Lirik Lagu Good To You - Talib Kweli
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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.
Kweli: (Woman's Voice)
Yea (yeaaah)Come onUhhYeahKweli.....02
[Bridge]Yo YoAyo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunderMy hunger is like the crocodile that'll jack the hunterIt ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I(wanna be good to you)
[Chorus]Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my nameLike the lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in painTreat it like a drug, all up in ya vain cause (wanna be good to you)
[Verse 1]We make the squares dance, and get the do like dotseyY'all niggas roll with pussy-cats like JoseyAll spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yoI clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yoSwooping the industry, like a bird to preyMy stanza's got stamina, ya verses lack vertebraeI heard them say I was a conscious rapperBut I'm a monster when I hafta smack the shit out of a nonsense actorUsing my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewyOver your head like Yamulke's and Koofies yoI write screen gems, yall niggas act in 'B' movies, type of niggas proud to be groupiesFollowers in the herd running over the cliff, I'm theBuffalo soldier, smoke ya like a dreadlock rastablowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit highLike you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the stripLooking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarmBlack queen falling on my arms, you could call it charmMater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro(wanna be good to you)YeaYeaYea
Chorus (1x)
[Verse 2]How many niggas ever been in loveHow many niggas really think they thugsAnd can't think without the drink and drugsHow many niggas can't get in with hats and sneakers onSay 'fuck security' and get inside and keep them onHow many niggas think that gats make em weak or strongCan't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating onThat don't tak
Yea (yeaaah)Come onUhhYeahKweli.....02
[Bridge]Yo YoAyo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunderMy hunger is like the crocodile that'll jack the hunterIt ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I(wanna be good to you)
[Chorus]Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my nameLike the lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in painTreat it like a drug, all up in ya vain cause (wanna be good to you)
[Verse 1]We make the squares dance, and get the do like dotseyY'all niggas roll with pussy-cats like JoseyAll spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yoI clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yoSwooping the industry, like a bird to preyMy stanza's got stamina, ya verses lack vertebraeI heard them say I was a conscious rapperBut I'm a monster when I hafta smack the shit out of a nonsense actorUsing my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewyOver your head like Yamulke's and Koofies yoI write screen gems, yall niggas act in 'B' movies, type of niggas proud to be groupiesFollowers in the herd running over the cliff, I'm theBuffalo soldier, smoke ya like a dreadlock rastablowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit highLike you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the stripLooking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarmBlack queen falling on my arms, you could call it charmMater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro(wanna be good to you)YeaYeaYea
Chorus (1x)
[Verse 2]How many niggas ever been in loveHow many niggas really think they thugsAnd can't think without the drink and drugsHow many niggas can't get in with hats and sneakers onSay 'fuck security' and get inside and keep them onHow many niggas think that gats make em weak or strongCan't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating onThat don't tak
