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sound\nEverybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\nEverybody make a choice, it is not profound\nEither get money or die\nGet faded or die\nGet famous or die\nGet that stainless or die\nGet your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\nGet money or die, get money or die\n\nThis trap life is deeper than going to church\nDeeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\nPost it on, bitch you cornered\nCorner store, pushing work\nWanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\nStuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\nGetting money or die, fuck the cops\nDope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\nYeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\nFeeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\nPalms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\nIt's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\nGuce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\nColors, colors, gang bang capital\nWhite house down, got a ho on in front the capital\nBitches playin', don't miss the violence like KC and Mary J\nNow listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n\nBring it back, homie\nAll of that money\nGotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax\nIf you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that\nIf you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer\nNot a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying\nBut I don't get it twisted, listen this is not a game, shit\nWhy you on that slang shit if you wanna name shit\nWhy you on that slang shit if you smoke that same shit\nPlenty pieces on the board, all the squares black though\nCovered in the soot from that bootstrap class, so\nGet it how you're living and live in color of calico\nCatch me out here slipping, they got it backwards, they palindromes\nBut they styling though\nSmiling diamonds on 'em\nFirst to get it to snatch win the llamas drawn on\nPictures in the pavement, pick a corner with flowers\nTire marks where they laying, back to work in an hour\n\nEverybody wanna rap but don't know how\nEverybody wanna run when they hear that sound\nEverybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\nEverybody make a choice, it is not profound\nEither get money or die\nGet faded or die\nGet famous or die\nGet that stainless or die\nGet your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\nGet money or die, get money or die","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.77] Guns on the table, mama in the back room\n[00:14.12] Bitches in the kitchen, water whipping crack foam\n[00:17.23] Clap foam, clack foam, please respect the trap, homie\n[00:20.33] When it snap, homie\n[00:22.18] You a rat, homie\n[00:24.25] Roaches in the ashtray glowing\n[00:25.79] Everybody blowing\n[00:27.54] Or they sniffing blow and\n[00:29.09] Yelling \"there they go\" and\n[00:30.47] They can see the 'po and\n[00:31.88] They be riding slow and looking at the door\n[00:34.98] But it's day, and it's just somebody's daughter skipping rope\n[00:37.50] Like peas, porridge hot\n[00:38.93] Peas porridge cold\n[00:40.57] Miss Mary Mack in the 'lac with the gold\n[00:43.36] Hundred spoke, lung and smoking\n[00:45.16] When she speak, teach me toking\n[00:46.41] Black sleeve, black leather seat, black '44\n[00:48.34] Black snapback cap to the back, talk smack, cack cack\n[00:53.02] And you keep going back\n[00:56.77] Because you're knowing where you're at\n[00:58.61] Everybody wanna rap but don't know how\n[01:00.75] Everybody wanna run when they hear that sound\n[01:03.68] Everybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\n[01:06.63] Everybody make a choice, it is not profound\n[01:09.40] Either get money or die\n[01:11.15] Get faded or die\n[01:12.76] Get famous or die\n[01:14.31] Get that stainless or die\n[01:15.88] Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\n[01:18.47] Get money or die, get money or die\n[01:21.59] This trap life is deeper than going to church\n[01:24.21] Deeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\n[01:27.70] Post it on, bitch you cornered\n[01:29.22] Corner store, pushing work\n[01:30.59] Wanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\n[01:32.06] Stuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\n[01:34.02] Getting money or die, fuck the cops\n[01:35.93] Dope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n[01:39.45] 30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\n[01:42.30] Yeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\n[01:45.41] Feeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\n[01:48.04] Palms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\n[01:51.10] It's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\n[01:53.94] Guce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\n[01:57.22] Colors, colors, gang bang capital\n[01:59.57] White house down, got a ho on in front the capital\n[02:02.61] Bitches playin', don't miss the violence like KC and Mary J\n[02:05.53] Now listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n[02:32.02] Bring it back, homie\n[02:34.23] All of that money\n[02:35.11] Gotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax\n[02:37.54] If you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that\n[02:40.28] If you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer\n[02:43.50] Not a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying\n[02:46.18] But I don't get it twisted, listen this is not a game, shit\n[02:49.28] Why you on that slang shit if you wanna name shit\n[02:52.35] Why you on that slang shit if you smoke that same shit\n[02:55.24] Plenty pieces on the board, all the squares black though\n[02:58.09] Covered in the soot from