Lirik Lagu Everybody Wants A Name - Big Mike
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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.
[Verse 1]My lil' partner be talkin about it's been approximatelyFive years and four months from the dayThat all these niggas done came up around his way, what can he sayYou can ask Shelley, and even she'll say (hey)These niggas be callin themselves big shots ever since he been awayEven Dante got a little size upon his chestMaybe it's from the reinforced teflon vestBut nevertheless, he takes it all in strideTalkin about (these niggas got theirs, it's only right that I gets mine)Nah, don't go near them niggas, son, you might get shotBelieve me when I tell you: things ain't the same on the blockThey got glocks and shit done changedFor a buck and some changeThey might blow out your muthafuckin brainsThese niggas ain't thinkin when they're tryin to get a pieceThe only peace you better get is of mindAnd stay your ass insideWide eyes actin sheif and shittyFor attention hoe-ass niggas'll have a mortician ready to fit meFor a suit and casket, it's gettin drasticMy nigga got hit in his shit, some say he was askinFor trouble, true, and he found it with a .44 magThey took him out in his jag (yo man went out bad)Such a sad, sad song if you ask meBlood on his t-shirt and khakis, brain in the back seats(Goddamn) that's exactly what I saidBut now my nigga's dead behind that fast life that he ledShedded some tears, but they all got wiped awayI love my nigga, I put his name on my license plateI live my life this way cause that way'll get a nigga stankNo more smokin dank on suicide quests for bankI puts it down on tape and reap the benefitsLike the smart niggas who grew up and quit that shitLife is precious, cherish it while you have it
