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pimpin', bitch\n[00:13.35] I got four-fives, Glocks, and the nines in this bitch\n[00:15.87] I got cutters in the house, I got pounds in this bitch\n[00:18.66] I got hoes runnin' in and out, slime in this bitch\n[00:21.26] I go by YoungBoy and I zip you up from talkin' shit\n[00:23.76] These niggas bitches and I know that they ain't 'bout that shit\n[00:26.32] Can't come how I'm comin', I was a youngin when they tried that shit\n[00:29.20] I been knockin' niggas off, they never knew it was gon' come to this\n[00:32.03] Bitch, I been on some rider shit (let's go), I leave 'em dead\n[00:34.86] Got the whole city mad, I zip that boy 'bout what he said\n[00:37.35] You can stunt like you mad, I put a bag on top your head\n[00:40.18] I was up in the parish, slept with playpals under my bed\n[00:42.94] 'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna flex somethin', do some' with all y'all\n[00:45.82] Soon as we get up on the walk, my youngin' punch his head off\n[00:48.64] Lil' bitch, I'm out the North Side, I'm bustin', I won't stand down\n[00:51.41] I'll put the bitch up in a casket, fuck up your headstone\n[00:54.09] Them niggas used to run the city, won't even claim that bitch\n[00:57.28] Don't say nothin' 'cause the shit ain't serious, don't make me tame that shit\n[00:59.73] These youngins runnin' with me with it, they on some dangerous shit\n[01:02.53] Bustin', put two in your fitted, I call that gang assist\n[01:05.03] Rollin', I just popped one, tryna body bag and zip somethin', yeah\n[01:08.42] Pants hangin' off my ass, Glock on my side with a green flag\n[01:11.30] Talkin' reckless, caught him slippin', went to bustin', did him bad\n[01:14.11] Soon as we swerve, we bend the curve, don't do no talkin', that's your ass\n[01:16.73] I ain't got no chill, I'm tryna send a bitch to Winnfield\n[01:19.58] Had to show the pussy bitch I been that, and bitch, I'm still is\n[01:22.36] Bitch, I pull up, make a nigga get back, like what the deal is?\n[01:25.23] All these pussy bitches choosin' sides like they don't know real\n[01:28.03] Mmh, come on, bitch, uh-uh, let me go\n[01:30.58] Yeah, chill out, yeah, bitch, ayy, I'll do somethin' with you\n[01:35.39] (Bitch-ass-nigga say)\n[01:36.30] And I'll bang it out with you\n[01:37.54] Old hoe ass nigga (Let's do it, look)\n[01:39.06] Do what you do, I put you on the news, bitch, we could fight or shoot\n[01:41.97] Bitch, I know these niggas know it's murder when I'm comin' through\n[01:44.49] Bitch, I always win, I never lose, we gon' fuck over you\n[01:47.23] You become a victim of the chopper, put him on the news (huh?)\n[01:47.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - FREEDDAWG [Official Music Video]\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n  duration_ms: 114000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Drum Dummie)\n  start_ms: 190\n  end_ms: 1440\n- text: (CashMoneyAP)\n  start_ms: 1440\n  end_ms: 2880\n- text: Ayy, free Choppa Boy\n  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still is\n[01:22.35] Bitch, I pull up, make a nigga get back, like what the deal is?\n[01:25.02] All these pussy bitches choosin' sides like they don't know real\n[01:27.81] Mmh, come on, bitch, uh-uh, let me go\n[01:30.32] Yeah, chill out, yeah, bitch, ayy, I'll do somethin' with you\n[01:34.59] (Bitch-ass-nigga say)\n[01:35.97] And I'll bang it out with you\n[01:37.25] Old hoe ass nigga (Let's do it, look)\n[01:39.24] Do what you do, I put you on the news, bitch, we could fight or shoot\n[01:41.81] Bitch, I know these niggas know it's murder when I'm comin' through\n[01:44.75] Bitch, I always win, I never lose, we gon' fuck over you\n[01:47.30] You become a victim of the chopper, put him on the news (huh?)\n[01:47.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: FREEDDAWG\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: FREEDDAWG\n  duration_ms: 111000\n  instrumental: false\n  language: en\nlines:\n- text: (Drum Dummie)\n  start_ms: 0\n  end_ms: 609\n  words:\n  - text: '(Drum 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you on the news, bitch, we could fight or shoot\nBitch, I know these niggas know it's murder when I'm comin' through\nBitch, I always win, I never lose, we gon' fuck over you\nYou become a victim of the chopper, put him on the news (huh?)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] (Drum Dummie)\n[00:01.46] (CashMoneyAP)\n[00:02.29] Ayy, free Choppa Boy\n[00:02.93] Ayy, free Choppa Boy, bitch\n[00:04.87] RIP Boozilla, you know what it is (DJ Swift on the track)\n[00:08.16] RIP Big Dump (Mook got the keys jumpin')\n[00:11.25] Slimin', pimpin', bitch\n[00:13.53] I got four-fives, Glocks, and the nines in this bitch\n[00:16.25] I got cutters in the house, I got pounds in this bitch\n[00:18.84] I got hoes runnin' in and out, slime in this bitch\n[00:21.40] I go by YoungBoy and I zip you up from talkin' shit\n[00:24.06] These niggas bitches and I know that they ain't 'bout that shit\n[00:26.67] Can't come how I'm comin', I was a youngin when they tried that shit\n[00:29.21] I been knockin' niggas off, they never knew it was gon' come to this\n[00:32.08] Bitch, I been on some rider shit (let's go), I leave 'em dead\n[00:34.85] Got the whole city mad, I zip that boy 'bout what he said\n[00:37.41] You can stunt like you mad, I put a bag on top your head\n[00:40.13] I was up in the parish, slept with playpals under my bed\n[00:43.21] 'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna flex somethin', do some' with all y'all\n[00:46.17] Soon as we get up on the walk, my youngin' punch his head off\n[00:48.89] Lil' bitch, I'm out the North Side, I'm bustin', I won't stand down\n[00:51.59] I'll put the bitch up in a casket, fuck up your headstone\n[00:54.39] Them niggas used to run the city, won't even claim that bitch\n[00:57.12] Don't say nothin' 'cause the shit ain't serious, don't make me tame that shit\n[00:59.93] These youngins runnin' with me with it, they on some dangerous shit\n[01:02.68] Bustin', put two in your fitted, I call that gang assist\n[01:05.45] Rollin', I just popped one, tryna body bag and zip somethin', yeah\n[01:08.55] Pants hangin' off my ass, Glock on my side with a green flag\n[01:11.50] Talkin' reckless, caught him slippin', went to bustin', did him bad\n[01:14.09] Soon as we swerve, we bend the curve, don't do no talkin', that's your ass\n[01:16.92] I ain't got no chill, I'm tryna send a bitch to Winnfield\n[01:19.68] Had to show the pussy bitch I been that, and bitch, I'm still is\n[01:22.35] Bitch, I pull up, make a nigga get back, like what the deal is?\n[01:25.02] All these pussy bitches choosin' sides like they don't know real\n[01:27.81] Mmh, come on, bitch, uh-uh, let me go\n[01:30.32] Yeah, chill out, yeah, bitch, ayy, I'll do somethin' with you\n[01:34.59] (Bitch-ass-nigga say)\n[01:35.97] And I'll bang it out with you\n[01:37.25] Old hoe ass nigga (Let's do it, look)\n[01:39.24] Do what you do, I put you on the news, bitch, we could fight or shoot\n[01:41.81] Bitch, I know these niggas know it's murder when I'm comin' through\n[01:44.75] Bitch, I always win, 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