Lirik Lagu Get The Message - 50 Cent
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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
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- 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.
[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]I left a message for your toy, got a chrome .44Get the message, come out and get the messageIt won't even be a war, no beef no moreGet the message, come out and get my message
[50 Cent]I was a itty-bitty nigga when Prince killed DrakeI'm a shooter, ask Bizzy, he made us that wayI spend seven-and-a-half hours baggin up gramsGotta watch these niggaz with the sticky-ass handsSee my face, do a hundred grams chopped on the mirrorTell me I can't eat, I ain't tryin to hear itJoJo wanted the bitches, I was tryin get my weight upNigga get in the way and get shot down, straight upI'm grimy, yeah my friends killed my friendsLike Blackey, he did that shit to himGet at me, I'm back strapped up againI tried, I can't change, I'll always be the sameI tell my lil' niggaz fuck prayAnd any motherfucker down with 'em can suck me - I'm still madI got the cream to make a murder sceneIf y'all niggaz ain't shootin y'all can't fuck with me, come fuck with me
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]The D's kick my door, got knocked with a half a brickI came on the nuts, son niggaz ain't give me shitI tried bein cool, that cool shit don't work for meI put my gun in your face, you hear my ass perfectlyYou can't park 'round here while I'm down hereI shot Chris whip up, he came back shot Richie headBut that ain't who he aim for, get who you came forApollo, amateur night, your name is in lightsI don't clown, I get down, I'm a different breedYeah, wait until these jokers get a load of meI watch your clique like a flick, find your backboneLine 'em up nice, come through with the mac blowinBeef ain't nothin new to me, it's all a repeatI leave a shooter by your door to make your ass sleepNow come out come out, find out what I'm aboutThat Ruger, that luger, I air your ass out
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]I was a itty-bitty nigga when Prince killed DrakeI'm a shooter, ask Bizzy, he made us that wayI spend seven-and-a-half hours baggin up gramsGotta watch these niggaz with the sticky-ass handsSee my face, do a hundred grams chopped on the mirrorTell me I can't eat, I ain't tryin to hear itJoJo wanted the bitches, I was tryin get my weight upNigga get in the way and get shot down, straight upI'm grimy, yeah my friends killed my friendsLike Blackey, he did that shit to himGet at me, I'm back strapped up againI tried, I can't change, I'll always be the sameI tell my lil' niggaz fuck prayAnd any motherfucker down with 'em can suck me - I'm still madI got the cream to make a murder sceneIf y'all niggaz ain't shootin y'all can't fuck with me, come fuck with me
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]The D's kick my door, got knocked with a half a brickI came on the nuts, son niggaz ain't give me shitI tried bein cool, that cool shit don't work for meI put my gun in your face, you hear my ass perfectlyYou can't park 'round here while I'm down hereI shot Chris whip up, he came back shot Richie headBut that ain't who he aim for, get who you came forApollo, amateur night, your name is in lightsI don't clown, I get down, I'm a different breedYeah, wait until these jokers get a load of meI watch your clique like a flick, find your backboneLine 'em up nice, come through with the mac blowinBeef ain't nothin new to me, it's all a repeatI leave a shooter by your door to make your ass sleepNow come out come out, find out what I'm aboutThat Ruger, that luger, I air your ass out
[Chorus]
