Lirik Lagu Where Have You Been - Jay-Z
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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.
[Beanie Sigel]Damn how am I gonna say this shit?hey... hey dad, yeah it's your boyremember me? I wanna talk to you scrap
I remember being kicked out the house'cause I looked just like youSaid I'd be nothing but a crookjust like youThe niggaz in the hood was shookWhere the just like you'Cause all they said was little whitey lookI'm just like youBut dog I can't see it at all, shitWe never kicked it at allWe never pitched or kicked at a balldog, you never taught me shithow to fight, ride a bike, fix a flatnone of that sorts of shitNigga you was an abusive popsfuck you left me out to dry, stuckgotta teach news to boxgotta teach news to bopand that aint the half of it manI gotta teach news to blockIt's about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)sit down let me tell you 'bout your fatherless sonshow they grew to be men and father they sonsfather they daughtersnigga, you left a fatherless daughterI never follow your ordersnigga you make me sickpussy you could....oohhow you gonna leave these memories in the back of my mindI can see it clear as day you smackin my momI 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9put it in my palm when I was youngand said that would be mine, you turned me outthe reason why I hit the blockreason why I tried to hit them copsreason why I started hittin shotsreason why I started gettin lickedand drinkin syrup and skippin courtginger bread man never think of gettin caughtlook at your hand man damn you foughtnigga you left my momleft us with no good-bye'syou left us out to dryyou left us with no letters, notes, (nothing!) no repliesno digits numbers was unlistedyou left us with some of my loneliest nightnigga some of my hungriest nightsshit, one of the reasons for years (shit embarrasin)damn we used to think money was whiteyeah yo
I remember being kicked out the house'cause I looked just like youSaid I'd be nothing but a crookjust like youThe niggaz in the hood was shookWhere the just like you'Cause all they said was little whitey lookI'm just like youBut dog I can't see it at all, shitWe never kicked it at allWe never pitched or kicked at a balldog, you never taught me shithow to fight, ride a bike, fix a flatnone of that sorts of shitNigga you was an abusive popsfuck you left me out to dry, stuckgotta teach news to boxgotta teach news to bopand that aint the half of it manI gotta teach news to blockIt's about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)sit down let me tell you 'bout your fatherless sonshow they grew to be men and father they sonsfather they daughtersnigga, you left a fatherless daughterI never follow your ordersnigga you make me sickpussy you could....oohhow you gonna leave these memories in the back of my mindI can see it clear as day you smackin my momI 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9put it in my palm when I was youngand said that would be mine, you turned me outthe reason why I hit the blockreason why I tried to hit them copsreason why I started hittin shotsreason why I started gettin lickedand drinkin syrup and skippin courtginger bread man never think of gettin caughtlook at your hand man damn you foughtnigga you left my momleft us with no good-bye'syou left us out to dryyou left us with no letters, notes, (nothing!) no repliesno digits numbers was unlistedyou left us with some of my loneliest nightnigga some of my hungriest nightsshit, one of the reasons for years (shit embarrasin)damn we used to think money was whiteyeah yo
