Lirik Lagu Ghetto Quran - 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
- 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.
[talking]Uh huh, uh huh, uh huhSouthside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?One time
[Chorus]Lord forgive me, for I've sinnedOver and over again, just to stay on topI recall memories, filled with sinOver and over again, and again
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the teamSee niggas feared Prince and respected PremeFor all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down illerSee Preme was a business man and Prince was the killerRemember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huhThis here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shitThe roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get bluntedHad the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundredAs a youth, all I ever did was sell crackI used to idolize catHeart me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out likethat?Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchinI ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-RHad the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skisFrom Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprisedOf how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with piesLike L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connectThem niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricksFuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
[Chorus]
That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm onConsider this the first chapter in the ghetto's QuranI know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and JoeAnd Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his noseThroughout my struggles through the hood, I started learninLife's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burninMan I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like CigarGamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and TataPo-po under pressure too, they know what they facinGo against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty MasonA lotta nig
[Chorus]Lord forgive me, for I've sinnedOver and over again, just to stay on topI recall memories, filled with sinOver and over again, and again
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the teamSee niggas feared Prince and respected PremeFor all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down illerSee Preme was a business man and Prince was the killerRemember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huhThis here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shitThe roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get bluntedHad the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundredAs a youth, all I ever did was sell crackI used to idolize catHeart me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out likethat?Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchinI ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-RHad the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skisFrom Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprisedOf how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with piesLike L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connectThem niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricksFuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
[Chorus]
That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm onConsider this the first chapter in the ghetto's QuranI know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and JoeAnd Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his noseThroughout my struggles through the hood, I started learninLife's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burninMan I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like CigarGamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and TataPo-po under pressure too, they know what they facinGo against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty MasonA lotta nig
