Lirik Lagu Let's Go - Royce Da 5'9 F/ Twista
X
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.
[Royce Da 5'9"]Huh?We the best, Twist' you at nigga c'mereSift ya lye...c'mereExtremely hard to be the king of a city it's disA nigga that could twist like thisA nigga that could rip any shit that he getNever balk and come with a metaphor like thisFlow like dis, never broke but flow for the dough like thisNever been a nigga that you know like disCold like dis, but ah, it's just me and D-Mo like disRespect is a must, got every nigga in every hood checkin' for usNever catch us catchin' the busNiggaz got whips, niggaz got loot,Niggaz got troops, got guns, got clips (what)Next big thing, iced watch to go with the necklace ringIced out to go with the rest it seemsMore or less the more of the best you seenBig buzz, only rollin' with big thugsWe get in clubs you know you gettin' ya shit bustNot too many ducks is goin' against usIf ya don't know now, you'll know when ya lift upRhyme 'til I can't rhyme no more, ball 'til I can't ball no more'Til I'm 5'9" no more, 'til the ice can't shine no moreWhich ever comes first, let's go nigga
[Hook]Who the fuck want what?!Who the fuck want what, want what?![Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', cuz you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we holla*Repeat*
[Royce Da 5'9"]One of a hundred niggaz'll hate my shitEighty-nine'll bite, the other ten'll think of comin' alikeCuz my shit when it come to the mic, 99 outta 100'll likeNever disrespect a nigga grippin' the tec, it's my shitPut the flow in affect with my cliqueGo to the death, flow the best, my spit - I'm sick, it's my shitTry to get slick and niggaz is gettin' hitYou don't want that do you? It comes back to youAnd I ain't even tryna rap to you, so suck my dick, it's my shitToo many willin' to pin ya in rapPut a endin' to that, do the math with meStraight to the lab, we're sendin' you backKeep goin', you know that no one can last wit meStay armed with the biggest of arms, got bitch-niggaz hittin' alarmsEvery rhyme is strictly written to harmThis my shit, keep every word of every verse in position to launchNever gone fail, never got plans of catchin' a LI'ma forever prevail, whatever you yellIt's my world, everything else, c'mon nigga
[Hook]Who the fuck want what?!Who the fuck want what, want what?![Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', cuz you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we holla*Repeat*
[*pause*]
[Royce talkin' *beat slowly returnin'*]Motown, uhh...Chi-town...5'9...Twista, let's go nigga uhh
[Twista]Tell me who the fuck want whatWhatchu murderous niggaz is ready to make the deck go up?I could cause a scene to make you throw upPut a bullet in yo gut, bat em down and leave the sto' cutCuz homie you ain't got no choice ta,Dat why you runnin' to a real rida like Twista, or RoystaLet the thirty caliber annoint yaWhodie won't even know he hit 'til he feel his shirt suckin' the moistureVoice ya opinion it ya want toKick-ass winner, kick up dust in the middle of the arenaSubpeona muthafuckaz like the courts doWe'll blast shortly ya nuts bust and it won't be a misdemeanorWe them niggaz that'll come approach yaShockin' ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya nerves from bleedin'Until we heard no breathin' - two undercovers,We comin' we get the dirty even; they know it's servin' seasonShit is good as gone, cuz I gotta bring the goodies homeThe petty packin' penny brushin' with the pretty pearl handlePistol, Pelle Pelle pants and the hoodie onAnd you comin' with the Midwest shit?Remember how we took you, you trippin' off how we did that shitSomebody tell me where the weed atSome niggaz knew I was about to snap so he hid that shitI was gone get buck - come hard - get crunkGo into a thing and let the rhyme ride,And hit them niggaz from the blindsideAnd take the whole opposition down with my dog 5'9Ceremony for the killaz, bustin' em off,And comin' off so you can bust yo nutThough I'm bout to bust yo gutsBut if yo operation is hatin', who the fuck want what?
[Hook]Who the fuck want what?!Who the fuck want what, want what?![Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', cuz you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we holla*Repeat x4*
*beat continues then fades out*
[Hook]Who the fuck want what?!Who the fuck want what, want what?![Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', cuz you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we holla*Repeat*
[Royce Da 5'9"]One of a hundred niggaz'll hate my shitEighty-nine'll bite, the other ten'll think of comin' alikeCuz my shit when it come to the mic, 99 outta 100'll likeNever disrespect a nigga grippin' the tec, it's my shitPut the flow in affect with my cliqueGo to the death, flow the best, my spit - I'm sick, it's my shitTry to get slick and niggaz is gettin' hitYou don't want that do you? It comes back to youAnd I ain't even tryna rap to you, so suck my dick, it's my shitToo many willin' to pin ya in rapPut a endin' to that, do the math with meStraight to the lab, we're sendin' you backKeep goin', you know that no one can last wit meStay armed with the biggest of arms, got bitch-niggaz hittin' alarmsEvery rhyme is strictly written to harmThis my shit, keep every word of every verse in position to launchNever gone fail, never got plans of catchin' a LI'ma forever prevail, whatever you yellIt's my world, everything else, c'mon nigga
[Hook]Who the fuck want what?!Who the fuck want what, want what?![Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', cuz you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we holla*Repeat*
[*pause*]
[Royce talkin' *beat slowly returnin'*]Motown, uhh...Chi-town...5'9...Twista, let's go nigga uhh
[Twista]Tell me who the fuck want whatWhatchu murderous niggaz is ready to make the deck go up?I could cause a scene to make you throw upPut a bullet in yo gut, bat em down and leave the sto' cutCuz homie you ain't got no choice ta,Dat why you runnin' to a real rida like Twista, or RoystaLet the thirty caliber annoint yaWhodie won't even know he hit 'til he feel his shirt suckin' the moistureVoice ya opinion it ya want toKick-ass winner, kick up dust in the middle of the arenaSubpeona muthafuckaz like the courts doWe'll blast shortly ya nuts bust and it won't be a misdemeanorWe them niggaz that'll come approach yaShockin' ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya nerves from bleedin'Until we heard no breathin' - two undercovers,We comin' we get the dirty even; they know it's servin' seasonShit is good as gone, cuz I gotta bring the goodies homeThe petty packin' penny brushin' with the pretty pearl handlePistol, Pelle Pelle pants and the hoodie onAnd you comin' with the Midwest shit?Remember how we took you, you trippin' off how we did that shitSomebody tell me where the weed atSome niggaz knew I was about to snap so he hid that shitI was gone get buck - come hard - get crunkGo into a thing and let the rhyme ride,And hit them niggaz from the blindsideAnd take the whole opposition down with my dog 5'9Ceremony for the killaz, bustin' em off,And comin' off so you can bust yo nutThough I'm bout to bust yo gutsBut if yo operation is hatin', who the fuck want what?
[Hook]Who the fuck want what?!Who the fuck want what, want what?![Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', cuz you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we holla*Repeat x4*
*beat continues then fades out*
