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Lirik Take A Good Look - Lloyd Banks
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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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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.
Chorus 1x
Nigga take a good look at this
Princess cuts on my neck and my wrist
Them other niggaz can't do it like this
I love my niggaz I don't love no bitch
I get tha pussy everywhere I go
And every nigga around me got dough
Give me a box of cigars and hydro
G-UNIT-CLICK-YOU-KNOW!!
Ima show you niggaz how to leave an impression my flow is amazin'
?? this I belong with the cavemen
See most niggaz round' here go in the pavement
That's why I smoke so much I don't know where today went
They fascinated by the way my show on the stage went
Bitch I'm a perfect way to blow an engagement
To stop me you gotta put teams and diamonds on me
My money long, I need machines to count it for me
I'm glad, they want us dead
But keep runnin' ya mouth and go home with more slices than a bag a' Wonderbread
I'm America's nightmare: Young, black, and chipped up
Plannin' to put more than one plat-num hit up
Standin around where tha bums at and gripped up
Layin in tha town where they pump crack and cripped up
See everybody knows you stole that tone
Sold a bunch a' records now you scared to go back home (OOHH!!)
Chorus 1x
You know tha kid stay with his Nike's new, tha throwback is light blue
Came out around the time, my grandmother graduated high school
Most these rap niggaz softer than Ja Rule
And they've been in and out as many walkmans as I do
Take time, to figure out who's walkin' beside you
Cause this sonic can feel like a fork when inside you
You mad, cause ya bitch like us
And all of my records get thumbs up, like I'm ridin' by hitchikers
Stumblin' out the G4, cause that's how tha stars land
Shit I prolly been through more trees than Tarzan
On tha road, tha hoes take a look at tha cars and
It's back tha hotel: titties and bras man
Tha new "STRAP DON"
You might call me ignorant, but if you cow you belong in tha Phat Farm
When tha lights get bigger I act calm
Prolly cause Im a light skinned nigga with black arms (F
UCKA!!)
Chorus 1x
Nigga take a good look at this
Princess cuts on my neck and my wrist
Them other niggaz can't do it like this
I love my niggaz I don't love no bitch
I get tha pussy everywhere I go
And every nigga around me got dough
Give me a box of cigars and hydro
G-UNIT-CLICK-YOU-KNOW!!
Ima show you niggaz how to leave an impression my flow is amazin'
?? this I belong with the cavemen
See most niggaz round' here go in the pavement
That's why I smoke so much I don't know where today went
They fascinated by the way my show on the stage went
Bitch I'm a perfect way to blow an engagement
To stop me you gotta put teams and diamonds on me
My money long, I need machines to count it for me
I'm glad, they want us dead
But keep runnin' ya mouth and go home with more slices than a bag a' Wonderbread
I'm America's nightmare: Young, black, and chipped up
Plannin' to put more than one plat-num hit up
Standin around where tha bums at and gripped up
Layin in tha town where they pump crack and cripped up
See everybody knows you stole that tone
Sold a bunch a' records now you scared to go back home (OOHH!!)
Chorus 1x
You know tha kid stay with his Nike's new, tha throwback is light blue
Came out around the time, my grandmother graduated high school
Most these rap niggaz softer than Ja Rule
And they've been in and out as many walkmans as I do
Take time, to figure out who's walkin' beside you
Cause this sonic can feel like a fork when inside you
You mad, cause ya bitch like us
And all of my records get thumbs up, like I'm ridin' by hitchikers
Stumblin' out the G4, cause that's how tha stars land
Shit I prolly been through more trees than Tarzan
On tha road, tha hoes take a look at tha cars and
It's back tha hotel: titties and bras man
Tha new "STRAP DON"
You might call me ignorant, but if you cow you belong in tha Phat Farm
When tha lights get bigger I act calm
Prolly cause Im a light skinned nigga with black arms (F
UCKA!!)
Chorus 1x
