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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n(WC talking)\n\n(Warren G)\nTake notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\nGlocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\nWatching fools servin' found\nPut your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\nAnd getting bitches with plenty riches\nAnd if you bang homie, do that\nBut when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\nAnd all you see is the glamor and gold\nDon't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\nYour destiny is in your hands, you got control\nWasting time with your life until your ass is old\nTrying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\nEighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\nCan't fuck with, what you asked for\nSometimes you just should let go\nGet what you need and not want\nSome folks believe and some don't\nThese are the ones that don't last\nHard head makes soft ass\nBut it was something that I had to have\nI just had to have\n\n(WC)\nWhats crackin' gangsta\nLittle woe G sake with a bang loose\nDickie sagging how should kicking it\nBangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\nHop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\nI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\nA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\nPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\nDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\nLoc, what up, shit I knew your brother\nYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\nUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\nCaught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\nRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\nFor the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\nAnd remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC)\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(Warren G)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(WC)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nNiggas done got the game twisted\nYet if these bustas pump 'em up\nAnd just start division, fool listen\nLife is like a grab shot\nYou can either hit the jackpot\nStack a not and get a calf shot\n\n(Warren G)\nLive you life homie\nDon't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\nAnd moms put a block on the phone\nYou's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n(WC)\nAll alone in the streets it was on\nBut hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\nYour on your own\n\n(Warren G)\nUntil the youth, I spit to you\nThey call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC talking to end)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.18] (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n[00:04.45] (WC talking)\n[00:12.14] (Warren G)\n[00:22.50] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n[00:25.09] Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n[00:27.62] Watching fools servin' found\n[00:28.98] Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n[00:31.25] And getting bitches with plenty riches\n[00:32.62] And if you bang homie, do that\n[00:34.51] But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n[00:37.62] And all you see is the glamor and gold\n[00:39.99] Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n[00:42.37] Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n[00:44.95] Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n[00:47.14] Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n[00:49.71] Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n[00:52.35] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:09.70] Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n[01:13.08] Sometimes you just should let go\n[01:13.47] Get what you need and not want\n[01:13.88] Some folks believe and some don't\n[01:14.14] These are the ones that don't last\n[01:14.68] Hard head makes soft ass\n[01:15.02] But it was something that I had to have\n[01:15.75] I just had to have\n[01:16.06] (WC)\n[01:16.51] Whats crackin' gangsta\n[01:18.55] Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n[01:18.85] Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n[01:19.23] Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n[01:19.88] Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n[01:24.74] I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n[01:25.39] A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n[01:25.62] Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n[01:26.14] Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n[01:26.58] Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n[01:26.85] You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n[01:27.13] Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n[01:27.43] Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n[01:27.98] Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n[01:28.25] For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n[01:28.55] And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n[01:28.97] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:29.22] (WC)\n[01:29.51] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:29.81] (Warren G)\n[01:30.14] I don't wanna die\n[01:30.46] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:30.82] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:31.12] (WC)\n[01:31.43] I don't wanna die\n[01:31.71] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:32.07] Niggas done got the game twisted\n[01:32.42] Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n[01:32.73] And just start division, fool listen\n[01:33.03] Life is like a grab shot\n[01:33.38] You can either hit the jackpot\n[01:33.65] Stack a not and get a calf shot\n[01:33.99] (Warren G)\n[01:34.34] Live you life homie\n[01:34.69] Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n[01:34.97] And moms put a block on the phone\n[01:35.28] You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n[01:35.68] (WC)\n[01:35.90] All alone in the streets it was on\n[01:36.23] But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n[01:36.67] Your on your own\n[01:36.96] (Warren G)\n[01:37.26] Until the youth, I spit to you\n[01:37.51] They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n[01:37.84] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:38.22] (WC talking to end)\n[01:38.