Lirik Lagu 100 Black Coffins - Rick Ross
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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.
"Oh, now you are one lucky nigger""You better listen to your boss, white boy""Oh, I'mma go walking in the moonlight with you""You wanna hold my hand?""Hahaha"
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad menA hundred black graves so I can lay they ass inI need a hundred black preachers with a black sermon to tellFrom a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hellI need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins, oh lordI need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, oh lord, black coffinsI need a hundred
I seen a hundred niggas dieI put that on my life, lord, I wouldn't tell a lieUnless it had to do with mine, in the middle of the nightKillas coming for your life, all he wanna do is shineI broke off the chains, only the realest remainSee you praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the painSeen a brother get slain, for a job full of changeYet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy KaneIs you a cat or a mouse, keep them rats out the houseBattle scars on my back, nigga, tattoos all aroundHundred dead bitches, hundred black coffinsMoney on his head, bitch, I'm trynna make a fortune
I seen a hundred women burnAs they stood firm, treat a nigga like a germWhat did she do to deserve, put me on the farmPig's feet in the jar, serve it to me warmAny questions, they hang 'em, better pray for DjangoGot me working in fields, too many years, it get fatalAll I want is my woman, such a wonderful motherOn the days that it rain, her smile bright like a summerOur revenge is the sweetest, bitch, cuz I'm comingGot to die in my arms for what you did to my motherHundred dead bitches, hundred black coffinsTwelve gauge shotgun, chest full of copper, boom
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad menA hundred black graves so I can lay they ass inI need a hundred black preachers with a black sermon to tellFrom a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hellI need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins, oh lordI need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, oh lord, black coffinsI need a hundred
I seen a hundred niggas dieI put that on my life, lord, I wouldn't tell a lieUnless it had to do with mine, in the middle of the nightKillas coming for your life, all he wanna do is shineI broke off the chains, only the realest remainSee you praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the painSeen a brother get slain, for a job full of changeYet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy KaneIs you a cat or a mouse, keep them rats out the houseBattle scars on my back, nigga, tattoos all aroundHundred dead bitches, hundred black coffinsMoney on his head, bitch, I'm trynna make a fortune
I seen a hundred women burnAs they stood firm, treat a nigga like a germWhat did she do to deserve, put me on the farmPig's feet in the jar, serve it to me warmAny questions, they hang 'em, better pray for DjangoGot me working in fields, too many years, it get fatalAll I want is my woman, such a wonderful motherOn the days that it rain, her smile bright like a summerOur revenge is the sweetest, bitch, cuz I'm comingGot to die in my arms for what you did to my motherHundred dead bitches, hundred black coffinsTwelve gauge shotgun, chest full of copper, boom