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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.
Verse One: Big Boi
In the zone like Keyser Soze always the Usual SuspectNo check all I got in this game is my respectand Southern pride I be checkin my fuckin headScared lookin up in your face boi I see deadIf you test like SAT then I guess that we may be enemiesIn the P's freestyles be freebiesI be that wrong nigga to fuck with wouldn't IWouldn't I be the wrong one to try never eating chicken thighsOnly the twenty piece mojo, flow zone like Flo JoI wanted to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe goThe beat hit like Beat Street, Krush Groove and BreakinNever bakin, rebukin Satan, we had you waitinFor the Second Coming funny how time flies when you're rhyminLa-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that perfect timinto be doper than Sadaam believe the Nation of IslamFuck the police and the dogs, sniffin that dope up out your carI think they overstep they boundariesO.J., not guilty, that's how they found he
Verse Two: Andre
I felt the pressure like sun shinin, while raining at the same timeI kept on rhymin, not complaininStorm bringing cats and dogs my catalog be the size of golf ballsThrow up your Daisy Dukes I'm Hazzard-ous to all you Boss HoggsAnd Roscoe P. Col' people, who could boost my locomotiveBut enough of that everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed taI use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme Icompose won't y'all get sick of that, cause I know I do when I hear thoseFlows that ain't hip-hop, you find that shit in the gift shopBut to each his own, my speech is gon', keep that shit up outta my zoneLong as you happy then I'm happyEven if you just hate my fuckin guts go 'head and dap meCause I'm gon' dap you anyway and then go home and pray for yo' ass laterCause we might need you in this war I'm wailin on you traitorsLike that...