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 07 - Warren G - Young Locs Slow Down\n artist: Warren G\n album: The Return Of The Regulator\n duration_ms: 262000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n start_ms: 1180\n end_ms: 4450\n- text: (WC talking)\n start_ms: 4450\n end_ms: 12140\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 12140\n end_ms: 22500\n- text: Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n start_ms: 22500\n end_ms: 25090\n- text: Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n start_ms: 25090\n end_ms: 27620\n- text: Watching fools servin' found\n start_ms: 27620\n end_ms: 28980\n- text: Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n start_ms: 28980\n end_ms: 31250\n- text: And getting bitches with plenty riches\n start_ms: 31250\n end_ms: 32620\n- text: And if you bang homie, do that\n start_ms: 32620\n end_ms: 34510\n- text: But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n start_ms: 34510\n end_ms: 37620\n- text: And all you see is the glamor and gold\n start_ms: 37620\n end_ms: 39990\n- text: Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n start_ms: 39990\n end_ms: 42370\n- text: Your destiny is in your 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76060\n end_ms: 76510\n- text: Whats crackin' gangsta\n start_ms: 76510\n end_ms: 78550\n- text: Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n start_ms: 78550\n end_ms: 78850\n- text: Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n start_ms: 78850\n end_ms: 79230\n- text: Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n start_ms: 79230\n end_ms: 79880\n- text: Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n start_ms: 79880\n end_ms: 84740\n- text: I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n start_ms: 84740\n end_ms: 85390\n- text: A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n start_ms: 85390\n end_ms: 85620\n- text: Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n start_ms: 85620\n end_ms: 86140\n- text: Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n start_ms: 86140\n end_ms: 86580\n- text: Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n start_ms: 86580\n end_ms: 86850\n- text: You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n start_ms: 86850\n end_ms: 87130\n- 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"},{"id":1221989,"name":"Young Locs Slow Down","trackName":"Young Locs Slow Down","artistName":"Warren G","albumName":"The Return Of The Regulator","duration":262.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n(WC talking)\n\n(Warren G)\nTake notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\nGlocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\nWatching fools servin' found\nPut your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\nAnd getting bitches with plenty riches\nAnd if you bang homie, do that\nBut when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\nAnd all you see is the glamor and gold\nDon't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\nYour destiny is in your hands, you got control\nWasting time with your life until your ass is old\nTrying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\nEighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\nCan't fuck with, what you asked for\nSometimes you just should let go\nGet what you need and not want\nSome folks believe and some don't\nThese are the ones that don't last\nHard head makes soft ass\nBut it was something that I had to have\nI just had to have\n\n(WC)\nWhats crackin' gangsta\nLittle woe G sake with a bang loose\nDickie sagging how should kicking it\nBangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\nHop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\nI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\nA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\nPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\nDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\nLoc, what up, shit I knew your brother\nYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\nUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\nCaught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\nRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\nFor the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\nAnd remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC)\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(Warren G)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(WC)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nNiggas done got the game twisted\nYet if these bustas pump 'em up\nAnd just start division, fool listen\nLife is like a grab shot\nYou can either hit the jackpot\nStack a not and get a calf shot\n\n(Warren G)\nLive you life homie\nDon't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\nAnd moms put a block on the phone\nYou's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n(WC)\nAll alone in the streets it was on\nBut hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\nYour on your own\n\n(Warren G)\nUntil the youth, I spit to you\nThey call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC talking to end)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.18] (Feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n[00:04.45] (WC talking)\n[00:12.14] (Warren G)\n[00:22.50] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n[00:25.09] Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n[00:27.62] Watching fools servin' found\n[00:28.98] Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n[00:31.25] And getting bitches with plenty riches\n[00:32.62] And if you bang homie, do that\n[00:34.51] But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n[00:37.62] And all you see is the glamor and gold\n[00:39.99] Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n[00:42.37] Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n[00:44.95] Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n[00:47.14] Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n[00:49.71] Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n[00:52.35] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:09.70] Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n[01:13.08] Sometimes you just should let go\n[01:13.47] Get what you need and not want\n[01:13.88] Some folks believe and some don't\n[01:14.14] These are the ones that don't last\n[01:14.68] Hard head makes soft ass\n[01:15.02] But it was something that I had to have\n[01:15.75] I just had to have\n[01:16.06] (WC)\n[01:16.51] Whats crackin' gangsta\n[01:18.55] Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n[01:18.85] Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n[01:19.23] Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n[01:19.88] Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n[01:24.74] I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n[01:25.39] A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n[01:25.62] Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n[01:26.14] Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n[01:26.58] Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n[01:26.85] You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n[01:27.13] Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n[01:27.43] Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n[01:27.98] Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n[01:28.25] For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n[01:28.55] And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n[01:28.97] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:29.22] (WC)\n[01:29.51] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:29.81] (Warren