that bootstrap class, so\n[03:01.04] Get it how you're living and live in color of calico\n[03:03.61] Catch me out here slipping, they got it backwards, they palindromes\n[03:07.59] But they styling though\n[03:09.05] Smiling diamonds on 'em\n[03:10.32] First to get it to snatch win the llamas drawn on\n[03:12.92] Pictures in the pavement, pick a corner with flowers\n[03:15.54] Tire marks where they laying, back to work in an hour\n[03:18.38] Everybody wanna rap but don't know how\n[03:21.44] Everybody wanna run when they hear that sound\n[03:24.28] Everybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\n[03:27.04] Everybody make a choice, it is not profound\n[03:29.74] Either get money or die\n[03:31.69] Get faded or die\n[03:33.39] Get famous or die\n[03:34.85] Get that stainless or die\n[03:36.24] Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\n[03:38.91] Get money or die, get money or die","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Or Die\n artist: clipping.\n album: CLPPNG\n duration_ms: 246000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Guns on the table, mama in the back room\n start_ms: 11770\n end_ms: 14120\n- text: Bitches in the kitchen, water whipping crack foam\n start_ms: 14120\n end_ms: 17230\n- text: Clap foam, clack foam, please respect the trap, homie\n start_ms: 17230\n end_ms: 20330\n- text: When it snap, homie\n start_ms: 20330\n end_ms: 22180\n- text: You a rat, homie\n 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run when they hear that sound\n Everybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\n Everybody make a choice, it is not profound\n Either get money or die\n Get faded or die\n Get famous or die\n Get that stainless or die\n Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\n Get money or die, get money or die\n\n This trap life is deeper than going to church\n Deeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\n Post it on, bitch you cornered\n Corner store, pushing work\n Wanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\n Stuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\n Getting money or die, fuck the cops\n Dope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n 30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\n Yeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\n Feeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\n Palms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\n It's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\n Guce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\n Colors, colors, 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pavement, pick a corner with flowers\n Tire marks where they laying, back to work in an hour\n\n Everybody wanna rap but don't know how\n Everybody wanna run when they hear that sound\n Everybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\n Everybody make a choice, it is not profound\n Either get money or die\n Get faded or die\n Get famous or die\n Get that stainless or die\n Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\n Get money or die, get money or die\n"},{"id":12969334,"name":"Or Die","trackName":"Or Die","artistName":"clipping․","albumName":"CLPPNG","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Guns on the table, mama in the back room\nBitches in the kitchen, water whipping crack foam\nClap foam, clack foam, please respect the trap, homie\nWhen it snap, homie\nYou a rat, homie\nRoaches in the ashtray glowing\nEverybody blowing\nOr they sniffing blow and\nYelling \"there they go\" and\nThey can see the 'po and\nThey be riding slow and looking at the door\nBut it's day, and it's just somebody's daughter skipping rope\nLike peas, porridge hot\nPeas porridge cold\nMiss Mary Mack in the 'lac with the gold\nHundred spoke, lung and smoking\nWhen she speak, teach me toking\nBlack sleeve, black leather seat, black '44\nBlack snapback cap to the back, talk smack, cack cack\nAnd you keep going back\nBecause you're knowing where you're at\n\nEverybody wanna rap but don't know how\nEverybody wanna run when they hear that sound\nEverybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\nEverybody make a choice, it is not profound\nEither get money or die\nGet faded or die\nGet famous or die\nGet that stainless or die\nGet your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\nGet money or die, get money or die\n\nThis trap life is deeper than going to church\nDeeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\nPost it on, bitch you cornered\nCorner store, pushing work\nWanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\nStuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\nGetting money or die, fuck the cops\nDope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\nYeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\nFeeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\nPalms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\nIt's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\nGuce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\nColors, colors, gang bang capital\nWhite house down, got a ho on in front the capital\nBitches playin', don't miss the violence like KC and Mary J\nNow listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n\nBring it back, homie\nAll of that money\nGotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax\nIf you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that\nIf you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer\nNot a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying\nBut I don't get it twisted, listen this is not a game, shit\nWhy you on that slang shit if you wanna name shit\nWhy you on that slang shit if you smoke that same shit\nPlenty pieces on the board, all the squares black though\nCovered in the soot from that