Lirik Lagu Strap On The Side - Spice 1
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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.
Intro: Rollin with my muthafuckin strap on the side of meDon't fuck with the East Bay G!
repeat Intro 3 more times.
Ver 1: Poke em down with the clip and the triggaScreamin like Eiht yelling "Come on Nigga!"Nappy head muthafuckas in a coupe de villeLightin shit up like Fire Marshal BillYou see I hops on the flo like my nigga DominoAnd get a big fat sack of yayA key or a half..the muthafuckin bayPistol-whipped him with an A-K.Peep this, loddi-doddi, I shot up his bodyI left his ass bloody in the front of the party.It's a yig-a-young nigga rollin up out the cutDo a drive-by with the feds on my nutts.Niggas be gettin gatted when they step to this GSee.....I pull my muthafuckin UZI!And, spill his brain (spill his brain)spill his brain (spill his brain)Spill his brain in his muthafuckin lap.I pulls a jack (pulls a jack)..Pulls a jack (pulls a jack)And shoot the heart out his muthafuckin back!I'm comin with the 187, not with that ho shitSo niggas, pack up the bombs, so we can blow shit!
Repeat intro 2 times:
Ver 2: Comin up in a mask like Tales of the CrypticUZ thang swallows that ass like Lypton...Nigga!And now, they're trying to wander and vigorHow the fuck Charles Manson try to step to a nigga?Put a blast on their ass with the holes of the barrelBullets fly in a chest like a muthafuckin farrow.Cause we get like Steven King, bodies swing from my ceilingOak was in the chest when it's time for cap peelin.9-4, hit the do with a fat gatComin like this, break em down like that.The nigga with the bags and the fat crack sackPo-Poes on my back, blow their ass off the map!Wit
repeat Intro 3 more times.
Ver 1: Poke em down with the clip and the triggaScreamin like Eiht yelling "Come on Nigga!"Nappy head muthafuckas in a coupe de villeLightin shit up like Fire Marshal BillYou see I hops on the flo like my nigga DominoAnd get a big fat sack of yayA key or a half..the muthafuckin bayPistol-whipped him with an A-K.Peep this, loddi-doddi, I shot up his bodyI left his ass bloody in the front of the party.It's a yig-a-young nigga rollin up out the cutDo a drive-by with the feds on my nutts.Niggas be gettin gatted when they step to this GSee.....I pull my muthafuckin UZI!And, spill his brain (spill his brain)spill his brain (spill his brain)Spill his brain in his muthafuckin lap.I pulls a jack (pulls a jack)..Pulls a jack (pulls a jack)And shoot the heart out his muthafuckin back!I'm comin with the 187, not with that ho shitSo niggas, pack up the bombs, so we can blow shit!
Repeat intro 2 times:
Ver 2: Comin up in a mask like Tales of the CrypticUZ thang swallows that ass like Lypton...Nigga!And now, they're trying to wander and vigorHow the fuck Charles Manson try to step to a nigga?Put a blast on their ass with the holes of the barrelBullets fly in a chest like a muthafuckin farrow.Cause we get like Steven King, bodies swing from my ceilingOak was in the chest when it's time for cap peelin.9-4, hit the do with a fat gatComin like this, break em down like that.The nigga with the bags and the fat crack sackPo-Poes on my back, blow their ass off the map!Wit
