Lirik Lagu Latin Throne - South Park Mexican
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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.
[verse 1]Land of dum dum is where i come fromBelieve me when i tell u that u dont want none sonA long hard road 4 this Latin throneYou can catch me at the club in the back aloneMamas dont let your babies grow up 2 be gangstasKillas taught 2 not give a fuckHit 'em up with sign languageReach 4 tha stainless, Leave 'em brainlessI'm just explainin' how the game isThe strangest of things come 2 me at no surpriseFuck peashooters all my gats are superiszedUtilize all my allies, I run with the bad guysI got 7 dopehouses thats a franchiseMan cries if he was blessed with a heartBut i lost mine in the backstreets of South ParkOnce again it's Mr. SPMAnd this shit aint gonna stop until i'm dead or in the pen[chorus-2x]He's a hustla, He's a balla, He sits on the, Latin throne[verse2]We shootin' stars, runnin' from cop carsI got scars jumpin metal gates and sharp parsThe hood is ours, save my pennies in a pickle jarEveryday u see me in a different crackhead's carSo bizzare how so many bullets missed my headI told my mom that im gonna stick with this insteadFuck the crackrock, i rapped and hit the jackpotNow i'm on a plane writin' on my laptopIt's all wiggy rockin' city 2 cityBut i still feel my past catchin' up with meGot mo' ends, bought my mom a gold BenzBut she worried cuz i still got all my old friendsHopin' that i slow up and change one dayBut these Hillwood streets got me raised one wayI told my old lady one day we gon' be like the BradysBut for now i'll teach u how 2 use this 380[chorus-2x][verse3]3yrs and counting i been drinking from the music fountainThe dopehouse sits in Houston like a fuckin mountianWho you doubtin', this browns comin' out the southI got 9 believers with they foot in they mouthI break guineses, Keep 'em off my premesisUsed 2 be menaces, Now our dreams limitlessIsnt this a trip, not a slipper or a sleeperNiggaz wantin dope still hittin' up my beeperWe can overcome the ghetto, even g's without a motherBread without butter i came crawling out a gutterBorn hustla, used 2 drive an old gas guzzlerFresh out tha hood, i was sellin' dope last summerServin' zombies all followin' as big as GhandisNow i'm throwed diggin' brunettes and blondiesJammin Jon B with bottles of Don PThe day of the wetback has striked upon thee[chorus-2x]