G)\n[01:30.14] I don't wanna die\n[01:30.46] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:30.82] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:31.12] (WC)\n[01:31.43] I don't wanna die\n[01:31.71] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:32.07] Niggas done got the game twisted\n[01:32.42] Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n[01:32.73] And just start division, fool listen\n[01:33.03] Life is like a grab shot\n[01:33.38] You can either hit the jackpot\n[01:33.65] Stack a not and get a calf shot\n[01:33.99] (Warren G)\n[01:34.34] Live you life homie\n[01:34.69] Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n[01:34.97] And moms put a block on the phone\n[01:35.28] You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n[01:35.68] (WC)\n[01:35.90] All alone in the streets it was on\n[01:36.23] But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n[01:36.67] Your on your own\n[01:36.96] (Warren G)\n[01:37.26] Until the youth, I spit to you\n[01:37.51] They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n[01:37.84] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:38.22] (WC talking to end)\n[01:38.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Young Locs Slow Down\n artist: Warren G\n album: The Return Of The Regulator\n duration_ms: 262000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"},{"id":22270097,"name":"Young Locs Slow Down","trackName":"Young Locs Slow Down","artistName":"Warren G","albumName":"Return Of The Regulator","duration":261.456,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"},{"id":9731455,"name":"Young Locs Slow Down","trackName":"Young Locs Slow Down","artistName":"Warren G feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n(WC talking)\n\n(Warren G)\nTake notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\nGlocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\nWatching fools servin' found\nPut your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\nAnd getting bitches with plenty riches\nAnd if you bang homie, do that\nBut when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\nAnd all you see is the glamor and gold\nDon't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\nYour destiny is in your hands, you got control\nWasting time with your life until your ass is old\nTrying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\nEighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\nCan't fuck with, what you asked for\nSometimes you just should let go\nGet what you need and not want\nSome folks believe and some don't\nThese are the ones that don't last\nHard head makes soft ass\nBut it was something that I had to have\nI just had to have\n\n(WC)\nWhats crackin' gangsta\nLittle woe G sake with a bang loose\nDickie sagging how should kicking it\nBangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\nHop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\nI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\nA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\nPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\nDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\nLoc, what up, shit I knew your brother\nYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\nUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\nCaught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\nRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\nFor the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\nAnd remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC)\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(Warren G)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(WC)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nNiggas done got the game twisted\nYet if these bustas pump 'em up\nAnd just start division, fool listen\nLife is like a grab shot\nYou can either hit the jackpot\nStack a not and get a calf shot\n\n(Warren G)\nLive you life homie\nDon't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\nAnd moms put a block on the phone\nYou's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n(WC)\nAll alone in the streets it was on\nBut hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\nYour on your own\n\n(Warren G)\nUntil the youth, I spit to you\nThey call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC talking to end)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.18] (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n[00:04.45] (WC talking)\n[00:12.14] (Warren G)\n[00:22.50] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n[00:25.09] Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n[00:27.62] Watching fools servin' found\n[00:28.98] Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n[00:31.25] And getting bitches with plenty riches\n[00:32.62] And if you bang homie, do that\n[00:34.51] But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n[00:37.62] And all you see is the glamor and gold\n[00:39.99] Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n[00:42.37] Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n[00:44.95] Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n[00:47.14] Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n[00:49.71] Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n[00:52.35] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:09.70] Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n[01:13.08] Sometimes you just should let go\n[01:13.47] Get what you need and not want\n[01:13.88] Some folks believe and some don't\n[01:14.14] These are the ones that don't last\n[01:14.68] Hard head makes soft ass\n[01:15.02] But it was something that I had to have\n[01:15.75] I just had to have\n[01:16.06] (WC)\n[01:16.51] Whats crackin' gangsta\n[01:18.55] Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n[01:18.85] Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n[01:19.23] Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n[01:19.88] Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n[01:24.74] I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n[01:25.39] A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n[01:25.62] Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n[01:26.14] Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n[01:26.58] Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n[01:26.85] You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n[01:27.13] Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n[01:27.43] Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n[01:27.98] Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n[01:28.25] For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n[01:28.55] And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n[01:28.97] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:29.22] (WC)\n[01:29.51] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:29.81] (Warren