Lirik Lagu Problems - AZ The Visualiza
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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.
[Chorus]I had some problemsAnd no one could seem to solve themBut you found the answerTold me to take this chance
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]Yeah, now digYou got, rich niggaz rightThey do what they wanna doHeh, and you gotBroke niggaz, you heard?They do what they gotta doNow ask yourself, which one are you?Ha, fall back
[Verse 1 - AZ]Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a twentyShit is scabby, the hustlin is so in meNever show envy, got a style I maxedI'm like po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at thatUnseen when I'm low, but still right in your faceI'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waistFrom Jags to Jeeps, hoopties with the raggedy seatsJust imagine how I'm movin if we had any beefBeats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nastyLower the smoke when I see the D's creepin past meDuckin the NARCs, born bustin Dutches apartLove pussy wit pretty lips, when you fuck it it fartFriend or foe, freak for the rims that glowRock Timbs if it's summer or ten belowLove the streets, the science of the drugs that's deepI'm just another nigga next up, tryin to eat
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]You know!Not a soul baby!It's all for y'all now
[Verse 2 -AZ]But it seems, y'all would ratherSee me hit than, see my richGet bagged over some bullshit and see me snitchHopin' some AIDS ho bitch'll leave me sick likeI'm a sucker for love wit some easy dickI did dirt through my days but hid my workEven then I still made sure no kids got hurtSweep the next, been knowin since my feet got wetFrom the best turned vet learned to speak directMy game's jumpin, we all had our days of barkinYou could tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkinWhy dispute it?Dough got us so pollutedParanoid to the point it's like we, over-do itPolice press up, peep how the beasts arrest yaRough up, handcuff, then treat you lesserToast on me, smoke spray our potpouriY'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]You know!Not a soul baby!It's all for y'all nowI got it locked, feel me!
[Verse 3 -AZ]Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chainIt's only real, certain niggaz mention my nameSome relate, others stay numb in the faceTryin to keep steps ahead like we runnin a raceNikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slimLight makeup, that shit that blend right wit they skinSo what's the issue?All dick sucks is still officialCold-steel nickles, and Phil I'm still wit youIceberg-in, on the Turnpike merginLate night, right brake lights black ExcursionTree smokin, hustle the rap I'ma keep ropinToo many niggaz got deep emotionsThe stress got 'em, who else wanna express they problems?Get upset, but real vets respect the bottomTo a false, feel a fake love or hateRight or wrong as long as the thugs relate
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]You know!Not a soul baby!It's all for y'all nowWhat y'all want from me?
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]Yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle man, stop fuckin wit meI'm tryin to live man, nah mean?I been at the bottom, I was risin - fell back downI'm tryin to climb up manGet off my back babyIt's all a game man don't hate me hate the game
AZ the Visualiza return, once againLove life, hate, what the fuck... {*music fades*}
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]Yeah, now digYou got, rich niggaz rightThey do what they wanna doHeh, and you gotBroke niggaz, you heard?They do what they gotta doNow ask yourself, which one are you?Ha, fall back
[Verse 1 - AZ]Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a twentyShit is scabby, the hustlin is so in meNever show envy, got a style I maxedI'm like po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at thatUnseen when I'm low, but still right in your faceI'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waistFrom Jags to Jeeps, hoopties with the raggedy seatsJust imagine how I'm movin if we had any beefBeats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nastyLower the smoke when I see the D's creepin past meDuckin the NARCs, born bustin Dutches apartLove pussy wit pretty lips, when you fuck it it fartFriend or foe, freak for the rims that glowRock Timbs if it's summer or ten belowLove the streets, the science of the drugs that's deepI'm just another nigga next up, tryin to eat
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]You know!Not a soul baby!It's all for y'all now
[Verse 2 -AZ]But it seems, y'all would ratherSee me hit than, see my richGet bagged over some bullshit and see me snitchHopin' some AIDS ho bitch'll leave me sick likeI'm a sucker for love wit some easy dickI did dirt through my days but hid my workEven then I still made sure no kids got hurtSweep the next, been knowin since my feet got wetFrom the best turned vet learned to speak directMy game's jumpin, we all had our days of barkinYou could tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkinWhy dispute it?Dough got us so pollutedParanoid to the point it's like we, over-do itPolice press up, peep how the beasts arrest yaRough up, handcuff, then treat you lesserToast on me, smoke spray our potpouriY'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]You know!Not a soul baby!It's all for y'all nowI got it locked, feel me!
[Verse 3 -AZ]Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chainIt's only real, certain niggaz mention my nameSome relate, others stay numb in the faceTryin to keep steps ahead like we runnin a raceNikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slimLight makeup, that shit that blend right wit they skinSo what's the issue?All dick sucks is still officialCold-steel nickles, and Phil I'm still wit youIceberg-in, on the Turnpike merginLate night, right brake lights black ExcursionTree smokin, hustle the rap I'ma keep ropinToo many niggaz got deep emotionsThe stress got 'em, who else wanna express they problems?Get upset, but real vets respect the bottomTo a false, feel a fake love or hateRight or wrong as long as the thugs relate
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]You know!Not a soul baby!It's all for y'all nowWhat y'all want from me?
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]Yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle man, stop fuckin wit meI'm tryin to live man, nah mean?I been at the bottom, I was risin - fell back downI'm tryin to climb up manGet off my back babyIt's all a game man don't hate me hate the game
AZ the Visualiza return, once againLove life, hate, what the fuck... {*music fades*}
