Lirik Lagu No Chance (Vince McMahon Theme) - WWF
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Chorus One: Redman, {Rock} - repeat 2X
Aiyyo there's {there's} no {no} chance in hell{No chance in hell}you gonna take what's mine, you're just too frailAiyyo there's {there's} no {no} chance in hell{No chance in hell}you gonna take what's mine, you're just too frail
[Redman]Are you ready for war?Then bring it onand I Kraftmatic like a stripper;when it's out you throw your cash at itHope I don't rat-tat-it from the hash and grass addictI spit and mad rap-it like I took a bad packageYou pay tolls to the drummer, I EZ-Pass at itBut when it's time I bad habit, let the Mac at itYou don't want what we got in storeKeep your mother-in-law indoor when we walk outdoorDem four paws on my Benz what you shoppin forYou looked at your rims was like,"What I cop them for?"Cause I'ma Brick City native, spit nice like Jada'Sheik style invades ya private property and lay yadown for the count, so I'm round in the mouthYou say they town in the house, so I'm drownin em outThat's like seein(?) Atlantic Ocean in a frantic motionWhen I write my hand is open, other one is catipultinonto white sheets we fight to the white meatSpillin on your 325 icey, wifeyI ain't sayin I'll do it, I got [niggaz] that willI go to the Benz dealer, test drive it and peal{ERRRR!} I be leaked out like (?? ??) pad of emwith ghetto chickens that can stash 30 bags of emI'm at the club with Boot Camp ready to bag somethinto take yo' [shit] like yo' punk-ass never had nuttin
Chorus Two: Redman, {Rock} - repeat 2X
Aiyyo there's {there's} no {no} chance in hell{No chance in hell}you gonna take what's mine, you're just too frail{You can't beat me} you ain't got no chance in hell{You can't see me} you ain't got no chance in hell
[Rock]Everytime, befo' I catch you, and make you payEveryone here works for me, I have em break two legstwo arms, and - two of your ribs for mistakes you madeThe [nigga] that you hate that hate'll make you hate yo' fateDon't ever utter-or-mutter a word soundin like a threatYou see that slew of bruisy dudes, guess who writes them checks?ME, B-U, double-M, double-E, JabBummee Jiddab, my soldiers play the backMagnum Force Corporation - family bidness is what you facinWe like immigration - we send you back to where you came fromI display the, real meanin of danger with a rusty gemstar bangeror I have your baby momma flame yaI got away with, [shit] that'll get you lifeBut I only got one felony - I COULD STICK YOU TWICEFrom Brick City to Brownsville do you [niggaz] think it's onlike many a gambler's bankroll, you'll soon be gone
Chorus Two
{*various samples and scratches*}
Chorus Two
[Redman]Aiyyo (aiyyo) aiyyo (aiyyo) there's..
Aiyyo there's {there's} no {no} chance in hell{No chance in hell}you gonna take what's mine, you're just too frailAiyyo there's {there's} no {no} chance in hell{No chance in hell}you gonna take what's mine, you're just too frail
[Redman]Are you ready for war?Then bring it onand I Kraftmatic like a stripper;when it's out you throw your cash at itHope I don't rat-tat-it from the hash and grass addictI spit and mad rap-it like I took a bad packageYou pay tolls to the drummer, I EZ-Pass at itBut when it's time I bad habit, let the Mac at itYou don't want what we got in storeKeep your mother-in-law indoor when we walk outdoorDem four paws on my Benz what you shoppin forYou looked at your rims was like,"What I cop them for?"Cause I'ma Brick City native, spit nice like Jada'Sheik style invades ya private property and lay yadown for the count, so I'm round in the mouthYou say they town in the house, so I'm drownin em outThat's like seein(?) Atlantic Ocean in a frantic motionWhen I write my hand is open, other one is catipultinonto white sheets we fight to the white meatSpillin on your 325 icey, wifeyI ain't sayin I'll do it, I got [niggaz] that willI go to the Benz dealer, test drive it and peal{ERRRR!} I be leaked out like (?? ??) pad of emwith ghetto chickens that can stash 30 bags of emI'm at the club with Boot Camp ready to bag somethinto take yo' [shit] like yo' punk-ass never had nuttin
Chorus Two: Redman, {Rock} - repeat 2X
Aiyyo there's {there's} no {no} chance in hell{No chance in hell}you gonna take what's mine, you're just too frail{You can't beat me} you ain't got no chance in hell{You can't see me} you ain't got no chance in hell
[Rock]Everytime, befo' I catch you, and make you payEveryone here works for me, I have em break two legstwo arms, and - two of your ribs for mistakes you madeThe [nigga] that you hate that hate'll make you hate yo' fateDon't ever utter-or-mutter a word soundin like a threatYou see that slew of bruisy dudes, guess who writes them checks?ME, B-U, double-M, double-E, JabBummee Jiddab, my soldiers play the backMagnum Force Corporation - family bidness is what you facinWe like immigration - we send you back to where you came fromI display the, real meanin of danger with a rusty gemstar bangeror I have your baby momma flame yaI got away with, [shit] that'll get you lifeBut I only got one felony - I COULD STICK YOU TWICEFrom Brick City to Brownsville do you [niggaz] think it's onlike many a gambler's bankroll, you'll soon be gone
Chorus Two
{*various samples and scratches*}
Chorus Two
[Redman]Aiyyo (aiyyo) aiyyo (aiyyo) there's..
