Lirik Lagu Pain * - The Pretenders
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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.
* different from the song of the same title on _No Way Out_
[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]Uncle Puffy?Can you read us a bedtime story, please?Huh? Please?
[Puff Daddy]Alright check this out right here
Woke up smoked up, broked upWhat I had left and rolled up, lit itHad a shorty that I brought home, hit itSent her on her way, I got no time today(Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?)With all this work I got no time to play (OK)Cash come and go, and I want mine to stayAlot of these fake cats won't mind the dayI get an unfair play, then the stairwayThat's why I'm like TWA, the airwayNiggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-sayHopin', but forget itCheck the mail, it's a letter from jail, from HobokenI open and I read it, it said
[G-Dep]What da deal son?It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real sonI'mma have to steal oneCaught up on the run with a gunCan't walk with it down then you can't conceal oneWhat to do?I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True?Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get youI hear he's dueYou just do what need doin'Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one
[Puffy]OK, goodThose cats don't keep it real as they shouldHeard they don't pay goodStand around all day wishin' they couldBut this green fufills they dreamsThey ain't a teamAnswering machine on screenPhone rings, it was Arlene from QueensHead was mean, had a head for schemesTold her she get head to see meBut she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her
[Female]Hey yo, what up Playboy?I'm out in Saint CroixWith sun cats that say they realBut they toysI heard ya doin' it thoughAnd you in the flowSome niggas wanna ruin ya show?What up, yo?Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block?Or I could leave hi
[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]Uncle Puffy?Can you read us a bedtime story, please?Huh? Please?
[Puff Daddy]Alright check this out right here
Woke up smoked up, broked upWhat I had left and rolled up, lit itHad a shorty that I brought home, hit itSent her on her way, I got no time today(Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?)With all this work I got no time to play (OK)Cash come and go, and I want mine to stayAlot of these fake cats won't mind the dayI get an unfair play, then the stairwayThat's why I'm like TWA, the airwayNiggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-sayHopin', but forget itCheck the mail, it's a letter from jail, from HobokenI open and I read it, it said
[G-Dep]What da deal son?It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real sonI'mma have to steal oneCaught up on the run with a gunCan't walk with it down then you can't conceal oneWhat to do?I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True?Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get youI hear he's dueYou just do what need doin'Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one
[Puffy]OK, goodThose cats don't keep it real as they shouldHeard they don't pay goodStand around all day wishin' they couldBut this green fufills they dreamsThey ain't a teamAnswering machine on screenPhone rings, it was Arlene from QueensHead was mean, had a head for schemesTold her she get head to see meBut she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her
[Female]Hey yo, what up Playboy?I'm out in Saint CroixWith sun cats that say they realBut they toysI heard ya doin' it thoughAnd you in the flowSome niggas wanna ruin ya show?What up, yo?Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block?Or I could leave hi
