W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Walk (featuring Ice Cube & Mack 10) Lyrics"
Black Hole Lyrics
I've been digging this grave, but now that it's made I see that black is one hell of a colour Want to break out so I start to shout But the mortician's returned to his parlour Black hole Wrapped in my shroud upstairs, the music's so loud That I can't concentrate on my sorrow Let down my hair and find something to wear<
I've been digging this grave, but now that it's made I see that black is one hell of a colour Want to break out so I start to shout But the mortician's returned to his parlour Black hole Wrapped in my shroud upstairs, the music's so loud That I can't concentrate on my sorrow Let down my hair and find something to wear<
[Ice Cube]
1, 2, 3, 4
Get you a bitch up on the floor
You gotta get up and get down (WALK!)
You gotta get up and get down (WALK!)
[WC]
To the Weeeeeeest, MARCH
Bang, crease the starch
Uh oh, here we go again
Off the chain, that Dub SC gang
State yo name
[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker
[WC]
What's your name
[Mack 10]
Mack 10 motherfucker
[WC]
Well bang on, swang on
Cause on mine I'ma G on, Dub C let a scene on
Get my green on, with my white sling on
Weather my rag in, with my khakis cuffed and dragging
Three wheels, make the heat squeal
This Westcoast shit is the shit that we built
Who wanna bust with or fuck with hi
Blame Yourself Lyrics
it was your sin that caused your life to go but it's so easy to blame God use Him as a scapegoat when all else fails when he doesn't come through that's it you're gone reject God when all else fails turn your back on him because he didn't give you an easy way out you blew it just blame yourself when i screw up i admit it and go on i try to turn from that p
m, and confessit was your sin that caused your life to go but it's so easy to blame God use Him as a scapegoat when all else fails when he doesn't come through that's it you're gone reject God when all else fails turn your back on him because he didn't give you an easy way out you blew it just blame yourself when i screw up i admit it and go on i try to turn from that p
Y'all can't fuck with it, I'm out the roof with it, bang loose with it
Dub C, from that Dub SC
Fo sho to make ya peeps slang off the cheese man
[Chorus]
Walk, walk
Niggas let me see you walk
Walk, walk
Bitches let me see you walk - 2x
To the Weeeeeeest, MARCH
Calling all cars, niggas look hard
Near park cars, after dark
Get toe start
[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker, I represent this
Don't mistake the masked up for the apprentice
All you bitch ass niggas are defenseless
Like a Catholic priest, and bout ten kids
It's sunday school, I run you fools
You ain't gone do shit
I got the flip shit, to plant
Spit it like I'm gone
Get Crucified Lyrics
This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they were doing the whole time This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they did This Time they had their eyes wide open and their pants pulled down You got religion - you gave it back You got redemption - but you
spit itThis Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they were doing the whole time This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they did This Time they had their eyes wide open and their pants pulled down You got religion - you gave it back You got redemption - but you
Niggas wanna get it, but they won't admit it
I'm connected and committed
All the way bided, while you bullshitted
I'm on exhibit, like a pitbull off the chain
Motherfuckers gone flip out, ropes get ripped out
Niggas gone trip out, crip out, get a four-fifth out
Get bout, with a brickhouse, with my dick out saying fuck ya
My whole career, I kept it gangsta and hustla
[Chorus]
[Mack 10]
It's for the ghetto and the gutter everytime I spit
For niggas that walk off that funkadelic shit
I just might go psycho, and grab the automatic
And let one off for the gangbang addicts
Cause I'm westside connected like a hand in the glove
And I'm the gangsta rap n
Time Lyrics
Watching the clock tick tock away Every second sounds a new day Always on the rush, Quick, get away Sound the alarm for judgement day Gotta hurry up, or be late Gotta find the time to make it straight Chorus: Do you have the time Do you have the time Do you have the time to make it Do you have the
igga that the D-Boys loveWatching the clock tick tock away Every second sounds a new day Always on the rush, Quick, get away Sound the alarm for judgement day Gotta hurry up, or be late Gotta find the time to make it straight Chorus: Do you have the time Do you have the time Do you have the time to make it Do you have the
Hopped out braided and valetd in the front of the club
I hit the do' niggas speak, I hit em up with a dub
And even on the east coast, I rep Hoo Bangin
Iced out, creased khakis with a red flag hanging
Fin to bust a bitch to give head, that's eating the jaw
And if I let my hair down, all the hoes all hoes
Get ya hood, ya polo, ya tribe, ya ?
And ain't no niggas in the game that can beat this group
Mack 10 and Connect, is the hood I claim
We do the damn thang, and it's off the chain
To the Weeeeeeest, MARCH
Calling all cars, niggas look hard
Near park cars, after dark
Get toe start - 2x
[Chorus - 2x]
(*ad-libs*)