W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"West Up! (featuring Mack 10 & Ice Cube) Lyrics"
FALLING AGAIN Lyrics
I caught the last bus down to the harbour Where the moonlight's on the sleeping sea A pretty girl stood there at the bus stop She said hey Johnny come and see about me. She said Doop Doop. So many seamen able and willing Have passed through these arms on their way to the sea They leave me tokens of love and affection When I drank from her lips I tasted the sea. She said Doop Doop. How can a young g
I caught the last bus down to the harbour Where the moonlight's on the sleeping sea A pretty girl stood there at the bus stop She said hey Johnny come and see about me. She said Doop Doop. So many seamen able and willing Have passed through these arms on their way to the sea They leave me tokens of love and affection When I drank from her lips I tasted the sea. She said Doop Doop. How can a young g
Intro: WC
Wessyde-fa-life-in-ya!!
("Throwin up the W" -- Ice Cube) 2X
Yeah, I'm with this, what we throwin up?
("Throwin up the W" -- Ice Cube)
All you busta ass niggaz out there
I got my motherfuckin homeboys in the house ("Throwin up the W")
My nigga Ice Cube ("Throwin up the W"), Mack 10
Back to set the record straight for all these busta ass niggaz
who trip, this how we do it nigga
Chorus: WC
Front back side to side
We be givin it up, till the day we die
Niggaz hit me up, I'ma have ta erupt
So motherfucker West Up!
(repeat 2X)
Verse One: WC
Nigga clear the lane, here I come, once again
With this, gangsta click, droppin this, gangsta shit
Strictly for the riders who ride us I gotta WestSider
rhymer for them niggaz that's sittin on them Dayton wires
Pump the bass, hit the switch
Cause Ic
Lucky Day Lyrics
If the fire can't be put out Let it burn, let it burn If you haven't learned your lesson yet You'll never learn, never learn When it's hard to hold them down Let em fly, let em fly If they don't want to live Let em die, let em die It's not so complicated so Just let them have their way You see I, I always get my way Another lucky day If it's easier to let it go Let it go When the water keeps
e Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this b-i-itchIf the fire can't be put out Let it burn, let it burn If you haven't learned your lesson yet You'll never learn, never learn When it's hard to hold them down Let em fly, let em fly If they don't want to live Let em die, let em die It's not so complicated so Just let them have their way You see I, I always get my way Another lucky day If it's easier to let it go Let it go When the water keeps
Straight hoodsta for life, ain't no lookin back
Ink in my flesh, WestSide tattered on my chest
Walkin with the shadow of death
Through the land of the skanless, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips and the Bloods
Where even the strongest niggaz is drug through the mud
And visitors from outta town best to stay in Hollywood
You get that tourist ass ganked strollin through my hood
West coast till the casket drop
I be throwin it up, so motherfucker West Up!
Verse Two: Mack 10
It's gun ho Mack one-oh please you can't fuck wit deez
Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G'z
And hip-hop, top three niggaz the new bosses
Never slippin cause we flosses, packin Nina Rosses
Nigga, thought you knew how we do it
Ain't a Damn Thing Changed, always on them thangs
forever and a day, so back up, gimme room, don't negl
The farther I go Lyrics
All washed out from lack of sleep and Promises I can't keep So goddamned tired I can barely talk All I've gathered together is all I've lost The farther I go the further back I get The farther I go the further back I get The farther I go the further back I get The farther I go Burning bridges I'll never cross Never understand that kind of cost Touched on this and I stepped on that Got no mind to deal wit
ctAll washed out from lack of sleep and Promises I can't keep So goddamned tired I can barely talk All I've gathered together is all I've lost The farther I go the further back I get The farther I go the further back I get The farther I go the further back I get The farther I go Burning bridges I'll never cross Never understand that kind of cost Touched on this and I stepped on that Got no mind to deal wit
Just respect and everything I can't check I wreck
Now you can cross out the bustas and snitches
Shit only killers hootchie bitches and hot hydraulic switches allowed
On the turf where the real hogs dwell
Sewed up the hood, the fattest bolas on the block for sale
Inglewood City, the throne I call home
Niggaz be so bright, you might need your locs on
to bail through, it's fin you're in with Mack 10
And I gotta confess up, nigga this West Up! for life
Chorus
Verse Three: Ice Cube
Now I got ta show you how the West coast rocks
No razor blades, in my mouth, just a glock
And I'm hittin you up, with that W-S
The sun, rises in the East, but it sets in the West
No gold teeth, you gets a wreath
So hand me the goodies, stockin mask, no hoodies
Christmas day, I'm in a tre
While some of you niggaz got the robe reindeer and a sleigh
We don't call it fi
Offerings Of Jade And Blood Lyrics
For a king has passed away, the ruler of a great dynasty. Dig the pit and consecrate the ground with the sacrifice of nine armed guards found. Frame the chamber out with wooden walls with the slaves of royalty who are called. For splendor and savegry this is done but the funeral has only begun. Dogs Interred at the guards side to watch the tomb out of the light. The spirits of evil will not be left to grim as the coffin is now carri
ve-oh, we call it one timeFor a king has passed away, the ruler of a great dynasty. Dig the pit and consecrate the ground with the sacrifice of nine armed guards found. Frame the chamber out with wooden walls with the slaves of royalty who are called. For splendor and savegry this is done but the funeral has only begun. Dogs Interred at the guards side to watch the tomb out of the light. The spirits of evil will not be left to grim as the coffin is now carri
It's my life my life my life my life, in the sunshine!
One nine weighs a ton
How the fuck you think that the West was won?
Now shit can be squashed over a forty ounce of backwash
No jokes, the land of locs and hundred spokes
In the East, we can be brothers
But when you come to L.A., watch your motherfuckin colors
West Up! nigga
Chorus
Verse Four: WC
Give it up, give it up
Like the nigga James Brown, me and my niggaz are puttin it down
So bustas be wary cause see we represent the city
Where niggaz caught slippin is left with they brains drippin
City of the Angels, more like a concrete jungle
full of macks Cadillacs and crack sacks
I pledge allegiance to the shit till I die
[Mack 10] So let the five-twenty slide and put it down from the WestSide
Chorus
WestSide!!!
("Throwin up the W")