G)\n[01:30.14] I don't wanna die\n[01:30.46] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:30.82] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:31.12] (WC)\n[01:31.43] I don't wanna die\n[01:31.71] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:32.07] Niggas done got the game twisted\n[01:32.42] Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n[01:32.73] And just start division, fool listen\n[01:33.03] Life is like a grab shot\n[01:33.38] You can either hit the jackpot\n[01:33.65] Stack a not and get a calf shot\n[01:33.99] (Warren G)\n[01:34.34] Live you life homie\n[01:34.69] Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n[01:34.97] And moms put a block on the phone\n[01:35.28] You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n[01:35.68] (WC)\n[01:35.90] All alone in the streets it was on\n[01:36.23] But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n[01:36.67] Your on your own\n[01:36.96] (Warren G)\n[01:37.26] Until the youth, I spit to you\n[01:37.51] They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n[01:37.84] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:38.22] (WC talking to end)\n[01:38.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Young Locs Slow Down\n artist: Warren G feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n(WC talking)\n\n(Warren G)\nTake notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\nGlocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\nWatching fools servin' found\nPut your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\nAnd getting bitches with plenty riches\nAnd if you bang homie, do that\nBut when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\nAnd all you see is the glamor and gold\nDon't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\nYour destiny is in your hands, you got control\nWasting time with your life until your ass is old\nTrying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\nEighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\nCan't fuck with, what you asked for\nSometimes you just should let go\nGet what you need and not want\nSome folks believe and some don't\nThese are the ones that don't last\nHard head makes soft ass\nBut it was something that I had to have\nI just had to have\n\n(WC)\nWhats crackin' gangsta\nLittle woe G sake with a bang loose\nDickie sagging how should kicking it\nBangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\nHop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\nI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\nA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\nPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\nDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\nLoc, what up, shit I knew your brother\nYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\nUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\nCaught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\nRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\nFor the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\nAnd remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC)\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(Warren G)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(WC)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nNiggas done got the game twisted\nYet if these bustas pump 'em up\nAnd just start division, fool listen\nLife is like a grab shot\nYou can either hit the jackpot\nStack a not and get a calf shot\n\n(Warren G)\nLive you life homie\nDon't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\nAnd moms put a block on the phone\nYou's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n(WC)\nAll alone in the streets it was on\nBut hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\nYour on your own\n\n(Warren G)\nUntil the youth, I spit to you\nThey call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC talking to end)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.18] (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n[00:04.45] (WC talking)\n[00:12.14] (Warren G)\n[00:22.50] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n[00:25.09] Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n[00:27.62] Watching fools servin' found\n[00:28.98] Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n[00:31.25] And getting bitches with plenty riches\n[00:32.62] And if you bang homie, do that\n[00:34.51] But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n[00:37.62] And all you see is the glamor and gold\n[00:39.99] Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n[00:42.37] Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n[00:44.95] Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n[00:47.14] Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n[00:49.71] Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n[00:52.35] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:09.70] Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n[01:13.08] Sometimes you just should let go\n[01:13.47] Get what you need and not want\n[01:13.88] Some folks believe and some don't\n[01:14.14] These are the ones that don't last\n[01:14.68] Hard head makes soft ass\n[01:15.02] But it was something that I had to have\n[01:15.75] I just had to have\n[01:16.06] (WC)\n[01:16.51] Whats crackin' gangsta\n[01:18.55] Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n[01:18.85] Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n[01:19.23] Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n[01:19.88] Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n[01:24.74] I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n[01:25.39] A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n[01:25.62] Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n[01:26.14] Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n[01:26.58] Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n[01:26.85] You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n[01:27.13] Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n[01:27.43] Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n[01:27.98] Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n[01:28.25] For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n[01:28.55] And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n[01:28.97] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:29.22] (WC)\n[01:29.51] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:29.81] (Warren G)\n[01:30.14] I don't wanna die\n[01:30.46] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:30.82] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:31.12] (WC)\n[01:31.43] I don't wanna die\n[01:31.71] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:32.07] Niggas done got the game twisted\n[01:32.42] Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n[01:32.73] And just start division, fool listen\n[01:33.03] Life is like a grab shot\n[01:33.38] You can either hit the jackpot\n[01:33.65] Stack a not and get a calf shot\n[01:33.99] (Warren G)\n[01:34.34] Live you life homie\n[01:34.69] Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n[01:34.97] And moms put a block on the phone\n[01:35.28] You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n[01:35.68] (WC)\n[01:35.90] All alone in the streets it was on\n[01:36.23] But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n[01:36.67] Your on your own\n[01:36.96] (Warren G)\n[01:37.26] Until the youth, I spit to you\n[01:37.51] They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n[01:37.84] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:38.22] (WC talking to end)\n[01:38.