Lirik Lagu Imaginary Player - Jay-Z
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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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TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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YeahI mean likeI gotta be like the pioneer to this shit you knowI was popping that Cristalwhen all y'all niggaz thought it was beer and shit you knowWearing that platinum shitwhen all y'all chicks thought it was silver and shitI got to be the pioneer of this shitBottom lineI'm going to show you how to do itCheck it
Verse One:
I spit that other shitThat's the nice motherfucker shitFed time follow me around, deed cover shit niggaYou beer money, I'm all year moneyI'm popping, you ain't got to count it, it's all there moneyI never change money 'cause niggas got strange moneyKnocked up, marked up, fucked up in the game moneyI got bail money, XXL moneyYou got flash now, one time we'll reveal moneyI spit the hottest shit, you need it I got it shitThat down South Master P, Bout It Bout It shitI got blood money, straight up thug moneyThat brown paper bag under your mattress drug moneyYou got show dough, little to no doughSell a bunch of records and you still owe doughI got 900 and 96 plus 4 more doughYou crazy, you full gazy, and loco with dough papo
Chorus: (4x)
Imaginary Players
Verse Two:
And now you got these young cats acting like they slung catsAll in they dumb rap, talking about how they fun stacksWhen I see them in the street, I don't see none of thatBad playboy, where the fuck is the hummer at?Where is all the ice with all the platinum under that?Those ain't rolex diamonds, what the fuck you done to that?Y'all rapping-ass niggas, y'all funny to meSelling records, being you but still you want to be meI guess for every buck you make it's like a hundred for meAnd still you running around thinking you got something on meBut I done did itAnd y'all want to take my flow, and run with itThat's cool, I was the first one with itOriginal, jiggas the future flow digitalStill busting a gat when she gets criticalSit it down, I don't want y'all to get it confusedI rip it down, like I ain't got nothing to lose
Chorus
Verse Three:
Groupies I leave them all fuckedNiggas - all struckYour single was 99 cents, mines was 4 bucksLast year, when niggas thought it was all upBut this year I've done it again, jigga!What the fuckNigga stop whining, jigga, still shiningNiggas kept complaining so I copped more diamondsRock more Versace, ain't nothing sweetI'll still throw tree in your body, flea in the partyY'all can't go with me, nope, flow with meBad bitches, idolicy, I boss them though with meI flow like the 5 series, inverious eariousAnd blow holes in your weak niggas theoriesIt's funny how one verse can fuck up the gameYou bought a 4.0 you better get your changeAin't no platinum in those cardiarres, switch your frameAin't no manicures on board, then switch your plane
Chorus
Verse One:
I spit that other shitThat's the nice motherfucker shitFed time follow me around, deed cover shit niggaYou beer money, I'm all year moneyI'm popping, you ain't got to count it, it's all there moneyI never change money 'cause niggas got strange moneyKnocked up, marked up, fucked up in the game moneyI got bail money, XXL moneyYou got flash now, one time we'll reveal moneyI spit the hottest shit, you need it I got it shitThat down South Master P, Bout It Bout It shitI got blood money, straight up thug moneyThat brown paper bag under your mattress drug moneyYou got show dough, little to no doughSell a bunch of records and you still owe doughI got 900 and 96 plus 4 more doughYou crazy, you full gazy, and loco with dough papo
Chorus: (4x)
Imaginary Players
Verse Two:
And now you got these young cats acting like they slung catsAll in they dumb rap, talking about how they fun stacksWhen I see them in the street, I don't see none of thatBad playboy, where the fuck is the hummer at?Where is all the ice with all the platinum under that?Those ain't rolex diamonds, what the fuck you done to that?Y'all rapping-ass niggas, y'all funny to meSelling records, being you but still you want to be meI guess for every buck you make it's like a hundred for meAnd still you running around thinking you got something on meBut I done did itAnd y'all want to take my flow, and run with itThat's cool, I was the first one with itOriginal, jiggas the future flow digitalStill busting a gat when she gets criticalSit it down, I don't want y'all to get it confusedI rip it down, like I ain't got nothing to lose
Chorus
Verse Three:
Groupies I leave them all fuckedNiggas - all struckYour single was 99 cents, mines was 4 bucksLast year, when niggas thought it was all upBut this year I've done it again, jigga!What the fuckNigga stop whining, jigga, still shiningNiggas kept complaining so I copped more diamondsRock more Versace, ain't nothing sweetI'll still throw tree in your body, flea in the partyY'all can't go with me, nope, flow with meBad bitches, idolicy, I boss them though with meI flow like the 5 series, inverious eariousAnd blow holes in your weak niggas theoriesIt's funny how one verse can fuck up the gameYou bought a 4.0 you better get your changeAin't no platinum in those cardiarres, switch your frameAin't no manicures on board, then switch your plane
Chorus
