Lirik Lagu Worldwide Thugs - Tragedy Khadafi
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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.
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- 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
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- 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.
featuring Cam'Ron Killa Sha RZA
[Cam'Ron]Uh thug shit Killa Cam thug shit Yo yoI want my steak with a funky dameHoney claim cash like the Money TrainFaces of death eatin monkey brainChunky change call it iced out and flawlessFor all my niggas upstate with food inside the toiletYo I'm like Hoffa mixed with SinatraLa costa nostra dude packed a toasterTrue motherfuckers y'all blew it motherfuckersTold you how we do it, stupid motherfuckerI chew motherfuckers, know how I do it motherfuckersLay your block down when I come through it motherfuckersNiggaz want murders, maybe I'll callLadies'll fall, yo we killin babies and allI mean, one up in the cabbage, one up in the carriageBing-bing-bing like ricochet rabbit, faggotYour mother sayin look at they 'matics, damn look at they habitsOh, look at they karats
[Killa Sha]Paint the picture, 2-5-2 killa scriptureVerse six: Chapter five, touch more livesTry to survive in this frontline with minesDeep, but I'm in the minds of foul menToo much gin, too much hash, too much cashKinda hard to let this good shit passSo I dabble in it, heads eat and killa sin itYa bitch niggaz wanna get in it but can't fit itMany is callin, but few is chosinAnd them faggot ass niggaz thats holdin, ain't goinSha Luminatti, uh-huh, god-bodyHail, rain, and earthquakes when I breakA warning to the fakes (true that)Play the dark and brought to the lightLift up your dress for spiteLyrical fight, for forty days and forty nightsAutomatically tight, to the blind I bring sightNinety-nine omega, captivate through your vegaRhyme slaye
[Cam'Ron]Uh thug shit Killa Cam thug shit Yo yoI want my steak with a funky dameHoney claim cash like the Money TrainFaces of death eatin monkey brainChunky change call it iced out and flawlessFor all my niggas upstate with food inside the toiletYo I'm like Hoffa mixed with SinatraLa costa nostra dude packed a toasterTrue motherfuckers y'all blew it motherfuckersTold you how we do it, stupid motherfuckerI chew motherfuckers, know how I do it motherfuckersLay your block down when I come through it motherfuckersNiggaz want murders, maybe I'll callLadies'll fall, yo we killin babies and allI mean, one up in the cabbage, one up in the carriageBing-bing-bing like ricochet rabbit, faggotYour mother sayin look at they 'matics, damn look at they habitsOh, look at they karats
[Killa Sha]Paint the picture, 2-5-2 killa scriptureVerse six: Chapter five, touch more livesTry to survive in this frontline with minesDeep, but I'm in the minds of foul menToo much gin, too much hash, too much cashKinda hard to let this good shit passSo I dabble in it, heads eat and killa sin itYa bitch niggaz wanna get in it but can't fit itMany is callin, but few is chosinAnd them faggot ass niggaz thats holdin, ain't goinSha Luminatti, uh-huh, god-bodyHail, rain, and earthquakes when I breakA warning to the fakes (true that)Play the dark and brought to the lightLift up your dress for spiteLyrical fight, for forty days and forty nightsAutomatically tight, to the blind I bring sightNinety-nine omega, captivate through your vegaRhyme slaye