bootstrap class, so\nGet it how you're living and live in color of calico\nCatch me out here slipping, they got it backwards, they palindromes\nBut they styling though\nSmiling diamonds on 'em\nFirst to get it to snatch win the llamas drawn on\nPictures in the pavement, pick a corner with flowers\nTire marks where they laying, back to work in an hour\n\nEverybody wanna rap but don't know how\nEverybody wanna run when they hear that sound\nEverybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\nEverybody make a choice, it is not profound\nEither get money or die\nGet faded or die\nGet famous or die\nGet that stainless or die\nGet your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\nGet money or die, get money or die","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.77] Guns on the table, mama in the back room\n[00:14.12] Bitches in the kitchen, water whipping crack foam\n[00:17.23] Clap foam, clack foam, please respect the trap, homie\n[00:20.33] When it snap, homie\n[00:22.18] You a rat, homie\n[00:24.25] Roaches in the ashtray glowing\n[00:25.79] Everybody blowing\n[00:27.54] Or they sniffing blow and\n[00:29.09] Yelling \"there they go\" and\n[00:30.47] They can see the 'po and\n[00:31.88] They be riding slow and looking at the door\n[00:34.98] But it's day, and it's just somebody's daughter skipping rope\n[00:37.50] Like peas, porridge hot\n[00:38.93] Peas porridge cold\n[00:40.57] Miss Mary Mack in the 'lac with the gold\n[00:43.36] Hundred spoke, lung and smoking\n[00:45.16] When she speak, teach me toking\n[00:46.41] Black sleeve, black leather seat, black '44\n[00:48.34] Black snapback cap to the back, talk smack, cack cack\n[00:53.02] And you keep going back\n[00:56.77] Because you're knowing where you're at\n[00:58.61] Everybody wanna rap but don't know how\n[01:00.75] Everybody wanna run when they hear that sound\n[01:03.68] Everybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\n[01:06.63] Everybody make a choice, it is not profound\n[01:09.40] Either get money or die\n[01:11.15] Get faded or die\n[01:12.76] Get famous or die\n[01:14.31] Get that stainless or die\n[01:15.88] Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\n[01:18.47] Get money or die, get money or die\n[01:21.59] This trap life is deeper than going to church\n[01:24.21] Deeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\n[01:27.70] Post it on, bitch you cornered\n[01:29.22] Corner store, pushing work\n[01:30.59] Wanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\n[01:32.06] Stuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\n[01:34.02] Getting money or die, fuck the cops\n[01:35.93] Dope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n[01:39.45] 30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\n[01:42.30] Yeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\n[01:45.41] Feeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\n[01:48.04] Palms itchy, 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they face hit ground\nEverybody make a choice, it is not profound\nEither get money or die\nGet faded or die\nGet famous or die\nGet that stainless or die\nGet your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\nGet money or die, get money or die\n\nThis trap life is deeper than going to church\nDeeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\nPost it on, bitch you cornered\nCorner store, pushing work\nWanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\nStuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\nGetting money or die, fuck the cops\nDope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\nYeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\nFeeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\nPalms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\nIt's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\nGuce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\nColors, colors, gang bang capital\nWhite house down, got a ho on in front the capital\nBitches playin', 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cornered\n[01:29.22] Corner store, pushing work\n[01:30.59] Wanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\n[01:32.06] Stuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\n[01:34.02] Getting money or die, fuck the cops\n[01:35.93] Dope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n[01:39.45] 30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\n[01:42.30] Yeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\n[01:45.41] Feeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\n[01:48.04] Palms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\n[01:51.10] It's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\n[01:53.94] Guce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\n[01:57.22] Colors, colors, gang bang capital\n[01:59.57] White house down, got a ho on in front the capital\n[02:02.61] Bitches playin', don't miss the violence like KC and Mary J\n[02:05.53] Now listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n[02:32.02] Bring it back, homie\n[02:34.23] All of that money\n[02:35.11] Gotta pay the pimp 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swisher full of purp, smoke it\n Getting money or die, fuck the cops\n Dope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n 30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\n Yeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\n Feeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\n Palms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\n It's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\n Guce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\n Colors, colors, gang bang capital\n White house down, got a ho on in front the capital\n Bitches playin', don't miss the violence like KC and Mary J\n