Lirik Lagu The Ebonic Plague - CRU
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- 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.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
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- 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.
featuring Ras Kass
[Yogi] Yeah...HA...Cru...
[Mighty Ha] Mic checka da one the mic check three[Yogi] Cru in you baby...[Mighty Ha] Mic checka da one the mic check three...
[Yogi]Mix it up with the big Y.O.Comin' from the Laf Isle with fat funk flowSo yo how you feelin'? Tell me how you feelin'Mad drug dealin' mad caps peelin'I do my thing drink a BudweiserAnd I seen more *bush/Busch* than Dan AnheiserTwist the caps of you fake John GottisWatch the pump shottie, make you look like KwameCru's about to drop the dirty understand the cipherGot nothin' to lose so I'm-a do like a liferNiggaz couldn't *catch up/ketchup* with the mustard, disgustedDrop the shit that gotcha brains dusted, bust itThis is how it flow in the Bronx Zoo ya'llBeef up a step and style with a fallNothin' but the rough, understood?Got me in double extra large bulletproof wit' the hoodSittin' at the bar sippin' BecksPlus I got the "two turntables and a microphooooone" on deckSo who's next? Rugged RasFlossin' ice, and drop that soul on dat assThe IBF got my rhymes ranked cuz they hittin'Plus I'm all around like Scott PippenHere it is, east west, I mean China to MexicoIf you love the way it's goin' down let me knowFuck it, Harlem knows the ledgeAll my Bronx niggaz know the wedge, full-fledgedUptown! Plus we got the Cali loveY.O.G., truly yours the Breakfast Club
[Ras Kass]Yo punk...I was hot as 97 in '73D.O.B. my pedigree multiple felonies seeYou spit phlegm I spit fumesAcross the ruins of kiosks hoverin' sa
[Yogi] Yeah...HA...Cru...
[Mighty Ha] Mic checka da one the mic check three[Yogi] Cru in you baby...[Mighty Ha] Mic checka da one the mic check three...
[Yogi]Mix it up with the big Y.O.Comin' from the Laf Isle with fat funk flowSo yo how you feelin'? Tell me how you feelin'Mad drug dealin' mad caps peelin'I do my thing drink a BudweiserAnd I seen more *bush/Busch* than Dan AnheiserTwist the caps of you fake John GottisWatch the pump shottie, make you look like KwameCru's about to drop the dirty understand the cipherGot nothin' to lose so I'm-a do like a liferNiggaz couldn't *catch up/ketchup* with the mustard, disgustedDrop the shit that gotcha brains dusted, bust itThis is how it flow in the Bronx Zoo ya'llBeef up a step and style with a fallNothin' but the rough, understood?Got me in double extra large bulletproof wit' the hoodSittin' at the bar sippin' BecksPlus I got the "two turntables and a microphooooone" on deckSo who's next? Rugged RasFlossin' ice, and drop that soul on dat assThe IBF got my rhymes ranked cuz they hittin'Plus I'm all around like Scott PippenHere it is, east west, I mean China to MexicoIf you love the way it's goin' down let me knowFuck it, Harlem knows the ledgeAll my Bronx niggaz know the wedge, full-fledgedUptown! Plus we got the Cali loveY.O.G., truly yours the Breakfast Club
[Ras Kass]Yo punk...I was hot as 97 in '73D.O.B. my pedigree multiple felonies seeYou spit phlegm I spit fumesAcross the ruins of kiosks hoverin' sa
