[{"id":19519232,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"Let Me In","duration":229.616327,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\nI dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might neva come home again nigga, aight!\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\nRaaaaa!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThey handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch!\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\nWho want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\nDon't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\nGettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\nCan't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\nIt's alright if you still on the block boy\nSee I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\nYou know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\nAs soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\nYoung Buck!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run wit losers, or run with winners and win","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20] Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\n[00:07.42] G-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\n[00:11.03] We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n[00:13.34] Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n[00:15.99] We party, harder than you can imagine\n[00:18.49] You can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n[00:21.48] I feel attention when I walk in the club\n[00:23.96] G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\n[00:26.40] Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\n[00:29.14] I dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\n[00:31.65] I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\n[00:34.46] So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\n[00:37.49] If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n[00:39.78] She might neva come home again nigga, aight!\n[00:42.20] Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\n[00:45.09] Ridin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\n[00:47.56] Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\n[00:50.15] My momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\n[00:52.90] My daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\n[00:55.69] Ain't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\n[00:58.13] Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n[01:00.91] 50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\n[01:02.97] Raaaaa!\n[01:04.09] I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n[01:06.27] I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n[01:09.40] I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n[01:11.55] I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n[01:14.00] I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n[01:16.81] I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n[01:19.50] I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n[01:22.11] I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n[01:23.92] I know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\n[01:26.60] Took a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\n[01:29.53] I'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\n[01:32.36] Niggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\n[01:34.51] G-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\n[01:37.33] G's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\n[01:39.62] Move lemme come through\n[01:41.05] It ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\n[01:42.92] I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\n[01:45.76] My goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n[01:48.20] They handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\n[01:50.79] Just left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\n[01:53.15] Helpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\n[01:56.08] Niggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n[01:58.30] 'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\n[02:01.35] Bitch!\n[02:02.15] Ya'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n[02:06.64] I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n[02:09.14] I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n[02:11.94] I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n[02:14.48] I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n[02:16.94] I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n[02:19.91] I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n[02:22.48] I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n[02:25.12] I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n[02:27.62] Bet ya I can make them bounce back\n[02:29.35] Teach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\n[02:32.27] Now where ya hood at? Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n[02:37.48] Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n[02:40.39] Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n[02:42.88] Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n[02:45.33] Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n[02:47.82] It's alright if you still on the block boy\n[02:50.49] See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n[02:53.29] You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n[02:56.50] As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n[02:58.90] Young Buck!\n[02:59.77] I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n[03:02.03] I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n[03:04.66] I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n[03:07.22] I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n[03:09.96] I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n[03:12.46] I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n[03:15.28] I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n[03:17.78] I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n[03:20.26] We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n[03:22.97] Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n[03:25.47] We party, harder than you can imagine\n[03:28.03] You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n[03:31.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Let Me In\n  artist: Young Buck\n  album: Let Me In\n  duration_ms: 229616\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\n  start_ms: 3200\n  end_ms: 7420\n- text: G-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\n  start_ms: 7420\n  end_ms: 11030\n- text: We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  start_ms: 11030\n  end_ms: 13340\n- text: Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  start_ms: 13340\n  end_ms: 15990\n- text: We party, harder than you can imagine\n  start_ms: 15990\n  end_ms: 18490\n- text: You can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n  start_ms: 18490\n  end_ms: 21480\n- text: I feel attention when I walk in the club\n  start_ms: 21480\n  end_ms: 23960\n- text: G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\n  start_ms: 23960\n  end_ms: 26400\n- text: Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\n  start_ms: 26400\n  end_ms: 29140\n- text: I dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\n  start_ms: 29140\n  end_ms: 31650\n- text: I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\n  start_ms: 31650\n  end_ms: 34460\n- text: So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\n  start_ms: 34460\n  end_ms: 37490\n- text: If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n  start_ms: 37490\n  end_ms: 39780\n- text: She might neva come home again nigga, aight!\n  start_ms: 39780\n  end_ms: 42200\n- text: Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\n  start_ms: 42200\n  end_ms: 45090\n- text: Ridin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\n  start_ms: 45090\n  end_ms: 47560\n- text: Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\n  start_ms: 47560\n  end_ms: 50150\n- text: My momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\n  start_ms: 50150\n  end_ms: 52900\n- text: My daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\n  start_ms: 52900\n  end_ms: 55690\n- text: Ain't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\n  start_ms: 55690\n  end_ms: 58130\n- text: Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n  start_ms: 58130\n  end_ms: 60910\n- text: 50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\n  start_ms: 60910\n  end_ms: 62970\n- text: Raaaaa!