Lirik Lagu If I Die 2Night - 2Pac
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
A coward dies a thousand deathsA soldier dies but once
[Verse One]They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistolsPlottin on murderin motherfuckers 'fore they get youPicturin pitiful punk niggaz coppin pleasPuffin weed as I position myself to clock G'sMy enemies scatter in suicidal situationsNever to witness the wicked shit that they was facinPockets is packed with presidents, pursue your richesEvadin the playa hatin tricks, while hittin switchesBitches is bad-mouth, cause brawlin motherfuckers is boldBut y'all some hoes, the game should be sewedI'm sick of psychotic society somebody save meAddicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise meEven the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach meI run in the streets and puffin weed wit my peepsI'm duckin the cop, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin my glockNiggaz is hot when I hit the block, what if I die tonight
[Chorus]If I die tonight (repeat 3X)"Tonight's the night I get in some shit" -> Dr. Dre
[Verse Two]Polishin pistols prepare for battle pass the pumpWhen I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they doneCallin the coroner come collect the fuckin corpseHe got it by killer, preoccuppied with bein bossRevenge is the method, whenever steppin keep a weapon closeAdversaries are overdosed over deadly notesJealous niggaz and broke bitches equal packed jailsHit the block and fill your pockets makin crack salesPicture perfection pursuin paper with a passionVisions of prisons for all the pussies that I blastedRunnin with criminals individuals with no remorseTry to stop me my pistol posse's usin deadly forceIn my brain all I can think about is fameThe police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changedI'm seein cemetary photos of my peersConversatin like they still here, if I die tonight
Chorus
[Verse Three]Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistolsPlottin on murderin motherfuckers 'fore they get youPray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the skyAnd I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I dieI wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggazA stress free life and a spot for drug dealersPissin while practicin how to pimp and be a playaOverdose of a dick, while drinkin liquor when I lay herPistol whippin these simps, for bein petrified and lameDisrespectin the game, prayin for punishment and painGoin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?Don't shed a tear for me nigga I ain't happy hearI hope they bury me and send me to my restHeadlines readin MURDERED TO DEATH, my last breathTake a look picture a crook on his last standMotherfuckers don't understand, if I die tonight
Chorus
[Verse One]They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistolsPlottin on murderin motherfuckers 'fore they get youPicturin pitiful punk niggaz coppin pleasPuffin weed as I position myself to clock G'sMy enemies scatter in suicidal situationsNever to witness the wicked shit that they was facinPockets is packed with presidents, pursue your richesEvadin the playa hatin tricks, while hittin switchesBitches is bad-mouth, cause brawlin motherfuckers is boldBut y'all some hoes, the game should be sewedI'm sick of psychotic society somebody save meAddicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise meEven the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach meI run in the streets and puffin weed wit my peepsI'm duckin the cop, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin my glockNiggaz is hot when I hit the block, what if I die tonight
[Chorus]If I die tonight (repeat 3X)"Tonight's the night I get in some shit" -> Dr. Dre
[Verse Two]Polishin pistols prepare for battle pass the pumpWhen I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they doneCallin the coroner come collect the fuckin corpseHe got it by killer, preoccuppied with bein bossRevenge is the method, whenever steppin keep a weapon closeAdversaries are overdosed over deadly notesJealous niggaz and broke bitches equal packed jailsHit the block and fill your pockets makin crack salesPicture perfection pursuin paper with a passionVisions of prisons for all the pussies that I blastedRunnin with criminals individuals with no remorseTry to stop me my pistol posse's usin deadly forceIn my brain all I can think about is fameThe police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changedI'm seein cemetary photos of my peersConversatin like they still here, if I die tonight
Chorus
[Verse Three]Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistolsPlottin on murderin motherfuckers 'fore they get youPray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the skyAnd I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I dieI wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggazA stress free life and a spot for drug dealersPissin while practicin how to pimp and be a playaOverdose of a dick, while drinkin liquor when I lay herPistol whippin these simps, for bein petrified and lameDisrespectin the game, prayin for punishment and painGoin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?Don't shed a tear for me nigga I ain't happy hearI hope they bury me and send me to my restHeadlines readin MURDERED TO DEATH, my last breathTake a look picture a crook on his last standMotherfuckers don't understand, if I die tonight
Chorus
