Lirik Lagu Won't Ez Up Tonight - Krayzie Bone
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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.
ChorusScandalous,scandalous,scandalousScandalous niggas wont ease up tonightNiggas on the street dont sleep until we eat itWe won't ease up tonighteven if it means we got to pop 'emFor the profit,we drop 'emThey,they,they die,they die,they dieMurda mo'Kill some moreMurda mo'Gotta kill some more
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalousScandalous niggas wont ease up tonightAll my niggas better get that cashuntil we get the cashwe wont ease up tonighteven if it means we got to pop 'emFor the profit we drop 'emThey,they,they die,they die,they dieMurda mo'Kill some moreMurda mo'Gotta kill some mo'
verse 1:Oh,we dont have no moneyWe gotta get money for food on the tableFor feedin the younginsWe steadily strugglin thugginBroke and we sellin more dopeBoth the dummies and dum-dumsCome on backPurchase some moreNow whether we mobbin or stick up a storeFin to get us some doughMy niggas desperateWe aint ate shit since yesterdaybut we got a gauge and plenty of shellsI'm smellin money--cash money(money,money,money)First baller we seeWe run and buck himDon't give him a chance to reachall up under his seatNow,what if he pull out some heat?Shit,then we really got to kill himAint even worth it my niggaGive up the doughDont flex!My nigga dont try to be no heroand be glad we only shot you in your legsCould have been your headNow what if that there victim was me?Gettin robbed by these niggas that weused to beId be muthafuckin dead!
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Verse 2:You know what we doin up on them police?We never did love themMuthafucka we buck 'emWe lucky they diepullin that heat and beat 'emGet your pump and we kill 'em all until we riseIf youre feelin mePick up your shit,niggaCause it's realer than realer,than realer,than realer,than realer thanmost of them niggasYoure rollin with them niggas,hoesAnd im knowin thisPump up the revolutionNigga,we go when you comeJoin us in a battle and victoryGo down in historyThis aint no mysteryFuck 'emLet the law endCause we simply get the raw endCoffins openDump 'em all inWe can get down on them po-poWhen we finishedThey aint trippin no moreGet readyLeave one of us (?)So my troopers got something to hope forWhen we rumble,crash,collideNow we lockin up the enemyWhat that guy did to me was crude and rudeAnd dont give a fuck about rulesWe done been screwedBeen runnin the streets to longWe know every corner,cut,and alleySo when youre patrollinDont pull over the wrong CaddyNever knowin whats on our mindsWere steadily bustin at these po-poFor the hard times
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Money,money,moneyShit dont be funny when you aint got nomoney (money,money)Bein rich is the shit cause you live solovely (lovely,lovely)Never have to worryAbout where you gon sleep or be hungry(hungry,hungry)But that's only if you got money(money,money)Ooh,ooh,oohIf murda makes me richerThen ill be a killa
Chorus
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalousScandalous niggas wont ease up tonightAll my niggas better get that cashuntil we get the cashwe wont ease up tonighteven if it means we got to pop 'emFor the profit we drop 'emThey,they,they die,they die,they dieMurda mo'Kill some moreMurda mo'Gotta kill some mo'
verse 1:Oh,we dont have no moneyWe gotta get money for food on the tableFor feedin the younginsWe steadily strugglin thugginBroke and we sellin more dopeBoth the dummies and dum-dumsCome on backPurchase some moreNow whether we mobbin or stick up a storeFin to get us some doughMy niggas desperateWe aint ate shit since yesterdaybut we got a gauge and plenty of shellsI'm smellin money--cash money(money,money,money)First baller we seeWe run and buck himDon't give him a chance to reachall up under his seatNow,what if he pull out some heat?Shit,then we really got to kill himAint even worth it my niggaGive up the doughDont flex!My nigga dont try to be no heroand be glad we only shot you in your legsCould have been your headNow what if that there victim was me?Gettin robbed by these niggas that weused to beId be muthafuckin dead!
Chorus
Verse 2:You know what we doin up on them police?We never did love themMuthafucka we buck 'emWe lucky they diepullin that heat and beat 'emGet your pump and we kill 'em all until we riseIf youre feelin mePick up your shit,niggaCause it's realer than realer,than realer,than realer,than realer thanmost of them niggasYoure rollin with them niggas,hoesAnd im knowin thisPump up the revolutionNigga,we go when you comeJoin us in a battle and victoryGo down in historyThis aint no mysteryFuck 'emLet the law endCause we simply get the raw endCoffins openDump 'em all inWe can get down on them po-poWhen we finishedThey aint trippin no moreGet readyLeave one of us (?)So my troopers got something to hope forWhen we rumble,crash,collideNow we lockin up the enemyWhat that guy did to me was crude and rudeAnd dont give a fuck about rulesWe done been screwedBeen runnin the streets to longWe know every corner,cut,and alleySo when youre patrollinDont pull over the wrong CaddyNever knowin whats on our mindsWere steadily bustin at these po-poFor the hard times
Chorus
Money,money,moneyShit dont be funny when you aint got nomoney (money,money)Bein rich is the shit cause you live solovely (lovely,lovely)Never have to worryAbout where you gon sleep or be hungry(hungry,hungry)But that's only if you got money(money,money)Ooh,ooh,oohIf murda makes me richerThen ill be a killa
Chorus