\n  start_ms: 62970\n  end_ms: 64090\n- text: I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  start_ms: 64090\n  end_ms: 66270\n- text: I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  start_ms: 66270\n  end_ms: 69400\n- text: I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  start_ms: 69400\n  end_ms: 71550\n- text: I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  start_ms: 71550\n  end_ms: 74000\n- text: I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  start_ms: 74000\n  end_ms: 76810\n- text: I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  start_ms: 76810\n  end_ms: 79500\n- text: I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  start_ms: 79500\n  end_ms: 82110\n- text: I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  start_ms: 82110\n  end_ms: 83920\n- text: I know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\n  start_ms: 83920\n  end_ms: 86600\n- text: Took a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\n  start_ms: 86600\n  end_ms: 89530\n- text: I'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\n  start_ms: 89530\n  end_ms: 92360\n- text: Niggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\n  start_ms: 92360\n  end_ms: 94510\n- text: G-UNIT, the game! 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Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":11236729,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"Let Me In","duration":224.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's 50 Cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks and a bottle of bub\nI don't need security, this Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit' y'all, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes and niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love your wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might never come home again nigga, aight\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights, my life's like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin' all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddy's a dope fiend and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in ten years and a nigga still livin'\nThe same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50, holla get 'em Buck, you know I'ma gonna get 'em\n\nI know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nI know you gonna let me shine and get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from some niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on the block, with a choppa and a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops an' the hood runnin' stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game, bitches doin' what the thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips and the Bloodz too\nMove, lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThe handle of my .45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, 'bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outta them panties\nBitch\n\nY'all niggaz in trouble, they shoulda never let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine and get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nI know you gonna let me shine and get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach 'em how to stunt, teach 'em how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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Buck if you want to\n  We 50 deep up in here, what you gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is and you ain't ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend your whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'm a cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets and my peeps that's behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go and buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine and get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine and get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":32785776,"name":"Let Me In (instrumental)","trackName":"Let Me In (instrumental)","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"Let Me In","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's 50 cent, young buck\nG-g-G-Unit\n\nWe get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run wit losers or run wit winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks and a bottle of bub\nI don't need security, this ol' nickel enough\n\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes and niggaz call ya dogs\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\nShe might neva come home again, nigga aight\n\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights, my life's like\nRidin' in Ca$hville, they runnin' all stop lights\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy Momma jus' hadda dream of seein' me in prison\n\nMy Daddy's a dope fein' an' I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years an' a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step, we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' buck, you know I'm gunna get em'\n\nI know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\nI know you gonna let me in wit this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke on my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.\n\nI know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\nI know you gonna let me in wit this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke on my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTake a couple shots from a nigga tryin' ta take mine\nI'm back on tha block, wit a choppa an' a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops and the hood, runnin' stop signs\n\nG-Unit, the game, bitches doin' wat tha thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips an' the Blooz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs can hold me\n\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals keep shinin', them hoes keep cryin'\nThe handle of my 45, outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, 'bout to fly to Miami\n\nHopin' yayo watchin' Eminem, perform at the Grammys\nThe reason niggaz like Eric Benet probably can't stand me\n'Casue I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble, they shoulda neva let me in\n\nI know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\nI know you gonna let me in wit this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke on my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.\n\nI know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\nI know you gonna let me in wit this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke on my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks\nNow where ya hood at? 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Buck\n  If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n\n  Who want beif, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cuz we is and you ain't ballin'\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car notes\n\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'm a cold, young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets and my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go and buy them all cars, young buck\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in wit this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke on my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in wit this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke on my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.\n\n  We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers or run wit winners that win, ahh\n"},{"id":1995679,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"Let Me In - Single","duration":224.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\nI dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might neva come home again nigga, aight!\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\nRaaaaa!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThey handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch!\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":27788184,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck Ft. 50 Cent","albumName":"Let Me In-CDS","duration":230.