Lirik Lagu What Would U Do - Chamillionaire
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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.
(feat. Monetana)
[Paul Wall]My life, ain't all peaches and creamThis fame thing and this game bring, more pain than it seemI ain't trying to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my blessingBut sometimes it just feels like, there's some'ing missingI got all the answers, but ain't no questionsI wonder if God's, just trying to teach me a lessonThe situations progressing, it's getting stressingI hope I don't fail my test and, the heat is onThey say that pressure, busts pipesSo I keep my cool, and thank God for every breath of my lifeI'm taking steps to the right, but still I end up wrongI'm built for the ocean, but I'm stuck in this backyard pondI'm trying to maintain my pace, in the place I belongI'm going for the gold, but I keep getting bronzeWho do I call to for advice, when all my mentors goneThis is my life, this ain't just the words to my song what do I do
[Hook: Monetana]What do you do, when them haters after youKeep it real and keep it true, get that dirt up off of youStill swang and bang Screw, Swishahouse like what it doDon't let them see the sweat on you, just keep it real
[Paul Wall]This one here's for Broderick Brown, locked downA 45 year sentence, I don't like how that soundWe've been homies since Middle School, we were childhood chumsBut you got caught up, by life in the slumsI'm thinking bout, where your life went45 years of your life spent, with a aggravated robbery indictmentYou plead guilty, for a lesser chargeEven though the judge was harsh, God's still in chargeI be wishing that, I could go back in timeAnd tell the judge that that nine, and the strack was mineThat would be fine, but I guess it's too late for thatI know that court appointed lawyer, was whackAin't it ironic though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the PennAnd the only way that we communicate, is through a penDon't give up, just do what you doLive your life don't let your life live you, just keep on moving
[Hook]
[Paul Wall]People think, my life is all about raps and suchIf I'm suppose to have it good, why is my life so roughI'm walking straight, but sometimes I need to lean on a crutchNobody told me life would get this tough, you gotta feel me thoughCause I ain't trying to be sadI thank God for everything I got, and all the blessings I hadI work hard I still grind, all night in the labThe best friends I ever had, was a pen and a padCause people talking down, hating on meYeah we use to be down, but now you shady homieI see 'em all up on the Internet, debating on meWondering when will I flop, I know they waiting on meA lot of rappers is jealous, saying all that we rap about is swangasMad cause they c.d.'s, below the shelf like hangersShould I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten foldThey got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the cold what do I do
[Hook]
[Paul Wall]My life, ain't all peaches and creamThis fame thing and this game bring, more pain than it seemI ain't trying to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my blessingBut sometimes it just feels like, there's some'ing missingI got all the answers, but ain't no questionsI wonder if God's, just trying to teach me a lessonThe situations progressing, it's getting stressingI hope I don't fail my test and, the heat is onThey say that pressure, busts pipesSo I keep my cool, and thank God for every breath of my lifeI'm taking steps to the right, but still I end up wrongI'm built for the ocean, but I'm stuck in this backyard pondI'm trying to maintain my pace, in the place I belongI'm going for the gold, but I keep getting bronzeWho do I call to for advice, when all my mentors goneThis is my life, this ain't just the words to my song what do I do
[Hook: Monetana]What do you do, when them haters after youKeep it real and keep it true, get that dirt up off of youStill swang and bang Screw, Swishahouse like what it doDon't let them see the sweat on you, just keep it real
[Paul Wall]This one here's for Broderick Brown, locked downA 45 year sentence, I don't like how that soundWe've been homies since Middle School, we were childhood chumsBut you got caught up, by life in the slumsI'm thinking bout, where your life went45 years of your life spent, with a aggravated robbery indictmentYou plead guilty, for a lesser chargeEven though the judge was harsh, God's still in chargeI be wishing that, I could go back in timeAnd tell the judge that that nine, and the strack was mineThat would be fine, but I guess it's too late for thatI know that court appointed lawyer, was whackAin't it ironic though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the PennAnd the only way that we communicate, is through a penDon't give up, just do what you doLive your life don't let your life live you, just keep on moving
[Hook]
[Paul Wall]People think, my life is all about raps and suchIf I'm suppose to have it good, why is my life so roughI'm walking straight, but sometimes I need to lean on a crutchNobody told me life would get this tough, you gotta feel me thoughCause I ain't trying to be sadI thank God for everything I got, and all the blessings I hadI work hard I still grind, all night in the labThe best friends I ever had, was a pen and a padCause people talking down, hating on meYeah we use to be down, but now you shady homieI see 'em all up on the Internet, debating on meWondering when will I flop, I know they waiting on meA lot of rappers is jealous, saying all that we rap about is swangasMad cause they c.d.'s, below the shelf like hangersShould I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten foldThey got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the cold what do I do
[Hook]