Now listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n\n Bring it back, homie\n All of that money\n Gotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax\n If you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that\n If you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer\n Not a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying\n But I don't get it twisted, listen this is not a game, shit\n Why 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Guce","albumName":"CLPPNG","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Guns on the table, mama in the back room\nBitches in the kitchen, water whipping crack foam\nClap foam, clack foam, please respect the trap, homie\nWhen it snap, homie\nYou a rat, homie\nRoaches in the ashtray glowing\nEverybody blowing\nOr they sniffing blow and\nYelling \"there they go\" and\nThey can see the 'po and\nThey be riding slow and looking at the door\nBut it's day, and it's just somebody's daughter skipping rope\nLike peas, porridge hot\nPeas porridge cold\nMiss Mary Mack in the 'lac with the gold\nHundred spoke, lung and smoking\nWhen she speak, teach me toking\nBlack sleeve, black leather seat, black '44\nBlack snapback cap to the back, talk smack, cack cack\nAnd you keep going back\nBecause you're knowing where you're at\n\nEverybody wanna rap but don't know how\nEverybody wanna run when they hear that sound\nEverybody think they're hard until they face hit 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violence like KC and Mary J\nNow listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n\nBring it back, homie\nAll of that money\nGotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax\nIf you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that\nIf you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer\nNot a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying\nBut I don't get it twisted, listen this is not a game, shit\nWhy you on that slang shit if you wanna name shit\nWhy you on that slang shit if you smoke that same shit\nPlenty pieces on the board, all the squares black though\nCovered in the soot from that bootstrap class, so\nGet it how you're living and live in color of calico\nCatch me out here slipping, they got it backwards, they palindromes\nBut they styling though\nSmiling diamonds on 'em\nFirst to get it to snatch win the llamas drawn on\nPictures in the pavement, pick a corner with flowers\nTire marks where they laying, back to work in an hour\n\nEverybody wanna rap but don't 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Mary Mack in the 'lac with the gold\n[00:43.36] Hundred spoke, lung and smoking\n[00:45.16] When she speak, teach me toking\n[00:46.41] Black sleeve, black leather seat, black '44\n[00:48.34] Black snapback cap to the back, talk smack, cack cack\n[00:53.02] And you keep going back\n[00:56.77] Because you're knowing where you're at\n[00:58.61] Everybody wanna rap but don't know how\n[01:00.75] Everybody wanna run when they hear that sound\n[01:03.68] Everybody think they're hard until they face hit ground\n[01:06.63] Everybody make a choice, it is not profound\n[01:09.40] Either get money or die\n[01:11.15] Get faded or die\n[01:12.76] Get famous or die\n[01:14.31] Get that stainless or die\n[01:15.88] Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\n[01:18.47] Get money or die, get money or die\n[01:21.59] This trap life is deeper than going to church\n[01:24.21] Deeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\n[01:27.70] Post it on, bitch you cornered\n[01:29.22] Corner 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a swisher full of purp, smoke it\n Getting money or die, fuck the cops\n Dope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n 30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\n Yeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\n Feeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\n Palms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\n It's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\n Guce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\n Colors, colors, gang bang capital\n White house down, got a ho on in front the capital\n Bitches playin', don't miss the violence like KC and Mary J\n Now listen to this hook from Clipping and have a nice day, it's Guce\n\n Bring it back, homie\n All of that money\n Gotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax\n If you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that\n If you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer\n Not a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying\n But I don't get it twisted, listen this is not a game, shit\n Why 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ground\nEverybody make a choice, it is not profound\nEither get money or die\nGet faded or die\nGet famous or die\nGet that stainless or die\nGet your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes\nGet money or die, get money or die\n\nThis trap life is deeper than going to church\nDeeper than a diss verse, my hand in that bitch purse\nPost it on, bitch you cornered\nCorner store, pushing work\nWanted one ounce, it's the whole thing\nStuff a swisher full of purp, smoke it\nGetting money or die, fuck the cops\nDope fiends need it, let's get it, bitches need ass shots\n30 in the plastic Glock, ski-mask beanie on\nYeah I grew up on my own, you could call it home grown\nFeeling like I'm Al Capone, on my new Chic' city shit\nPalms itchy, wrist twitch, bag and sold a whole brick\nIt's gon' be a homicide, put your hands in my pocket\nGuce'll bust a cap in a nigga like rocket\nColors, colors, gang bang capital\nWhite house down, got a ho on in front the capital\nBitches playin', don't miss the 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