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Young Locs Slow Down\n artist: Warren G featuring WC and Butch Cassidy\n album: The Return of the Regulator\n duration_ms: 262000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna 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with you\nHop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\nI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\nA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\nPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\nDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\nLoc, what up, shit I knew your brother\nYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\nUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\nCaught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\nRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\nFor the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\nAnd remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC)\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(Warren G)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(WC)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nNiggas done got the game twisted\nYet if these bustas pump 'em up\nAnd just start division, fool listen\nLife is like a grab shot\nYou can either hit the jackpot\nStack a not and get a calf shot\n\n(Warren G)\nLive you life homie\nDon't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\nAnd moms put a block on the phone\nYou's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n(WC)\nAll alone in the streets it was on\nBut hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\nYour on your own\n\n(Warren G)\nUntil the youth, I spit to you\nThey call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC talking to end)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Young Locs Slow Down (Album Version Edited)\n artist: Warren G\n album: Return Of The Regulator\n duration_ms: 261427\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live 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hands, you got control\n start_ms: 42370\n end_ms: 44930\n- text: Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n start_ms: 44930\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49760\n- text: Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n start_ms: 49760\n end_ms: 52310\n- text: '(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)'\n start_ms: 52310\n end_ms: 69790\n- text: Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n start_ms: 69790\n end_ms: 73030\n- text: Sometimes you just should let go\n start_ms: 73030\n end_ms: 73430\n- text: Get what you need and not want\n start_ms: 73430\n end_ms: 73870\n- text: Some folks believe and some don't\n start_ms: 73870\n end_ms: 74120\n- text: These are the ones that don't last\n start_ms: 74120\n end_ms: 74630\n- text: Hard head makes soft ass\n start_ms: 74630\n end_ms: 75040\n- text: But it was something that I had to have\n start_ms: 75040\n end_ms: 75730\n- text: I just had to have\n start_ms: 75730\n end_ms: 76090\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 76090\n end_ms: 76590\n- text: Whats crackin' gangsta\n start_ms: 76590\n end_ms: 78590\n- text: Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n start_ms: 78590\n end_ms: 78860\n- text: Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n start_ms: 78860\n end_ms: 79260\n- text: Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n start_ms: 79260\n end_ms: 79830\n- text: Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n start_ms: 79830\n end_ms: 84740\n- text: I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n start_ms: 84740\n end_ms: 85340\n- text: A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n start_ms: 85340\n end_ms: 85620\n- text: Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n start_ms: 85620\n end_ms: 86170\n- text: Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n start_ms: 86170\n end_ms: 86580\n- text: Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n start_ms: 86580\n end_ms: 86800\n- text: You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n start_ms: 86800\n end_ms: 87140\n- text: Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n start_ms: 87140\n end_ms: 87400\n- text: Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n start_ms: 87400\n end_ms: 87970\n- text: Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n start_ms: 87970\n end_ms: 88260\n- text: For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n start_ms: 88260\n end_ms: 88570\n- text: And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n start_ms: 88570\n end_ms: 88970\n- text: '(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)'\n start_ms: 88970\n end_ms: 89230\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 89230\n end_ms: 89500\n- text: Murder, murder, murder\n start_ms: 89500\n end_ms: 89830\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 89830\n end_ms: 90100\n- text: I don't wanna die\n start_ms: 90100\n end_ms: 90420\n- text: I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n start_ms: 90420\n end_ms: 90830\n- text: Murder, murder, murder\n start_ms: 90830\n end_ms: 91140\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 91140\n end_ms: 91440\n- text: I don't wanna die\n start_ms: 91440\n end_ms: 91710\n- text: I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n start_ms: 91710\n end_ms: 92060\n- text: Niggas done got the game twisted\n start_ms: 92060\n end_ms: 92480\n- text: Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n start_ms: 92480\n end_ms: 92760\n- text: And just start division, fool listen\n start_ms: 92760\n end_ms: 93090\n- text: Life is like a grab shot\n start_ms: 93090\n end_ms: 93370\n- text: You can either hit the jackpot\n start_ms: 93370\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: Stack a not and get a calf shot\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 93980\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 93980\n end_ms: 94340\n- text: Live you life homie\n start_ms: 94340\n end_ms: 94620\n- text: Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n start_ms: 94620\n end_ms: 94920\n- text: And moms put a block on the phone\n start_ms: 94920\n end_ms: 95280\n- text: You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n start_ms: 95280\n end_ms: 95670\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 95670\n end_ms: 95940\n- text: All alone in the streets it was on\n start_ms: 95940\n end_ms: 96260\n- text: But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n start_ms: 96260\n end_ms: 96650\n- text: Your on your own\n start_ms: 96650\n end_ms: 96940\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 96940\n end_ms: 97200\n- text: Until the youth, I spit to you\n start_ms: 97200\n end_ms: 97560\n- text: They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n start_ms: 97560\n end_ms: 97810\n- text: '(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)'\n start_ms: 97810\n end_ms: 98270\n- text: (WC talking to end)\n start_ms: 98270\n end_ms: 98530\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 98530\nplain: |-\n (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"},{"id":37008226,"name":"Young Locs Slow Down Feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n(WC talking)\n\n(Warren G)\nTake notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\nGlocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\nWatching fools servin' found\nPut your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\nAnd getting bitches with plenty riches\nAnd if you bang homie, do that\nBut when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\nAnd all you see is the glamor and gold\nDon't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\nYour destiny is in your hands, you got control\nWasting time with your life until your ass is old\nTrying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\nEighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\nCan't fuck with, what you asked for\nSometimes you just should let go\nGet what you need and not want\nSome folks believe and some don't\nThese are the ones that don't last\nHard head makes soft ass\nBut it was something that I had to have\nI just had to have\n\n(WC)\nWhats crackin' gangsta\nLittle woe G sake with a bang loose\nDickie sagging how should kicking it\nBangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\nHop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\nI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\nA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\nPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\nDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\nLoc, what up, shit I knew your brother\nYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\nUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\nCaught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\nRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\nFor the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\nAnd remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC)\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(Warren G)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nMurder, murder, murder\n\n(WC)\nI don't wanna die\nI'm trying to live, trying to survive\nNiggas done got the game twisted\nYet if these bustas pump 'em up\nAnd just start division, fool listen\nLife is like a grab shot\nYou can either hit the jackpot\nStack a not and get a calf shot\n\n(Warren G)\nLive you life homie\nDon't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\nAnd moms put a block on the phone\nYou's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n(WC)\nAll alone in the streets it was on\nBut hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\nYour on your own\n\n(Warren G)\nUntil the youth, I spit to you\nThey call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n(WC talking to end)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.17] (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n[00:04.47] (WC talking)\n[00:12.18] (Warren G)\n[00:22.53] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n[00:25.03] Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n[00:27.68] Watching fools servin' found\n[00:28.96] Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n[00:31.22] And getting bitches with plenty riches\n[00:32.67] And if you bang homie, do that\n[00:34.52] But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n[00:37.66] And all you see is the glamor and gold\n[00:39.90] Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n[00:42.37] Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n[00:44.93] Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n[00:47.16] Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n[00:49.76] Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n[00:52.31] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:09.79] Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n[01:13.03] Sometimes you just should let go\n[01:13.43] Get what you need and not want\n[01:13.87] Some folks believe and some don't\n[01:14.12] These are the ones that don't last\n[01:14.63] Hard head makes soft ass\n[01:15.04] But it was something that I had to have\n[01:15.73] I just had to have\n[01:16.09] (WC)\n[01:16.59] Whats crackin' gangsta\n[01:18.59] Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n[01:18.86] Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n[01:19.26] Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n[01:19.83] Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n[01:24.74] I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n[01:25.34] A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n[01:25.62] Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n[01:26.17] Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n[01:26.58] Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n[01:26.80] You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n[01:27.14] Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n[01:27.40] Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n[01:27.97] Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n[01:28.26] For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n[01:28.57] And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n[01:28.97] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:29.23] (WC)\n[01:29.50] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:29.83] (Warren G)\n[01:30.10] I don't wanna die\n[01:30.42] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:30.83] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:31.14] (WC)\n[01:31.44] I don't wanna die\n[01:31.71] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:32.06] Niggas done got the game twisted\n[01:32.48] Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n[01:32.76] And just start division, fool listen\n[01:33.09] Life is like a grab shot\n[01:33.37] You can either hit the jackpot\n[01:33.65] Stack a not and get a calf shot\n[01:33.98] (Warren G)\n[01:34.34] Live you life homie\n[01:34.62] Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n[01:34.92] And moms put a block on the phone\n[01:35.28] You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n[01:35.67] (WC)\n[01:35.94] All alone in the streets it was on\n[01:36.26] But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n[01:36.65] Your on your own\n[01:36.94] (Warren G)\n[01:37.20] Until the youth, I spit to you\n[01:37.56] They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n[01:37.81] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:38.27] (WC talking to end)\n[01:38.