Lirik Lagu Holla - Jay-Z
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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
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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.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Uh huhIs y'all ready?Is y'all ready??
HOOK 2X:Holla!If you real and you know you a GHolla!Deep in these streets when you pumpin that DHolla!Be in your hood screamin fuck policeHolla!You keep a gun and you bust for beef
[Verse 1]Niggas say I'm focused now, they know that's my styleBut dogg, I'm on the block with that coke and a smileI still got the crack heads I.D.And they know, I collect for the first and fifteenthI still take cabs to that capsule spotFor them 31 illusions and them purple topsAnd the game aint change, niggas is taught differentI'm raised off one rule, never get caught slippinThat's why I eat, sleep, shit with my gatBag up, take a piss, fuck a bitch with my gatAnd I done sold it all from crack to marijuanaYou can't deny it, I'm in hoods like Tom WarnerBeat cop, take away, I keep my shitThey don't know I deliver off the beeps I getAnd you snitch ass niggas wanna peep my shitBut I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get
HOOK
[Verse 2]See what this game made, and *of age I came*And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game*I went from Marcy to Hollywood, I'm back again*I don't need no applaud, to clap againLet alone, no award, from rap to winTalk drama, get yourself wrapped up inSevere head trauma, get beat with the nine lime-aCut your hand off if you fuckin with my productThat slayed shit, I'm on the grave shiftWe all know fucked up money don't pay rentYou short with my ones, you short one thumbYou can't, come up short where the fuck I'm fromWe got, dues to pay, new tools to sprayWho's to say, Bleek won't make news todayYou know the ooze'll spray if you refuse to payAnd I move the yae nigga day by day
HOOK
HOOK 2X:Holla!If you real and you know you a GHolla!Deep in these streets when you pumpin that DHolla!Be in your hood screamin fuck policeHolla!You keep a gun and you bust for beef
[Verse 1]Niggas say I'm focused now, they know that's my styleBut dogg, I'm on the block with that coke and a smileI still got the crack heads I.D.And they know, I collect for the first and fifteenthI still take cabs to that capsule spotFor them 31 illusions and them purple topsAnd the game aint change, niggas is taught differentI'm raised off one rule, never get caught slippinThat's why I eat, sleep, shit with my gatBag up, take a piss, fuck a bitch with my gatAnd I done sold it all from crack to marijuanaYou can't deny it, I'm in hoods like Tom WarnerBeat cop, take away, I keep my shitThey don't know I deliver off the beeps I getAnd you snitch ass niggas wanna peep my shitBut I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get
HOOK
[Verse 2]See what this game made, and *of age I came*And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game*I went from Marcy to Hollywood, I'm back again*I don't need no applaud, to clap againLet alone, no award, from rap to winTalk drama, get yourself wrapped up inSevere head trauma, get beat with the nine lime-aCut your hand off if you fuckin with my productThat slayed shit, I'm on the grave shiftWe all know fucked up money don't pay rentYou short with my ones, you short one thumbYou can't, come up short where the fuck I'm fromWe got, dues to pay, new tools to sprayWho's to say, Bleek won't make news todayYou know the ooze'll spray if you refuse to payAnd I move the yae nigga day by day
HOOK