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's 50 Cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks and a bottle of bub\nI don't need security, this Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit' y'all, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes and niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love your wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might never come home again nigga, aight\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights, my life's like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin' all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddy's a dope fiend and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in ten years and a nigga still livin'\nThe same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50, holla get 'em Buck, you know I'ma gonna get 'em\n\nI know you gonna let me shine an' get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nI know you gonna let me shine and get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from some niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on the block, with a choppa and a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops an' the hood runnin' stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game, bitches doin' what the thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips and the Bloodz too\nMove, lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThe handle of my .45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, 'bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outta them panties\nBitch\n\nY'all niggaz in trouble, they shoulda never let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine and get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nI know you gonna let me shine and get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink with no ID\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach 'em how to stunt, teach 'em how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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I'm Callin' Out Names, Ja Rule, Ya'll Lose\nI Don't Even Care How It Started, F*** Me?, F*** You!\nWait Till Yayo Get Home, We Gon' Really Get These N****s Gone\nBut For Now N****, Hold On, I'm'a Show You How To Break A Bone\nCashville, Tennessee N****!, We Thug You Knew It\nNew York, We Here, For Life, G-Unit!\nBlack Gloves, Black Mask\nBlack Shirt, Black Pants\nBlue Steel, Blue Vest\nHe Dead, You Next\nBlack Gloves, Black Mask\nBlack Shirt, Black Pants\nBlue Steel, Blue Vest\nHe Dead, You Next\n[50 Cent]\nYeahhhh, Young Buck N****, Cashville, Tennessee N****\nFrom Your Hood To My Hood Muthaf***a, New York City N****, Haha\nReal S*** N****, It's All Good N****, Haha, It's All Hood N****","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Black Gloves (Album Version Explicit)\n  artist: Young Buck\n  album: Let Me In\n  duration_ms: 199000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Walk Through A N**** Block, 2 Glocks, 2 Tecks, 2 2-3's\n  Give A N**** What He Really Want, When B**** N****s Don't Want Beef\n  B**** N****s Don't Know Me, Wait Till A N**** Get In Range\n  Hate When A N**** want to Run His Mouth, And Live His Life In Pain\n  We Ain't Even Used To This, Talk And Where The Gun Shots At?\n  Loose Lips Sank Ships, Ya'll N****s Didn't Even Pop Back\n  Oh Lord, I Swore, If Any Muthaf***a Holla My Name\n  I'm Raw, Spelled Backwards, That's What I'm Gon' Bring\n  Banks, What A N**** Think?, We Ain't Got Guns\n  No Troops, Everything Bulletproof, Sniper's Layin' Down On The Roof\n  Stash Box In The Coupe N****, I'm Tellin' You The Truth N****\n  Raise Them Lil Bitty Boys, All They Do Is Come Shoot N****s\n  Black Gloves, Black Mask\n  Black Shirt, Black Pants\n  Blue Steel, Blue Vest\n  He Dead, You Next\n  Put A Couple Holes In A Hoe\n  Let A N**** Know He 'Bout To Go\n  Put The Pump Right To His Throat\n  Bet He Won't Talk No More\n  Black Gloves, Black Mask\n  Black Shirt, Black Pants\n  Blue Steel, Blue Vest\n  He Dead, You Next\n  Black Gloves, Black Mask\n  Black Shirt, Black Pants\n  Blue Steel, Blue Vest\n  He Dead, You Next\n  I'm Commin', Through The Front Door, Mask On, Let's Ride\n  Everybody On The Muthaf***in Floor, Soon As A N**** Get Inside\n  My Hood, My Click, Your Wife, My B****\n  Show A N**** That You Really Love Him, Set Him Up To Hit A Good Lick\n  Cops Comin', I'm Not Runnin, If I Do Die, Don't Cry\n  I Haven't Planned On Stayin' Long Anyway, I Ain't Gon' Lie\n  Wonder Why I Still Got Bricks, Wonder Why I Still Got Clips\n  'Cause Ain't A Damn Thing Changed, Ever Since Young Buck Got Rich\n  Are Ya Ready For The Outcome, Why You Walkin 'Round Without A Gun\n  S*** Real, Till A N**** Get Killed, Then You want to Run And Get One\n  F*** That! 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Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":1032512,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"Straight Outta Cashville (Explicit Version)","duration":224.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\nI dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might neva come home again nigga, aight!\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\nRaaaaa!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThey handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch!\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":29346944,"name":"Let Me in","trackName":"Let Me in","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"I Love Rap","duration":202.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\nI dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might neva come home again nigga, aight!\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\nRaaaaa!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThey handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch!\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":29475463,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"Funkymix 79","duration":371.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\nI dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might neva come home again nigga, aight!\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\nRaaaaa!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThey handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch!\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do\n  Who want beef, I ain't come for no name callin'\n  Don't be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (get money)\n  Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks\n  Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car note\n  It's alright if you still on the block boy\n  See I'ma cold young thug, not a hot boy\n  You know I do this for the streets, 'n my peeps thas behind bars\n  As soon as they come home, I'll go 'n buy them all cars\n  Young Buck!\n\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n  I know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\n  I know you gonna let me in with this nine\n  I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\n  I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\n  We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\n  Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again\n  We party, harder than you can imagine\n  You can run wit losers, or run with winners and win\n"},{"id":32646648,"name":"Let Me In","trackName":"Let Me In","artistName":"Young Buck","albumName":"The Six Million Dollar Hand","duration":148.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck\nG-g-g-g-g-G-unit!\nWe keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end\nGo shawty, we back up in this bitch again\nWe party, harder than you can imagine\nYou can run with losers, or run with winners and win\n\nI feel attention when I walk in the club\nG-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug\nGimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub\nI dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough\nI came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all\nSo bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)\nIf you love ya wife keep her at home tonight\n\nShe might neva come home again nigga, aight!\nTeeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like\nRidin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ\nHomie is that real, I pray I keep livin'\nMy momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison\nMy daddys a dope and I don't really miss him\nAin't seen him in 10 years 'n a nigga still livin'\nTha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm\n50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'ma gunna get em'\nRaaaaa!\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same time\nTook a couple shots from sum niggas tryin' to take mine\nI'm back on tha block, with a choppa 'n a tech nine\nNiggaz shootin' cops 'n the hood runnin stop signs\nG-UNIT, the game! bitches doin' what that thugs do\nG's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too\nMove lemme come through\nIt ain't a pair of handcuffs, can hold me\nI'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies\nMy goals be shinin', them hoes be cryin'\n\nThey handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds\nJust left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami\nHelpin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys\nNiggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can't stand me\n'Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties\nBitch!\n\nYa'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nI know you gonna let me shine 'n get mine\nI know you gonna let me in with this nine\nI know you gonna let me smoke up my weed\nI know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D\n\nBet ya I can make them bounce back\nTeach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)\nNow where ya hood at? 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