Lirik Lagu Grinder - Kevin Gates
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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.
Because I'm a grinderI get money for real
Let the light hit on the iceThe chain keeps swingingLove women with ass but they names keep changingMove a lot of wayMy section ain't safeDefinitely protective of any physical preferenceMight forget to pray but get much respect up in heavenGraw got a loud soundMake them bow downBlinded by the silver liningIn the grown cloudYou ain't wylinOkay you don't bounceYou get blown blownTryna' frown like you won't get foundSomewhere down townBy a killer in the inner seatAnd where you ride around
For a long time I been getting paperI could never mind stepping on you hatersSee I don't know what you think but they feel I'm retawdidKnow it's a name for it but I don't know what to call it
For a long time I been getting paperI got my money right, bitch get out the way
Because I'm a grinderI get money for real
Being the subject of the reprocutionWhere they blans roundYou ain't busting it ain't no discussionYou can stand downFirst I tell my home boyPoint me and his bitch outThen I let my pants sagThen I pull my dick outTurn my phone offDon't want no phone callsToo many womenThey get sick me with them phone callsIt go ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ringBut my mind is on hustlingWhen I was dead brokeWeren't nobody trying to fuck with meNow I dead gamePeople try to get in touch with meNow my dreads hangI ain't ringing in the city streetsYou mad because your kids and your baby momma feeling me
For a long time I been getting paperI could never stepping on you hatersMy home boy tripping because he's an alcoholicKnow it's a name for it but I don't know what to call it
Because I'm a grinderI get money for real
For a long time I been getting paperI could never stepping on you haters
Let the light hit on the iceThe chain keeps swingingLove women with ass but they names keep changingMove a lot of wayMy section ain't safeDefinitely protective of any physical preferenceMight forget to pray but get much respect up in heavenGraw got a loud soundMake them bow downBlinded by the silver liningIn the grown cloudYou ain't wylinOkay you don't bounceYou get blown blownTryna' frown like you won't get foundSomewhere down townBy a killer in the inner seatAnd where you ride around
For a long time I been getting paperI could never mind stepping on you hatersSee I don't know what you think but they feel I'm retawdidKnow it's a name for it but I don't know what to call it
For a long time I been getting paperI got my money right, bitch get out the way
Because I'm a grinderI get money for real
Being the subject of the reprocutionWhere they blans roundYou ain't busting it ain't no discussionYou can stand downFirst I tell my home boyPoint me and his bitch outThen I let my pants sagThen I pull my dick outTurn my phone offDon't want no phone callsToo many womenThey get sick me with them phone callsIt go ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ringBut my mind is on hustlingWhen I was dead brokeWeren't nobody trying to fuck with meNow I dead gamePeople try to get in touch with meNow my dreads hangI ain't ringing in the city streetsYou mad because your kids and your baby momma feeling me
For a long time I been getting paperI could never stepping on you hatersMy home boy tripping because he's an alcoholicKnow it's a name for it but I don't know what to call it
Because I'm a grinderI get money for real
For a long time I been getting paperI could never stepping on you haters
