Lirik Lagu Da Heavies - Raekwon
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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.
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Yo, Licatta cocktails, Bentleys, and oxtailsCatch me with the Grecian of whales, a redbone rat, what's happening?Her ratchet ways, I had to just tame that, flip the Mulsanne backBetter off buying a jail, the luxury shit, Pakistan chef, and repsSo they can coach brothers to read scriptures and play chessLouis the XIV, pour me no ice in itAll I need's a warcoat, brand-new LouisThree dice and shit, then breeze, next lecture handle these jeansAbout frontin' on the street level, God-given the means
Prophetically that, unless I take my sanity backDon't need to shoppin' at Short Hills, Sup' bought out the BachsThese little niggas with jewels on, they get passesI sat in the White House, passing laws, these Cubans are my mastersDrip to the final drop, hoursExtort every big league and niggas stay paid, give them their flowers
It feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyWho is Louis Rich the III?It feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyLex DiamondsIt feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyWho is Louis Rich the III?It feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyLex Diamonds
Jumpsuits and ostrichCartridges get released, all shoulder strapsFootwear Ellesse, we live for the momentGloves on, flying with homiesThe realest section alive, God, niggas be phoniesYo, swordsmen, silks importedY'all are filth, I caught itWe the real drip, don't get extortedYo, I'm back at it, calling my clap at itWillies in black PateksBlack kicks moving in black CaddiesThe wildest of the foulestMy charisma making hits is massiveBlasted off the chaliceAll hail the real, just kneelLet 'em smoke these scallopsWelcome in, let me show you my palace
It feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyWho is Louis Rich the III?It feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyLex DiamondsIt feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyWho is Louis Rich the III?It feel good, don't it? Compliments from yours, trulyLex Diamonds
