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Lirik Lagu Homicide - 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.
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I change places, to prevent catchin' the casesRaces, in the faces, hall at you lacesThis is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this

The only thing hotter than my flow is the block (inhale and exhale)That's why I left this snow biz, and got into show bizLet's get this clear, it ain't on 'til I say it's on, (pause), it's onI'm eatin', ya'll niggas fastin' like it's RimadonBowlish way in Lebanon, know 50 the bombI be at the edge of the bar, sippin' a DonI keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it's onThis worries bump, I can't go wrong, my team's too strongYou want war? I take you to war, now that my money longWhy you broke? cat's buy the by lines and fantasizeThe way I'm spittin', put TV's in everything I'm sittin'While I'm hot to death, I'm gonna say this to all you playa hatersYa'll should hate the game, not the playas (c'mon)

I change places, to prevent catchin' the casesRaces, in the faces, hall at you lacesThis is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)

Everyday is bugged, niggas'll come to a clubTo try to show you they a thug, instead of showing some loveNow, what you think you chump me, If I let you bump meWhen I'm about to make a mill, faster than you make a G (haha)I know I lie, it's a habit, I vow to clean the city like the mayorAnd in the crack game, I'm a franchise playerNiggas be thinkin' I be out to lunch with minesThen in crunch time, I start hittin' 'em hard with punch linesYou cats got to be sick, to think 50 can't spitBetter check my batting average, I always make hitsMy flows leave these rap cats ketro (ketro), all across the metro (metro)Plus I pack a cannon, up under my marple cannonThey fake, they look like money, but ain't worth half the cakeHave me runnin' from Jake, in a GS with bad brakesThey want to knock me take, for Christ sakes


(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)I change places, to prevent catchin' the casesRaces, in the faces, hall at you lacesThis is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)


I change places, to prevent catchin' the casesRaces, in the faces, hall at you lacesThis is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)


Yo, son remember them fake playasWho try to play us at The Shark Club in VegasHad them tight linen blazers, and beat up gatorsLookin' like last year's playas, (pause)Yeah, I could tell they dough was lowWhen we came through the do'I copped a case of Cristal, and copped one bottle of MoFrom the looking through face, and the bulge in his waist, he holdin'(Yeah he's packin', I can see his rackThe one in the middle, he a big man, I dealt with him son)Yeah, so I expect look like they ain't had a run, since ' 81They ain't here on a hunt for food,So they could catch you, some cash, and expensive jewelsI'm gonna crash 'em with this bottle if he moveI ain't the one son, my shit ain't come easyIt won't go easy, believe me


I change places, to prevent catchin' the casesRaces, in the faces, hall at you lacesThis is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)