Lirik Lagu 4 Seasons - Method Man
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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.
RedmanBitch!Brick City, yoYo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since youngAt 8 paint chips the rare moon ----That pair mics, my maintenanceI battle you and then me and Meth exchange shiftsFor money, to your house arrest ankletI take it all, if not, here's a thousandBricks, be shooting fair ones with bail bonds menI'm constant, on that paper chaseBlow zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8Doc serve to you to liquor in the plateBattle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe yaFire thrown to the roof of you apartmentHit 95 then I hide with the WaltonsDown South, the forty-four feelaI'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo niggaI'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho niggaWestside highway running, homo nigga
LL Cool J & Method Man:I'm the sultan of the ghettoThe homicidal aficionadoI empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uhWhen I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravelI got the heat right here, we ain't got to travelI'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losersI knew my longevity confuse yaBig paper game, come on run into these flamesRecognize the power of the royal King JamesPhantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces like they drinking GuinnessWhen they realize I'm not finishedI've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uhBeen eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair, honeys sippin' rainbow coloreddrinksBlack thugs with white minks, ready to jack the brinkBend your little wifee over help her stretch out the kinksThat's why ya niggaz freeze when I step up in the buildingThe Godfather's here giving blessings to his childrenCarrots shine, the world all mineCan't believe these cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymesOr bodies they collect, black Gotti shot a techThem gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulanceCats ain't live, look up in my eyes
LL Cool J & Method Man:I'm the sultan of the ghettoThe homicidal aficionadoI empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uhWhen I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravelI got the heat right here, we ain't got to travelI'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losersI knew my longevity confuse yaBig paper game, come on run into these flamesRecognize the power of the royal King JamesPhantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces like they drinking GuinnessWhen they realize I'm not finishedI've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uhBeen eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair, honeys sippin' rainbow coloreddrinksBlack thugs with white minks, ready to jack the brinkBend your little wifee over help her stretch out the kinksThat's why ya niggaz freeze when I step up in the buildingThe Godfather's here giving blessings to his childrenCarrots shine, the world all mineCan't believe these cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymesOr bodies they collect, black Gotti shot a techThem gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulanceCats ain't live, look up in my eyes
