Lirik Lagu Tools - Anybody Killa
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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.
I wanna know where the fuck are my down ass underground killasStraight cap peelasWalking the earth, been mean since birthTaking every damn thing in sight that's worth (Gimme dat)Somebody stabbing you in the back, for a pebble of crackEastside bitches like thatSometimes I feel that I can't eat, can't sleepPut me in a hole baby 6 feet deepBetter yet, just leave me aloneI've survived this long with a microphoneRoaming the streets, mean mugging policeLeft hand on my nuts right gripping a piece (What's up?)So now I feel that I owe it to ya'llYou're the reason that I'm here instead of dead and goneAnd don't think that I'm here to stress you outI just wanna let you know what I'm about
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zero
Face facts (What?)do the mathYou can try to relaxbut this killa ain't like that (Hell Naw!)Wait a minute let me tell the truthI'm relaxed like a mothafucka tomahawking a foolWalk away just keeping my coolLike I'm sneaking in line at a big venueNo trace, no motive, no body, no clueYo Blaze am I right? (WOOP WOOP)That's what the fuck I've been trying to sayMe and my whole damn family acting murderous waysThat's why we only gather once a yearBecause the world really can't afford to disappearSo now we all break bread never misledAnd the drama that I bring you will never forgetAnd the ones that's down no matter where you're atI'm just here to let you know that I got your back
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zero
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]I'm bored as they come, homie don't be slipping acting dumbShove the pistol in your mouth slightly quicker than someThe streets are talking I be listening, hearingRepping for my thugs who got nothing to be fearingAsk me if I ever been jacked, I've been screwed and taxed, don't askSome suckas with two little stripes to attackMothafuckas ain't shit, I'm a soldierDrag bodies into coffins by they bitch ass shouldersMiddle name Murda, Colton Grundy the restYou see me packing a gun in the vestNow do your best to stay alive, I ain't never gonna dieEternal like the galaxy, who wanna try?Me, I tell you one more time right I foze for mineAin't no way ain't anybody gonna stop my shineDo the drivebys bitch smacking hoes and robberysI do it for the streets and the money, so respect me
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zero
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zero
Face facts (What?)do the mathYou can try to relaxbut this killa ain't like that (Hell Naw!)Wait a minute let me tell the truthI'm relaxed like a mothafucka tomahawking a foolWalk away just keeping my coolLike I'm sneaking in line at a big venueNo trace, no motive, no body, no clueYo Blaze am I right? (WOOP WOOP)That's what the fuck I've been trying to sayMe and my whole damn family acting murderous waysThat's why we only gather once a yearBecause the world really can't afford to disappearSo now we all break bread never misledAnd the drama that I bring you will never forgetAnd the ones that's down no matter where you're atI'm just here to let you know that I got your back
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zero
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]I'm bored as they come, homie don't be slipping acting dumbShove the pistol in your mouth slightly quicker than someThe streets are talking I be listening, hearingRepping for my thugs who got nothing to be fearingAsk me if I ever been jacked, I've been screwed and taxed, don't askSome suckas with two little stripes to attackMothafuckas ain't shit, I'm a soldierDrag bodies into coffins by they bitch ass shouldersMiddle name Murda, Colton Grundy the restYou see me packing a gun in the vestNow do your best to stay alive, I ain't never gonna dieEternal like the galaxy, who wanna try?Me, I tell you one more time right I foze for mineAin't no way ain't anybody gonna stop my shineDo the drivebys bitch smacking hoes and robberysI do it for the streets and the money, so respect me
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zeroTomahawks, shotguns, axes, chainsThese are all the things that a G bringsTo your party, birthday, wedding, funeralStreets is crucial, competition zero
