Lirik Lagu Think It's A Game - Beanie Sigel
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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.
( performed by Sigel / Jay-Z / Freeway / Lil Chris)
[Chorus: Saint Nick]Think it's a game 'til them thangs come outI bang out 'til your brains hang out.... cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta niggaThink it's a game 'til them thangs come outI bang out 'til your brains hang out.... cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
[Beanie Sigel]It was a, full moon in the beginnin of MarchBout the end of Winter '74The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin and spinnin womenCats with big hats slammin Cadillac doorsWho choosin hoes, you losin hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoesYou motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoesNiggaz wanna LoJack, track your bitches, shack your bitchesI pimps up, smack my bitchesYou wanna fuck trick your bitchesI duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitchPlus I keep a gat at arm reachYou ain't no hustler youse a car thief, nigga where your car keys?Crack topic, back block itThirty-one long black top it, you can't stop it, gat top itBlack Mack, black glock it, blast rocketSit your faggot-ass on your back pocket (bitch)It's not a game, prick
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]Straight gangsta nigga.. uhh, uh-huh-UHH-UHHStraight gangsta nigga.. yeahThey call me, Hov' the hustler, dough doublerDrove customers crazy in the late 80's, early 90'sNow you can find me, girlie behind me, holdin my mink upIce pinkie ring in the air, drinkin my drink upTop down, 'dro in the air, blowin that stink upIt's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinkerMakes me a, mathematician about my mathGet celebrity ass, I'm a statistician - rap with precisionNigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's rapid divisionNow divide yourself and slideI, young Vito, voice of the young peopleMouthpiece for hustlers, ventriloquist for jugglersTook it where few went, made a few centsD
[Chorus: Saint Nick]Think it's a game 'til them thangs come outI bang out 'til your brains hang out.... cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta niggaThink it's a game 'til them thangs come outI bang out 'til your brains hang out.... cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
[Beanie Sigel]It was a, full moon in the beginnin of MarchBout the end of Winter '74The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin and spinnin womenCats with big hats slammin Cadillac doorsWho choosin hoes, you losin hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoesYou motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoesNiggaz wanna LoJack, track your bitches, shack your bitchesI pimps up, smack my bitchesYou wanna fuck trick your bitchesI duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitchPlus I keep a gat at arm reachYou ain't no hustler youse a car thief, nigga where your car keys?Crack topic, back block itThirty-one long black top it, you can't stop it, gat top itBlack Mack, black glock it, blast rocketSit your faggot-ass on your back pocket (bitch)It's not a game, prick
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]Straight gangsta nigga.. uhh, uh-huh-UHH-UHHStraight gangsta nigga.. yeahThey call me, Hov' the hustler, dough doublerDrove customers crazy in the late 80's, early 90'sNow you can find me, girlie behind me, holdin my mink upIce pinkie ring in the air, drinkin my drink upTop down, 'dro in the air, blowin that stink upIt's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinkerMakes me a, mathematician about my mathGet celebrity ass, I'm a statistician - rap with precisionNigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's rapid divisionNow divide yourself and slideI, young Vito, voice of the young peopleMouthpiece for hustlers, ventriloquist for jugglersTook it where few went, made a few centsD