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Young Locs Slow Down Feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"},{"id":18860180,"name":"Young Locs Slow Down (Feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"},{"id":36619274,"name":"Young Locs Slow Down (featuring WC and Butch Cassidy)","trackName":"Young Locs Slow Down (featuring WC and Butch Cassidy)","artistName":"Warren G","albumName":"The Return of the Regulator","duration":262.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(feat. 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Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n[00:04.47] (WC talking)\n[00:12.18] (Warren G)\n[00:22.53] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n[00:25.03] Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n[00:27.68] Watching fools servin' found\n[00:28.96] Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n[00:31.22] And getting bitches with plenty riches\n[00:32.67] And if you bang homie, do that\n[00:34.52] But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n[00:37.66] And all you see is the glamor and gold\n[00:39.90] Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n[00:42.37] Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n[00:44.93] Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n[00:47.16] Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n[00:49.76] Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n[00:52.31] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:09.79] Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n[01:13.03] Sometimes you just should let go\n[01:13.43] Get what you need and not want\n[01:13.87] Some folks believe and some don't\n[01:14.12] These are the ones that don't last\n[01:14.63] Hard head makes soft ass\n[01:15.04] But it was something that I had to have\n[01:15.73] I just had to have\n[01:16.09] (WC)\n[01:16.59] Whats crackin' gangsta\n[01:18.59] Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n[01:18.86] Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n[01:19.26] Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n[01:19.83] Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n[01:24.74] I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n[01:25.34] A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n[01:25.62] Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n[01:26.17] Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n[01:26.58] Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n[01:26.80] You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n[01:27.14] Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n[01:27.40] Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n[01:27.97] Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n[01:28.26] For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n[01:28.57] And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n[01:28.97] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:29.23] (WC)\n[01:29.50] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:29.83] (Warren G)\n[01:30.10] I don't wanna die\n[01:30.42] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:30.83] Murder, murder, murder\n[01:31.14] (WC)\n[01:31.44] I don't wanna die\n[01:31.71] I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n[01:32.06] Niggas done got the game twisted\n[01:32.48] Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n[01:32.76] And just start division, fool listen\n[01:33.09] Life is like a grab shot\n[01:33.37] You can either hit the jackpot\n[01:33.65] Stack a not and get a calf shot\n[01:33.98] (Warren G)\n[01:34.34] Live you life homie\n[01:34.62] Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n[01:34.92] And moms put a block on the phone\n[01:35.28] You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n[01:35.67] (WC)\n[01:35.94] All alone in the streets it was on\n[01:36.26] But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n[01:36.65] Your on your own\n[01:36.94] (Warren G)\n[01:37.20] Until the youth, I spit to you\n[01:37.56] They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n[01:37.81] (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n[01:38.27] (WC talking to end)\n[01:38.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Young Locs Slow Down (featuring WC and Butch Cassidy)\n artist: Warren G\n album: The Return of the Regulator\n duration_ms: 262000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (feat. 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And Butch Cassidy)\n artist: Warren G\n album: The Return Of The Regulator\n duration_ms: 262107\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n start_ms: 1170\n end_ms: 4470\n- text: (WC talking)\n start_ms: 4470\n end_ms: 12180\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 12180\n end_ms: 22530\n- text: Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n start_ms: 22530\n end_ms: 25030\n- text: Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n start_ms: 25030\n end_ms: 27680\n- text: Watching fools servin' found\n start_ms: 27680\n end_ms: 28960\n- text: Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n start_ms: 28960\n end_ms: 31220\n- text: And getting bitches with plenty riches\n start_ms: 31220\n end_ms: 32670\n- text: And if you bang homie, do that\n start_ms: 32670\n end_ms: 34520\n- text: But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n start_ms: 34520\n end_ms: 37660\n- text: And all you see is the glamor and gold\n start_ms: 37660\n end_ms: 39900\n- text: Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n start_ms: 39900\n end_ms: 42370\n- text: Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n start_ms: 42370\n end_ms: 44930\n- text: Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n start_ms: 44930\n end_ms: 47160\n- text: Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n start_ms: 47160\n end_ms: 49760\n- text: Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n start_ms: 49760\n end_ms: 52310\n- text: '(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)'\n start_ms: 52310\n end_ms: 69790\n- text: Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n start_ms: 69790\n end_ms: 73030\n- text: Sometimes you just should let go\n start_ms: 73030\n end_ms: 73430\n- text: Get what you need and not want\n start_ms: 73430\n end_ms: 73870\n- text: Some folks believe and some don't\n start_ms: 73870\n end_ms: 74120\n- text: These are the ones that don't last\n