollywood\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"},{"id":33346853,"name":"Stay Hood","trackName":"Stay Hood","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame; Lil Wayne","albumName":"DuFlocka Rant 2","duration":213.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh (Bow)\nSee, y'all niggas don't know\n(Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\nSee, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame; Lil Wayne\n  album: DuFlocka Rant 2\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"},{"id":30094199,"name":"Stay Hood","trackName":"Stay Hood","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame feat. 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I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame feat. Lil Wayne\n  album: Mollywood\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"},{"id":36879059,"name":"Stay Hood","trackName":"Stay Hood","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame feat. 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I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame feat. Lil Wayne\n  album: DuFlocka Rant 2\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"},{"id":36879062,"name":"Stay Hood","trackName":"Stay Hood","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame feat. 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I like the flows to rock, man\n(Turn the fuck up, man)\nArrogant-ass motherfucker\n(You know that I set shit off)\nI'll fuck it up\nCan't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nAll my niggas ride where I come from\nAin't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\nHave a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\nSpit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\nBroke niggas can't talk like this (No)\nRolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\nBlood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\nLooks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\nGet your man down, nigga, lights out\n(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\nShoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\nHe ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\nOutside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\nPopping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\nGeeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\nThem boys ain't real, stop acting like us\nIn the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\nI'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\nIn a bad bitch's guts – always\nCounting money like always\nGetting money from three ways\nI could never, ever see no rainy days\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\nHollygrove in this motherfucker\nI'm tired of all these bitch niggas\nThese motherfuckers like Robitussin\nI'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\nAs a matter of fact, she roll it for me\nSwisher Sweets, swish, nigga\nHit that shit like an open jumper\nRest in peace Li'l Beezy\nI wish my nigga could see me now\nMotherfuckers better king me\nI'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\nThese niggas just pussy\nI'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\nDead body in the bushes\nWell, that's the bush you don't beat around\nBeat your ass with my skateboard\nWeed loud like it make noise\nI'm on them trees like acorns\nMy cellphone going napalm\nGuns sound like bass drums\nYoung Money drum section\nPsycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\nSee, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\nYeah\n'Til the day that I die\nI'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\nYeah\nI said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\nPhantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\nI come from the hood where you don't testify\nTake murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stay Hood\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame feat. Lil Wayne\n  album: DuFlocka Rant 2\n  duration_ms: 214000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh (Bow)\n  See, y'all niggas don't know\n  (Ay, no, we hear this shit, just let that shit go)\n  See, I'm flowin', right, man? I like the flows to rock, man\n  (Turn the fuck up, man)\n  Arrogant-ass motherfucker\n  (You know that I set shit off)\n  I'll fuck it up\n  Can't tell me shit (Waka Flocka)\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  All my niggas ride where I come from\n  Ain't no fair ones, nigga, fuck you thinking?\n  Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking (Sleepin')\n  'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking (Gas)\n  50K for a show, no popping (Flex)\n  Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears (Okay)\n  Broke niggas can't talk like this (No)\n  Rolex on my main bitch wrist (Flex)\n  Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots (Br-r-rap)\n  Looks like I just stomped a nigga out (Pussy)\n  Get your man down, nigga, lights out\n  (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)\n  Shoot at your ass, what that mouthing about? (What?)\n  He ain't tough no more, what's happening? (Happenin'?)\n  Outside your mama house, what's brackin'? (What's happenin'?)\n  Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin\n  Geeked up, pulled up, hyena laughin' (Hahaha, Flocka)\n  Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us\n  In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust\n  I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust\n  In a bad bitch's guts – always\n  Counting money like always\n  Getting money from three ways\n  I could never, ever see no rainy days\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n\n  Hollygrove in this motherfucker\n  I'm tired of all these bitch niggas\n  These motherfuckers like Robitussin\n  I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga\n  As a matter of fact, she roll it for me\n  Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga\n  Hit that shit like an open jumper\n  Rest in peace Li'l Beezy\n  I wish my nigga could see me now\n  Motherfuckers better king me\n  I'ma walk around wearing Jesus' crown\n  These niggas just pussy\n  I'ma let that chopper eat 'em out\n  Dead body in the bushes\n  Well, that's the bush you don't beat around\n  Beat your ass with my skateboard\n  Weed loud like it make noise\n  I'm on them trees like acorns\n  My cellphone going napalm\n  Guns sound like bass drums\n  Young Money drum section\n  Psycho ward, nigga. 1-7, Tunechi\n\n  See, I'ma stay hood 'til the day that I die\n  Yeah\n  'Til the day that I die\n  I'ma twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high\n  Yeah\n  I said I'ma stay motherfucking hood 'til the day that I die\n  Phantom Ghost, no rims, nigga, that's just how I ride\n  I come from the hood where you don't testify\n  Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes\n"}]