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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.

Verse 1: (Boobonic)

First of all I'm a T-H-U-G
Boobonic nigga, who the fuck you be?
If you don't really want this block then move over
so you don't get big weight and lose it like Oprah
caught a case down South in V.A. court
the game change every year like EA Sport
you see now they got platinum, mad you got gold?
my corner's like the Beatles nigga, get your rock and roll
niggas mad 'cause the Feds stay on me 'cause they in cars
mad 'cause I oversee the Projects like A&R's
try not to do hits myself, I order that
while you cooked Four and a half and got a quarter back
you play the tough guy role good, I ought to clap
and did alot of rappin' too, I should've bought a track
I had to check this comb in your rug, checkin' for soil
got popped while you was under your hood checkin' your oil.

Verse 2: (The Clipse)

I graduated from Eight balls to blow thats cake size
match me grand for grand and lets make these stakes rise
mahavaji rich, in Egypt with eight wives
while my fam rocks links and medallions thats plate size
you up against The Clipse, believe theres no chance
what you feel about hollows piercin' through your throat glands?
see, I sweet talk the Devil, take him on a slow dance
while your hardcore posse's is extras and road hands
get your Fifty deep, us rollin' in Convoys
you fuckin' with grown Men and y'all is young boys
love double action, pack anything with loud noise
as we kidnap your partners and use 'em as decoys.

Chorus -
If y'all ain't got guns (I don't represent you)
if you ain't got coke (I don't represent you)
if you ain't got dough (I don't represent you)
fuck ya clique and that bullshit you been through
(repeat)

Verse 3: (Mr. Mr.)

I never hold back, I cock back and twist ya
I never been shot mothafucka, it's Mista
I scream who's coke? who's whip is that?
I want the ma

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