W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Taking Ova Lyrics"
If You Want Me To Lyrics
IF YOU WANT ME TO WRITERS RUSTY GABBARD, RAY PRICE Well, there ain't no chains strong enough to hold me There ain't no breeze big enough to slow me I never have seen a river that's too wide There ain't no jail tight enough to lock me There ain't nobody big enough to stop me I'll be there if you ever want me by your side. So love me if you ever gonna love me I never have seen a road too rough to ride No there ain't no chains strong enough to hold me Ain't
IF YOU WANT ME TO WRITERS RUSTY GABBARD, RAY PRICE Well, there ain't no chains strong enough to hold me There ain't no breeze big enough to slow me I never have seen a river that's too wide There ain't no jail tight enough to lock me There ain't nobody big enough to stop me I'll be there if you ever want me by your side. So love me if you ever gonna love me I never have seen a road too rough to ride No there ain't no chains strong enough to hold me Ain't
[ VERSE 1: WC ]
It's that MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out
Tick-tick-boom, here to clear the room
Get em like this when I drop number three
Cause ain't nobody bad like me
It's the, it's the rizzapper
You wanna c-c-c-clack, what? Yeah fool, run up
Non-believers who didn't believe us
That we was comin back out, y'all can eat this
Diggidy-diggedy-dick in ya mouth
Cause papa's got a brand new bag here to tag
With the .44 mag that'll Color you Badd
And to you rap critics who said I wouldn't last
I need to jump out the speakers and strangle your ass
Cause never would I let the politics in rap
Or the shady contracts play me out like that
I know you can't stand to see a real loc'ster ride
So let it rain, let it drip fool, dump on ( ? )
[ CHORUS ]
So all you locsters and you hoes
Grab yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin over
Onirica East Lyrics
And I leave your world As a little alien, broken hearted Night stained eyed Solitude-stained eyes As I jump in my shuttle Away through the ocean sky With my dolphins guiding my ride Across the Sirengates I ride Scattering the ashes of your portrait With wells of hate among stars opaque:stars C'e un luogo a nord di Arcadia oltre I mari Esei Dove non c'e mai veglia ne perche: :Onirica [TRANSLATION:]
your radioAnd I leave your world As a little alien, broken hearted Night stained eyed Solitude-stained eyes As I jump in my shuttle Away through the ocean sky With my dolphins guiding my ride Across the Sirengates I ride Scattering the ashes of your portrait With wells of hate among stars opaque:stars C'e un luogo a nord di Arcadia oltre I mari Esei Dove non c'e mai veglia ne perche: :Onirica [TRANSLATION:]
Nod your head to this here song
You like me, get your straight mob on
[ VERSE 2: WC ]
You shoulda known it don't stop, this is just a taste
So party people play like Xscape
And just 'kick off your shoes and relax your feet'
Bump that brand new Double-U-C
I been spendin the most of my time in the cut
Finessin my skills so one day I could bust
Off a fresh, fresh.. fresh, fresh
The beats that are fresh, fresh
Comin from the wild wild west
But it's got to be different
Than the nor-nor-normal styles that I be dishin
Kickin, stickin, but still grippin
Pop, pop, fizz, fizz
It's 1995 and I'm sick of this shit
And when rappers as they dangle from my jock
Pickin mo' niggas up than jack in a box
It don't stop
[ CHORUS ]
So all you locsters and you hoes
Grab yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin over your radi
Mine of You... Lyrics
I owe it all to you. I follow the lines in my eyes. You are gone. What's left of you? Am I a sum of mine? Am I the only kind? Should I run to see what I want? Slide through life while in a bind. Chase these dreams of mine. I can't talk myself out of this one. Kids are left behind. Can't see what they want. Tradition holds them back. Decision made by mom and dad. The choice is mine. See what you see. Run while you can. I bounce to you and then back to me. I wish that I
oI owe it all to you. I follow the lines in my eyes. You are gone. What's left of you? Am I a sum of mine? Am I the only kind? Should I run to see what I want? Slide through life while in a bind. Chase these dreams of mine. I can't talk myself out of this one. Kids are left behind. Can't see what they want. Tradition holds them back. Decision made by mom and dad. The choice is mine. See what you see. Run while you can. I bounce to you and then back to me. I wish that I
Nod your head to this here song
You like me, get your straight mob on
This year I'm takin my props
And like my nigga P said it don't stop till the casket drop
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
[ VERSE 3: WC ]
Quick, somebody help me out, get the taser gun
Doub's under the sun and it's f-f-f-fun
Here to represent, no better yet, here to claim
That loc'ed out MA-MA-MA-MAAD Circle gang, fool
Marks keep on slippin, slippin -
No wait a minute, dudes, wrong song
You know what, I'ma just give em a touch
Of what? That funk-funk-funky stuff
Niggas imitate, but they can't flip it like this
Nah sit, Boo Boo sit, let go my dick
Cause I've been watchin, watchin, watchin you watchin me
WC and no, my name ain't Winnie
I ain't got a perm
Year of the Guru Lyrics
My leader told me to jump in the river The river was deep and the weather was winter After a sailer very kindly saved me My leader told me, you'd better take it easy I took it so easy my leader called me lazy Through the lack of red meat Everything was getting hazy Friends looked at me and said, Man, you gotta be crazy Oh, oh leader My leader said son you'd better get yourself together never mind the fools wh
muthafucka, but lyrics I got plentyMy leader told me to jump in the river The river was deep and the weather was winter After a sailer very kindly saved me My leader told me, you'd better take it easy I took it so easy my leader called me lazy Through the lack of red meat Everything was getting hazy Friends looked at me and said, Man, you gotta be crazy Oh, oh leader My leader said son you'd better get yourself together never mind the fools wh
And when it comes to this I'm rankin at the top
( ? ) on my beach cruiser, puttin in work, it don't stop
[ CHORUS ]
So all you locsters and you hoes
Grab yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin over your radio
Nod your head to this here song
You like me, get your straight mob on
You shoulda known it don't stop
The Circle never fakes the funk, so muthafuckas give it up
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub