Lirik Lagu Duck Down - The Game
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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.
Fresh out the dropChuck taylors hit the street cracking the groundThere he go with the crack and the poundIm right here, aint no backing me downHands on the hot hood, compton sheriffs patting me downThey want to know about the tatoo tear, if I know 50?And why them guns blow like lina richie?If my 9' get itchy, somebody gotta pass awayLike that bitch nigga that killed jam masta jYou dont like it, you can come get my ass todayIll be waiting with a vest, ski-mask and 'kNiggas left me for dead back in the dayI found out it was a hard knock life without asking JayIts a hard knock life then you pass awayRest in peace to morseburg, pull out a glass of 'zeThis for all my niggas in compton killingGimmie 5 years nigga, im bringing compton millions.
(chorus)
When I come from murdervilleWhere them gangsters and hutlers liveLittle kids out on the blockHollow points and harlem rocksDont seem like its gonna changeLook in my eyes, you can feel my painIts a war out on them blocksDuck down when you hear them shots...
Back in the building, back to the warBy that Jackie Robinson muralI use to sell crack by that wallHopping fences, with the crack in my drawsI got bitches that'll hit the penetentaryStuff the crack in there walls, pause.Take off the jewels and bandanasLet me holla at my nigga jim jones and santanaThanks for representingBut when the text is spittingOne shot, spin around the blockI think we left a witness.Im from the coast where props are never givenFuck rap, I start making wooden boxes for a livingNigga, they call me sergeant slaughterCause the sergeants on him, s. Carter, von-dutches and a quart of waterI know jesus, but he dont walk across no waterI call him "hey-suse" he get that chalk across the borderOff that grey goose, I put that chalk around your daughterBut I got patients, and im just what the doctor ordered.
(chorus)
When I come from murdervilleWhere them gangsters and hutlers liveLittle kids out on the blockHollow points and harlem rocksDont seem like its gonna changeLook in my eyes, you can feel my painIts a war out on them blocksDuck down when you hear them shots...
(chorus)
When I come from murdervilleWhere them gangsters and hutlers liveLittle kids out on the blockHollow points and harlem rocksDont seem like its gonna changeLook in my eyes, you can feel my painIts a war out on them blocksDuck down when you hear them shots...
Back in the building, back to the warBy that Jackie Robinson muralI use to sell crack by that wallHopping fences, with the crack in my drawsI got bitches that'll hit the penetentaryStuff the crack in there walls, pause.Take off the jewels and bandanasLet me holla at my nigga jim jones and santanaThanks for representingBut when the text is spittingOne shot, spin around the blockI think we left a witness.Im from the coast where props are never givenFuck rap, I start making wooden boxes for a livingNigga, they call me sergeant slaughterCause the sergeants on him, s. Carter, von-dutches and a quart of waterI know jesus, but he dont walk across no waterI call him "hey-suse" he get that chalk across the borderOff that grey goose, I put that chalk around your daughterBut I got patients, and im just what the doctor ordered.
(chorus)
When I come from murdervilleWhere them gangsters and hutlers liveLittle kids out on the blockHollow points and harlem rocksDont seem like its gonna changeLook in my eyes, you can feel my painIts a war out on them blocksDuck down when you hear them shots...