start_ms: 74120\n end_ms: 74630\n- text: Hard head makes soft ass\n start_ms: 74630\n end_ms: 75040\n- text: But it was something that I had to have\n start_ms: 75040\n end_ms: 75730\n- text: I just had to have\n start_ms: 75730\n end_ms: 76090\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 76090\n end_ms: 76590\n- text: Whats crackin' gangsta\n start_ms: 76590\n end_ms: 78590\n- text: Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n start_ms: 78590\n end_ms: 78860\n- text: Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n start_ms: 78860\n end_ms: 79260\n- text: Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n start_ms: 79260\n end_ms: 79830\n- text: Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n start_ms: 79830\n end_ms: 84740\n- text: I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n start_ms: 84740\n end_ms: 85340\n- text: A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n start_ms: 85340\n end_ms: 85620\n- text: Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n start_ms: 85620\n end_ms: 86170\n- text: Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n start_ms: 86170\n end_ms: 86580\n- text: Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n start_ms: 86580\n end_ms: 86800\n- text: You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n start_ms: 86800\n end_ms: 87140\n- text: Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n start_ms: 87140\n end_ms: 87400\n- text: Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n start_ms: 87400\n end_ms: 87970\n- text: Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n start_ms: 87970\n end_ms: 88260\n- text: For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n start_ms: 88260\n end_ms: 88570\n- text: And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n start_ms: 88570\n end_ms: 88970\n- text: '(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)'\n start_ms: 88970\n end_ms: 89230\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 89230\n end_ms: 89500\n- text: Murder, murder, murder\n start_ms: 89500\n end_ms: 89830\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 89830\n end_ms: 90100\n- text: I don't wanna die\n start_ms: 90100\n end_ms: 90420\n- text: I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n start_ms: 90420\n end_ms: 90830\n- text: Murder, murder, murder\n start_ms: 90830\n end_ms: 91140\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 91140\n end_ms: 91440\n- text: I don't wanna die\n start_ms: 91440\n end_ms: 91710\n- text: I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n start_ms: 91710\n end_ms: 92060\n- text: Niggas done got the game twisted\n start_ms: 92060\n end_ms: 92480\n- text: Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n start_ms: 92480\n end_ms: 92760\n- text: And just start division, fool listen\n start_ms: 92760\n end_ms: 93090\n- text: Life is like a grab shot\n start_ms: 93090\n end_ms: 93370\n- text: You can either hit the jackpot\n start_ms: 93370\n end_ms: 93650\n- text: Stack a not and get a calf shot\n start_ms: 93650\n end_ms: 93980\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 93980\n end_ms: 94340\n- text: Live you life homie\n start_ms: 94340\n end_ms: 94620\n- text: Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n start_ms: 94620\n end_ms: 94920\n- text: And moms put a block on the phone\n start_ms: 94920\n end_ms: 95280\n- text: You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n start_ms: 95280\n end_ms: 95670\n- text: (WC)\n start_ms: 95670\n end_ms: 95940\n- text: All alone in the streets it was on\n start_ms: 95940\n end_ms: 96260\n- text: But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n start_ms: 96260\n end_ms: 96650\n- text: Your on your own\n start_ms: 96650\n end_ms: 96940\n- text: (Warren G)\n start_ms: 96940\n end_ms: 97200\n- text: Until the youth, I spit to you\n start_ms: 97200\n end_ms: 97560\n- text: They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n start_ms: 97560\n end_ms: 97810\n- text: '(Chorus: Butch Cassidy)'\n start_ms: 97810\n end_ms: 98270\n- text: (WC talking to end)\n start_ms: 98270\n end_ms: 98530\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 98530\nplain: |-\n (feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.)\n\n (WC talking)\n\n (Warren G)\n Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down\n Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down\n Watching fools servin' found\n Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches\n And getting bitches with plenty riches\n And if you bang homie, do that\n But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that\n And all you see is the glamor and gold\n Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold\n Your destiny is in your hands, you got control\n Wasting time with your life until your ass is old\n Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp\n Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n Can't fuck with, what you asked for\n Sometimes you just should let go\n Get what you need and not want\n Some folks believe and some don't\n These are the ones that don't last\n Hard head makes soft ass\n But it was something that I had to have\n I just had to have\n\n (WC)\n Whats crackin' gangsta\n Little woe G sake with a bang loose\n Dickie sagging how should kicking it\n Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you\n Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya\n I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering\n A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop\n Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt\n Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf\n Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother\n You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker\n Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block\n Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead\n Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious\n For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper\n And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC)\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (Warren G)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Murder, murder, murder\n\n (WC)\n I don't wanna die\n I'm trying to live, trying to survive\n Niggas done got the game twisted\n Yet if these bustas pump 'em up\n And just start division, fool listen\n Life is like a grab shot\n You can either hit the jackpot\n Stack a not and get a calf shot\n\n (Warren G)\n Live you life homie\n Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked\n And moms put a block on the phone\n You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone\n\n (WC)\n All alone in the streets it was on\n But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone\n Your on your own\n\n (Warren G)\n Until the youth, I spit to you\n They call me G dub and I spit the truth\n\n (Chorus: Butch Cassidy)\n\n (WC talking to end)\n"}]