Lirik Lagu So Trill - David Banner
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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
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- 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.
Bread and water..This what it comes down to
[Verse 1]I remember when these kids got killed up in PearlIs it the end of the world? Grown men acting like bitchesBitches actin' like men, and it's all goodAs long as all these records keep sellin'Niggaz time cut so these snitches keep tellin'Yall know it ain't right..And I ain't bending for these hoesIs this the part when my God comes back and starts throwin' elbows?Man these children gone astray, and no daddies in the homeSo they turn to gun play, or they just turn gayHalf-bit like they rich broke, niggaz swisha sweetSo I sit, in a lac and just smoke,stayin' down in the streetVernon Dixon? Georgetown in the hillsThe subs and the boys in Hattiesburg so trillThe delta and coast, the queens is what I boastBut these kids in the south is what a nigga love the most
{Bridge}Damn, the kids is what a nigga loves mostFuck, so trill..
[Hook 2x]I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feelAnd scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 2]I remember when the twin towers fellDid the boys in the G know, or just didn't tell?I ain't forgot about Gore, and them trick ass ballotsNumbers tossed around in the mix like a saladOr a bird in the BushOr a brother up in office tryna give a big pushYall dont try to praise God nowHe been watchin from the jump, i'ma crunkQuick to pull the sawed pump, skull and bones yall can kill meI'ma G, and the world is gon' feel meBet you neva thought the truth would come straight from the middle of MississippiSo P-Boy keep pushin'..We some big ones,life would street, man we all on a mission
[Hook 2x]I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feelAnd scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 3]This for my boys in the pen and my thugs on the county farmsIf it's war then I swear i'm gonna raise them armsAnd come and getcha, send me a kite...And I promise that I'll write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya nameI ain't no bitch or no hoe or no trickTryna ride a nigga dick just to make a quick hitI ain't writin' love songs for prissy bitchesI make songs for the queens who lost sight in the hoodMayne i made some bullshit but it's goodAnd if ya see me then you see this shit across my chestI pray to God, let my spirit do the restI pray to God, let my spirit do the rest
[Hook until fade]I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feelAnd scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 1]I remember when these kids got killed up in PearlIs it the end of the world? Grown men acting like bitchesBitches actin' like men, and it's all goodAs long as all these records keep sellin'Niggaz time cut so these snitches keep tellin'Yall know it ain't right..And I ain't bending for these hoesIs this the part when my God comes back and starts throwin' elbows?Man these children gone astray, and no daddies in the homeSo they turn to gun play, or they just turn gayHalf-bit like they rich broke, niggaz swisha sweetSo I sit, in a lac and just smoke,stayin' down in the streetVernon Dixon? Georgetown in the hillsThe subs and the boys in Hattiesburg so trillThe delta and coast, the queens is what I boastBut these kids in the south is what a nigga love the most
{Bridge}Damn, the kids is what a nigga loves mostFuck, so trill..
[Hook 2x]I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feelAnd scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 2]I remember when the twin towers fellDid the boys in the G know, or just didn't tell?I ain't forgot about Gore, and them trick ass ballotsNumbers tossed around in the mix like a saladOr a bird in the BushOr a brother up in office tryna give a big pushYall dont try to praise God nowHe been watchin from the jump, i'ma crunkQuick to pull the sawed pump, skull and bones yall can kill meI'ma G, and the world is gon' feel meBet you neva thought the truth would come straight from the middle of MississippiSo P-Boy keep pushin'..We some big ones,life would street, man we all on a mission
[Hook 2x]I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feelAnd scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 3]This for my boys in the pen and my thugs on the county farmsIf it's war then I swear i'm gonna raise them armsAnd come and getcha, send me a kite...And I promise that I'll write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya nameI ain't no bitch or no hoe or no trickTryna ride a nigga dick just to make a quick hitI ain't writin' love songs for prissy bitchesI make songs for the queens who lost sight in the hoodMayne i made some bullshit but it's goodAnd if ya see me then you see this shit across my chestI pray to God, let my spirit do the restI pray to God, let my spirit do the rest
[Hook until fade]I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feelAnd scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
