Lirik Lagu Still the Same Nigga - MC Ren
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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.
";Hey pull over there dawg them my niggaz over there";";Aight";";What up niggaz? Y'all seen that punk ass nigga Ren?";";Yeah that nigga came through yesterday";";Y'all seen that nigga video?";";Na, I ain't seen that nigga's shit yet man";";Man, that nigga's shit whack any way, aight dawg";";Aight nigga";
";Hey nigga put this in";";Though you didn't like that nigga, man why you always listenin' to his shit";";'Cause nigga, I'm on his nuts fool, just turn that shit up";";Man pass me the phone, yeah man what's happenin'?";";Yeah, so, we be there in a minute";
";Hey man, turn on the TV";";Yeah nigga roll up that weed";";Fool, you got some papers?";";Yeah it's in the room on the dresser";";Hey man I don't see 'em";";Hey man look in the closet";";OH!! Damn nigga, what the fuck you doin' in the closet, fool?Scared the fuck outta me, whassup?";[BANG!!!]
(CHORUS)(repeated)And check it out y'all (Yo, I'm still the same nigga)
This nigga be creepin' on fools all day and nightI got determined millimeters nigga, fuck a fight'Cause niggaz don't scrap no mo', that's a no noFools get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot'Cause bitch made niggaz get fucked like a hoBut be outta work like that nigga Arsenio'Cause niggaz be talkin' shit behind my backWishin' they could get they hands sweatty on my nut sackI ain't from Ohio, but I'm a playerSo pussy ass niggaz what the fuck ya gotta say aPoppa gotta brand new bag when I rock'Cause niggaz on the corner sellin' shit out the ziplockUh, but me and my niggaz sit back and relaxWhile I fuck it up bustin' on them tight ass tracksYeah, you niggaz know where you can find meI'm kickin' back in Compton with my niggaz behind meStill the same nigga
(CHORUS)
I used to be a magician, but a nigga gave up tricks'Cause my assistance was fuckin' too many dicksSo I start my mission, leave my residenceFuck it, nigga makin' dead presidentsBut niggaz be wantin' they hands in my pocket say gimmeFor a penny, all they feelin' is the jimmyLike Rick James I'm bustin' out on the funkNothin' up my sleeve, the shit is in the trunkBut don't make me bop that shit, and it's on'Cause I can get rocky like Sylvester StalloneNiggaz shootin' stones, motherfuck a slyIf I wanted to I could hit ya with my third eyeThen you'll be in a deep sleepSo bring the band by, 'cause nigga chokin' like I mad flyI'm still takin' niggaz outWith the shit that's droppin' out my mouth'Cause, I'm still the same nigga
(CHORUS)
Yeah minute you win it, a nigga ain't a loserIt's a black nigga hittin' corners on a beach cruiserOr you might catch a nigga in a Chevy'Cause my motherfuckin' shit is so heavyRap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no playWhen I'm rollin' in the 4-54 in L.A.Fuck the radio and they formatI got bitch made nigga killa wrote on my doormatSo niggaz don't ring my bellI gotta bad attitude and I'm mad as hell'Cause I break God damn necks with my rhymesNiggaz in the street don't wanna fuck with mineDevil's be askin' what I didTell 'em I make funky ass records, plus I built pyramidsBut niggaz in the streets I'm a good fellaIn the trench like Gotti, and the umbrellaStill the same nigga
(CHORUS)
";Hey nigga put this in";";Though you didn't like that nigga, man why you always listenin' to his shit";";'Cause nigga, I'm on his nuts fool, just turn that shit up";";Man pass me the phone, yeah man what's happenin'?";";Yeah, so, we be there in a minute";
";Hey man, turn on the TV";";Yeah nigga roll up that weed";";Fool, you got some papers?";";Yeah it's in the room on the dresser";";Hey man I don't see 'em";";Hey man look in the closet";";OH!! Damn nigga, what the fuck you doin' in the closet, fool?Scared the fuck outta me, whassup?";[BANG!!!]
(CHORUS)(repeated)And check it out y'all (Yo, I'm still the same nigga)
This nigga be creepin' on fools all day and nightI got determined millimeters nigga, fuck a fight'Cause niggaz don't scrap no mo', that's a no noFools get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot'Cause bitch made niggaz get fucked like a hoBut be outta work like that nigga Arsenio'Cause niggaz be talkin' shit behind my backWishin' they could get they hands sweatty on my nut sackI ain't from Ohio, but I'm a playerSo pussy ass niggaz what the fuck ya gotta say aPoppa gotta brand new bag when I rock'Cause niggaz on the corner sellin' shit out the ziplockUh, but me and my niggaz sit back and relaxWhile I fuck it up bustin' on them tight ass tracksYeah, you niggaz know where you can find meI'm kickin' back in Compton with my niggaz behind meStill the same nigga
(CHORUS)
I used to be a magician, but a nigga gave up tricks'Cause my assistance was fuckin' too many dicksSo I start my mission, leave my residenceFuck it, nigga makin' dead presidentsBut niggaz be wantin' they hands in my pocket say gimmeFor a penny, all they feelin' is the jimmyLike Rick James I'm bustin' out on the funkNothin' up my sleeve, the shit is in the trunkBut don't make me bop that shit, and it's on'Cause I can get rocky like Sylvester StalloneNiggaz shootin' stones, motherfuck a slyIf I wanted to I could hit ya with my third eyeThen you'll be in a deep sleepSo bring the band by, 'cause nigga chokin' like I mad flyI'm still takin' niggaz outWith the shit that's droppin' out my mouth'Cause, I'm still the same nigga
(CHORUS)
Yeah minute you win it, a nigga ain't a loserIt's a black nigga hittin' corners on a beach cruiserOr you might catch a nigga in a Chevy'Cause my motherfuckin' shit is so heavyRap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no playWhen I'm rollin' in the 4-54 in L.A.Fuck the radio and they formatI got bitch made nigga killa wrote on my doormatSo niggaz don't ring my bellI gotta bad attitude and I'm mad as hell'Cause I break God damn necks with my rhymesNiggaz in the street don't wanna fuck with mineDevil's be askin' what I didTell 'em I make funky ass records, plus I built pyramidsBut niggaz in the streets I'm a good fellaIn the trench like Gotti, and the umbrellaStill the same nigga
(CHORUS)
