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Lirik Lagu Power Of The Dollar - 50 Cent

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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

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  • Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
[Talking]Ya'll niggas wanna get high, well we gonna get high thenThis shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby50 Cent uh, take it how you wanna take it nigga
[Verse 1]Yo aiyyo, aiyyo, there is six different wings in the spot, choose oneSome get addicted, some do it for funBoy my hoes are clean, just like my gunsAnd I keep them in a safe place, just like my fundsI keep all my big bills, give my wifey the onesFrontin' and I'll clap your ass and leave you for dead sonNiggas who know me, know how I get down, I'm fresh out the poundNYPD crit the flip, get on some New York undercover shitFuck wit dogs you ain't familiar wit, and get bitNiggas scripted through the hit, for some paper and shitIt's all about the cash, keep it in a stashSome niggas talk shit wit they ass, I see through them like glassPopo lookin' for me, for some shit I did in the pastIf you don't like me at first, I'm gonna grow on you like a rashThis rap shit, I got it in smash, I'm built to lastFeel the wrath, I bust that ass, sit back and laugh (haha)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]You don't have to respect a nigga, but respect his cashCause for the money, niggas will murder that assI came up fast, I watched a lot of gats blastThe power of the dollar (the cash, the cash)
[Verse 2]Nigga don't you ever forget, I call the shotsI run the spots, extort your pops, flossin' dropsI'm "Livin Off Xperience" like Lox, I'm hotCheck what I got, shorty got knockedComin' up out the capsule spotOn the uptown block, he couldn't run from the copsSo my man got shotIn a jet black Brasada, across the street from his mom's crib on his blockI told him get them niggas that cash, they murdered that assNiggas told 'em slow down, he was movin' too fastHeard the shot, went through his face after the glass, he crashedHit the three on his niggas grass, the cattle said it got low fastTh