Lirik Lagu Hungry - Common
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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.
Common:Yo niggaz don't want none of thisNiggaz know they can't fuck with thisTurn this shit up just a little more
I walk the night in rhymin armor bomb a nigga like a winter coatHave him on Death Row searchin for an InterscopeYet I sparkle like Irene CaraSymbolize dope like sirens do terrorMariel just had a baby someone else decapitatedFlashbacks of past raps make me so glad I made itPlayers is gettin tradedI drop a gem off, them who's style is jadedMy juice is gratedShit is so bangin niggaz say it's gang relatedOn philosopher's rink of thought, I've skated with precisionCrews is gettin split like decisionsCom will let it ride in collisionVision like Colleco or tele, I battle stars in stellar...Regions, my thought scheme was my like my offspringNow, it's teethinMy reason of rhyme applies to season and timeSeason of mind , body and regions divineIn mom's cookouts, I'm leavin the swineVerbal vegeterian, squashed beef with Ice CubeCame in this rap life nudeNow I'm fully clothed with flowsYou tricks can't hide behind expensive cars and clothesOld niggaz I expose like Luke does hoes in videosWith classic material, imperial and rugged likeGot mag, but my slugs a micYou fake like a smile, like a hug, I'm tightSkip ladies, this is rip a muthafucka nightOracle arouse, niggaz don't even run for cover rightDowntown interracial lovers hold handsI breathe heavy like an old man, with a cold can of Old StyleHold a Stone Isle profileMix between Malcolm X and Sef when I go wildHold mics like a second nut until the second cominHummin comin towards you with power like forest doHip hop, you my bitch and like a Ford, I'm Explorin youSo, wack niggaz be cool, with them, I stay cordialFlowin room temperature, cats is presumed miniatureLike golf. Soft like Tiger WoodsAnd real nigga angles I've stood with ways that's geometricDon't need to rob banks with dike broads to Set itI levitate to the occasion, lounge like a lyricistRhyme wise, you a rest havenYou sat by the door spooked like I was Wes CravenYou need to do more deletin and less savinA praise in hell, raisin heavenLike the bill on my pager leavensWhat you should have known from day oneYou will on day seven
(scratching)Hungry hip hop junkie in the city(x3)
I walk the night in rhymin armor bomb a nigga like a winter coatHave him on Death Row searchin for an InterscopeYet I sparkle like Irene CaraSymbolize dope like sirens do terrorMariel just had a baby someone else decapitatedFlashbacks of past raps make me so glad I made itPlayers is gettin tradedI drop a gem off, them who's style is jadedMy juice is gratedShit is so bangin niggaz say it's gang relatedOn philosopher's rink of thought, I've skated with precisionCrews is gettin split like decisionsCom will let it ride in collisionVision like Colleco or tele, I battle stars in stellar...Regions, my thought scheme was my like my offspringNow, it's teethinMy reason of rhyme applies to season and timeSeason of mind , body and regions divineIn mom's cookouts, I'm leavin the swineVerbal vegeterian, squashed beef with Ice CubeCame in this rap life nudeNow I'm fully clothed with flowsYou tricks can't hide behind expensive cars and clothesOld niggaz I expose like Luke does hoes in videosWith classic material, imperial and rugged likeGot mag, but my slugs a micYou fake like a smile, like a hug, I'm tightSkip ladies, this is rip a muthafucka nightOracle arouse, niggaz don't even run for cover rightDowntown interracial lovers hold handsI breathe heavy like an old man, with a cold can of Old StyleHold a Stone Isle profileMix between Malcolm X and Sef when I go wildHold mics like a second nut until the second cominHummin comin towards you with power like forest doHip hop, you my bitch and like a Ford, I'm Explorin youSo, wack niggaz be cool, with them, I stay cordialFlowin room temperature, cats is presumed miniatureLike golf. Soft like Tiger WoodsAnd real nigga angles I've stood with ways that's geometricDon't need to rob banks with dike broads to Set itI levitate to the occasion, lounge like a lyricistRhyme wise, you a rest havenYou sat by the door spooked like I was Wes CravenYou need to do more deletin and less savinA praise in hell, raisin heavenLike the bill on my pager leavensWhat you should have known from day oneYou will on day seven
(scratching)Hungry hip hop junkie in the city(x3)
