W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Wanna Ride (featuring Ice Cube & MC Ren) Lyrics"
Maybe I Maybe You Lyrics
Music: Anoushirvan Rohani Lyrics: Klaus Meine Maybe I, maybe you Can make a change to the world We're reaching out for a soul That's kind of lost in the dark Maybe I, maybe you Can find the key to the stars To catch the spirit of hope To save one hopeless heart You look up to the sky With all those questions in mind All you need is to hear The voice of your heart In a world full of pain Someone's calling your nam
Music: Anoushirvan Rohani Lyrics: Klaus Meine Maybe I, maybe you Can make a change to the world We're reaching out for a soul That's kind of lost in the dark Maybe I, maybe you Can find the key to the stars To catch the spirit of hope To save one hopeless heart You look up to the sky With all those questions in mind All you need is to hear The voice of your heart In a world full of pain Someone's calling your nam
[WC]
Nigga that shit coming together like sweaty ass cheeks, nigga!
[Intro– Ice Cube]
*Keep it gangsta y'all repeated *
My niggaz thug out
You getting drugged out
These bitches getting loc'ed out
When we smoke out, cos we chromed out
About to bomb out
[Verse 1 – WC]
Here ye, here ye, calling all the hawgs
Fresh outta the whole tank, bouncin up the walls
Dub-cee! The bandana president, with the gauge on the ghetto
Rollin through y'all residents
Runnin the scene this is the king of the cars
Thugged out baby in my new busta's
Gangstas, all of them gangstas, none of them let me see up
Ridaz throw ya heaterz up
Ladies, OG'z, sorry that I've been gone
But now I'm back to get my walk on!
Swang with the game as I reach out and touch ya
Turn the cup up and get ignorant on this motherfucker
“Mayday, mayday!” back in charge
*shrilling noise* calling out cars, calling out cars
dip,
Madeline Lyrics
(I. Hanson/T. Hanson/Z. Hanson/C. Magness) Out my window a memory I'm dying inside I know the way it should be Even though it was right in front of me It's something I just couldn't see Your lonely face Your lonely eyes But this is something you can't disguise It's not just me, you feel it too 'Cause you know I belong with you Look at where we're going Tell me what can I say We're tracing our footsteps We're going the same way
skip through the lane with the bang, bang, bang, jangle(I. Hanson/T. Hanson/Z. Hanson/C. Magness) Out my window a memory I'm dying inside I know the way it should be Even though it was right in front of me It's something I just couldn't see Your lonely face Your lonely eyes But this is something you can't disguise It's not just me, you feel it too 'Cause you know I belong with you Look at where we're going Tell me what can I say We're tracing our footsteps We're going the same way
hoppin' out the SS workin' all them angles
Dub-shiest deep the scrilla, and ive got my homeboy
[Verse 2 – MC Ren]
Hell yeah, the motherfucking villain
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the +Hello+
Look at these g'z working these fake ass sopranos
Here come the Villain with another heater
With motherfucking Dub nigga in the two-seater
On my nuts while I west west y'all
Grab that microphone and I test test y'all
Villian baritone be like all over y'all
Who wanna ball with that Black nigga Ren?
Like the Don Mega I'm supreme hustling
Dub-cee! Give a fuck if these bitches don't love me
yeah!
[Chorus – Ice Cube]
I wanna bang, I wanna ride
I wanna slang, from the side, do it now
It's do or die
We can ball till the wheels fall off
And let these motherfuckers know they gotta peel us off
[Verse 3 – WC]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Upon em again and
I Just Called to Say I Love You Lyrics
No new years's day to celebrate no chocolate covered candy hearts to give away no first of spring no song to sing in fact here's just another ordinary day No April rain no flowers bloom no wedding saturday within the month of June But what it is Is something true Made up of these three words that I must say to you I just called to say I love you I just called to say how much I care I just called to say I love you And I mea
'm er running em again, look at itNo new years's day to celebrate no chocolate covered candy hearts to give away no first of spring no song to sing in fact here's just another ordinary day No April rain no flowers bloom no wedding saturday within the month of June But what it is Is something true Made up of these three words that I must say to you I just called to say I love you I just called to say how much I care I just called to say I love you And I mea
With da-da-da-day, with da-da-da-day
Dub rock it; let your flag hang from your back pocket
Draw on em, on em, on em can't none of em
Eat with me, eat my style but y'all can't get rid of me
I heard y'all C-Walking now, yeah who taught you?
What you could say who?
Nigga why-I-I-I-I-I oughta smack all the spit out of you!
Beat the shit out of you! Get at em dumping, stomping
Dippin in the 600, saggin in my overalls blunted
Finger and thumb it, quick run
This gangsta shit Dub-Cee runnin
Here son, steady pumping I come through punking
Y'all think y'all rollies, shooting them highstyles like Kobe
So shut up and kneel to these Westside parolees
And pass the blunt, cos none of ya'll can hold it
[Hook X2]
We got the niggaz (we got the bitches)
We got the killaz (we got the riches)
We got the dealers (we hit the switches)
We got every fucking thing you want
And we can ge
Joined At The Ass Lyrics
Freak of unthinkable proportions Perfect candidate for abortion Future double-suicide from shotgun blast Rectally twins-and joined at the ass Some things deserve to die Severed siblings with a surgical knife Buildup of waste at articulation Installed colostomy for shit irrigation Purchased for science and mutant research Human guinea pig Waste not, want not How can there be a god That brings atrocities to its creation Born into hell-ma
t it punk ass nigga, if we don'tFreak of unthinkable proportions Perfect candidate for abortion Future double-suicide from shotgun blast Rectally twins-and joined at the ass Some things deserve to die Severed siblings with a surgical knife Buildup of waste at articulation Installed colostomy for shit irrigation Purchased for science and mutant research Human guinea pig Waste not, want not How can there be a god That brings atrocities to its creation Born into hell-ma
[Verse 4 – MC Ren]
Who that nigga that you fucking with?
When you want to hear some motherfucking nigger shit
Call the villain and I'll bring hot lyric
Waltonville to hit your bitch nigga ren with it
Y'all need to quit it
This shit legendary, fuck around with it and yo mama get buried
Your first born and that bitch you just married!
Who give a fuck pop that baby she just carried
Hubbin' all black like my fucking skin tone
How the fuck you gon talk about the villain, you a clone
Bitin every time you bust, who gave all y'all balls to cuss?
Weak motherfuckers better say us!
So +If it Ain't Ruff+, it ain't my shit
Might a bit mad at the bitch that ate my dick
Hate my clique, bitch-man cos I won't hit
A nigga that I ain't fucking wit!
[Hook X2]
[All]
Please Beelive it, please beelive it, please believe it
Awww man gimme one mo' sip of that cognac!