W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Survival Of The Fittest (featuring Dre'sta & Young Shane) Lyrics"
Sweet Temptation Lyrics
Sweet temptation that's what you are to me that's all you'll always be it seems Sweet temptation you smile and pass me by but still you occupy my dreams Now maybe I've got lots of hidden charms You'd find it if you just hold me in your arms But you're just sweet temptation a diamond in the rough You make it oh so tough for me [ guitar ] Sweet temptation so most delicious peach it's always out of reach they say Sweet temptation
Sweet temptation that's what you are to me that's all you'll always be it seems Sweet temptation you smile and pass me by but still you occupy my dreams Now maybe I've got lots of hidden charms You'd find it if you just hold me in your arms But you're just sweet temptation a diamond in the rough You make it oh so tough for me [ guitar ] Sweet temptation so most delicious peach it's always out of reach they say Sweet temptation
[W.C.]
Uh, dat's riir, niir!
Back once again, it's Dub C: the shadiest
Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my clique:
Young Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta
and we are: Bandana Swangin' Productions (Yo, Toones!)
Can you feel this realness? Nothin' can save ya
From the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only witta chrome pistole
For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub witta capital 3rd letter
Down for whatever, whenever takin' the berettas to bangin' for cheddar
Forever bailin' in my overalls and work- (?)
Breakin' jaws
Dre'sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young Hogs
[Young Shane]
It's the young Desperado! My model is to bang foe the hood,
bring the pain foe the hood, cuz it's all tooted good
On the reala, a young killa, a young thrilla, mashin'
the enemy goes down for (?) scrilla
Neil Young Once, high on a hill, there was a song Nothing was wrong, that's when time stood still Now lovers are caught, tied in their dreams Bound in their thoughts, wrapped in the depth of their love If I can hold on to you If I can hold on to you Somewhere near the end, lovers pretend Fake what they feel, take what they get from love
All ridas creepin' about to getcha
It's the same, loc, don't get it twisted when I bail through
One Bandana Swangin' wit bottles on both sides
Chorus:
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? All my rides wit hustle handle their business (?)
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? All my ladies wit hustle handle their business (?)
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Real rides, be wise and handle your business
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Bandana Swangin' [be bangin' and bringin' their business]
[Dre'sta]
Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas wan' do or gon' do?
Now that real rides are upon you. I warned you and alarmed you!
The bandanas will be swangin' when we swarm through, was born to!
[Cap to mak
Burning Down Lyrics
If it takes them so long, So long to say yes, Why don? they just say no? They don? need anyone to be put to the test Why don? they let us go? Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right, Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right, Livin?for the right to be free. We need a plan, we needed defenses, We couldn? raise a smile, As the world looked on, they raided our senses, There can be no reconcile.e the minds of all remainin' (?)]
Make these girls and the thugs in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you bang your head and bounce
Shout from the West to East, Midwest and Dirty South!
Dub C, my niir, yeah
Young Hogs born to thug wit me and Muggs
and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) chases only,
women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me
Lyrically fictive (?) be the loc'est
whack rappers claiming' dat they're the dopest
When hopeless brothers be the brokest
Saddest song dat you ever heard
Shinin some light on all you bustas like the Ghetto bird!
And that's (?)
Chorus:
[W.C.]
Ugh! Ah, Good Evening! Do not attempt to adjust your radio!
Ain't nuttin' wrong, we have taken control to bring you the special show:
Bandana Swangin'! Who me? Huh, I'm known as Dub C alias the shadiest one.
Ey, Dre'sta, what you got?
I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me evil
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and scandalous people.
If you test Dre it's suicide. Lyrical drive by
Makin' sure you suckas die. Only ya bye-bye (?)
And the moves (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us gangstas like revival since my arrival.
And roll wit hogs dat get it's on, raw and ball till we fall
And revolve all broads to (??)
[W.C.]
From the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs
I represent the chronic (?) and smashes of gun smoke.
For this box Regal to Martinis (?) sippers on a do low
3 time felons, double eye for [strinkin' pulo (?)], you know
The shadiest, shadiest wanted ‘em all but call
Dub C the Ghetto manifesto, still standin' tall
Bandana Swangin' till the wheels fall off
And all my momma bear the realest niirs to ever lay ya'll
Chorus: [2x]
If it takes them so long, So long to say yes, Why don? they just say no? They don? need anyone to be put to the test Why don? they let us go? Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right, Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right, Livin?for the right to be free. We need a plan, we needed defenses, We couldn? raise a smile, As the world looked on, they raided our senses, There can be no reconcile.
Make these girls and the thugs in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you bang your head and bounce
Shout from the West to East, Midwest and Dirty South!
Dub C, my niir, yeah
Young Hogs born to thug wit me and Muggs
and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) chases only,
women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me
Lyrically fictive (?) be the loc'est
whack rappers claiming' dat they're the dopest
When hopeless brothers be the brokest
Saddest song dat you ever heard
Shinin some light on all you bustas like the Ghetto bird!
And that's (?)
Chorus:
[W.C.]
Ugh! Ah, Good Evening! Do not attempt to adjust your radio!
Ain't nuttin' wrong, we have taken control to bring you the special show:
Bandana Swangin'! Who me? Huh, I'm known as Dub C alias the shadiest one.
Ey, Dre'sta, what you got?
Tight (Remix) Lyrics
Intro: Ah damn, Digga gone done and did a remix. What you gonna do now partner? (laughs) (Monch) Yes it the selectable messages, hard, Mammary glands, necklaces, breasts'es, large Camrys, Lands, Lexuses Executive suits, forget about the exodus Consecutive beats, narrated without the negative ??? cracking, cause we can make it, happen We're gone quick, tell a friend "ohhh shit" Intelligent rap fiend w
[Dre'sta]Intro: Ah damn, Digga gone done and did a remix. What you gonna do now partner? (laughs) (Monch) Yes it the selectable messages, hard, Mammary glands, necklaces, breasts'es, large Camrys, Lands, Lexuses Executive suits, forget about the exodus Consecutive beats, narrated without the negative ??? cracking, cause we can make it, happen We're gone quick, tell a friend "ohhh shit" Intelligent rap fiend w
I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me evil
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and scandalous people.
If you test Dre it's suicide. Lyrical drive by
Makin' sure you suckas die. Only ya bye-bye (?)
And the moves (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us gangstas like revival since my arrival.
And roll wit hogs dat get it's on, raw and ball till we fall
And revolve all broads to (??)
[W.C.]
From the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs
I represent the chronic (?) and smashes of gun smoke.
For this box Regal to Martinis (?) sippers on a do low
3 time felons, double eye for [strinkin' pulo (?)], you know
The shadiest, shadiest wanted ‘em all but call
Dub C the Ghetto manifesto, still standin' tall
Bandana Swangin' till the wheels fall off
And all my momma bear the realest niirs to ever lay ya'll
Chorus: [2x]
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