Lirik Lagu Soopaman Luva 5 (Part II) - Redman
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- 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.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
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[Redman]Aiyyo yo fuck that!Aiyyo I gotta find my motherfuckin mojoAiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble c'mere nigga!Aiyyo start it off while I tell you how it went down
Yo, yoPut the drop down, get your smoke onGet your feel on, are you feeling?Get your girl on, get your squeeze onGet your bus on, are you chilling?Are you wheeling, are you feeling?How you feeling?And we gon' hooo-oooh-ooh(Tell me what you doin)
C'mon, yo yo-yo yo, yo yoI had to put the mash down, throw the cash aroundStay focused, on the case put the hash downJetted through the air about five miles per hourMy mojo gone I can't fly like I wannaBut this case is easy, find that motherfucker thatcouldn't wait to be me, put his face on TVFrom the tec blow, I asked my ex-hoesPass off some info for a pair of X.O.'sWrite the check low, I don't do thatI told you that shit before when I boned your backNow I'm back to square one, and everybody hatinSo I popped the flare gun, now they all escapinRan into Gator, from _Jungle Fever_He's my people and my neighbor, I said I need a favorHe said for ten dollars, and for ten Whoppersfrom Burger King, I'll tell you the nigga who gotchaGave him what he wanted plus the extra large fryHe said blue eyes, blonde hair, a white guyI said... what the fuck goin on?A white guy interruptin my fuck flowin on?So I copped some new ammo, reloaded my flare gunStalkin like Rambo, mixed with CommandoGator pushed the ten-speed bike, I'm on the handleCrashed into somethin cause he high off my man blowI jumped up and backtracked myselfWho's the last hoe I fucked or throat I cut?I said wait a minute, yo, that bitch Jane on the prowl againI bet she up to no good, actin foul againYeah, yeah, it ain't nuttin, I get her if I want herMatter of fact I'm gonna cause she live around the cornerI walked up scared with my hands on my flares and my armorcause she bring drama like Jeffrey DahmerBut I heard fuckin all the way from the bottomI'm like, damn she yellin!Kinda made me jealousKnocked on the door enragedlike a broke-ass rapper, at a label that ain't toured in daysDo it clown, before I count to four nowCause if I hit five them flares'll blow your door downI heard the zipper zip up, and they was tryin to runSo I re-clipped the clip up, and blew it before oneFREEZE MOTHERFUCKERS, I jumped on Jane backI WANT THE CHEESE MOTHERFUCKERS, and my name backWe tusslin, fightin, bitin skin and rustlinSlaps in the face, chokes with the belt buckle andher knees bucklin, I thought to myself"Where's that motherfuckin white guy she was fuckin?" thenright out the blue {*CLANG!*} Owww! {*birds chirpin*}Who dat?Who dere?
.. (this program will be continued)
Yo, yoPut the drop down, get your smoke onGet your feel on, are you feeling?Get your girl on, get your squeeze onGet your bus on, are you chilling?Are you wheeling, are you feeling?How you feeling?And we gon' hooo-oooh-ooh(Tell me what you doin)
C'mon, yo yo-yo yo, yo yoI had to put the mash down, throw the cash aroundStay focused, on the case put the hash downJetted through the air about five miles per hourMy mojo gone I can't fly like I wannaBut this case is easy, find that motherfucker thatcouldn't wait to be me, put his face on TVFrom the tec blow, I asked my ex-hoesPass off some info for a pair of X.O.'sWrite the check low, I don't do thatI told you that shit before when I boned your backNow I'm back to square one, and everybody hatinSo I popped the flare gun, now they all escapinRan into Gator, from _Jungle Fever_He's my people and my neighbor, I said I need a favorHe said for ten dollars, and for ten Whoppersfrom Burger King, I'll tell you the nigga who gotchaGave him what he wanted plus the extra large fryHe said blue eyes, blonde hair, a white guyI said... what the fuck goin on?A white guy interruptin my fuck flowin on?So I copped some new ammo, reloaded my flare gunStalkin like Rambo, mixed with CommandoGator pushed the ten-speed bike, I'm on the handleCrashed into somethin cause he high off my man blowI jumped up and backtracked myselfWho's the last hoe I fucked or throat I cut?I said wait a minute, yo, that bitch Jane on the prowl againI bet she up to no good, actin foul againYeah, yeah, it ain't nuttin, I get her if I want herMatter of fact I'm gonna cause she live around the cornerI walked up scared with my hands on my flares and my armorcause she bring drama like Jeffrey DahmerBut I heard fuckin all the way from the bottomI'm like, damn she yellin!Kinda made me jealousKnocked on the door enragedlike a broke-ass rapper, at a label that ain't toured in daysDo it clown, before I count to four nowCause if I hit five them flares'll blow your door downI heard the zipper zip up, and they was tryin to runSo I re-clipped the clip up, and blew it before oneFREEZE MOTHERFUCKERS, I jumped on Jane backI WANT THE CHEESE MOTHERFUCKERS, and my name backWe tusslin, fightin, bitin skin and rustlinSlaps in the face, chokes with the belt buckle andher knees bucklin, I thought to myself"Where's that motherfuckin white guy she was fuckin?" thenright out the blue {*CLANG!*} Owww! {*birds chirpin*}Who dat?Who dere?
.. (this program will be continued)
