W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"The Streets (Remix) (featuring Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg & Xzibit) Lyrics"
Six A.M. Lyrics
I know that the things that I say arent too cool but i feel like im whacked out on high octane you we walked and we talked in ??? park im flippin my wig over you i laid on the floor wonderin what i should do i couldnt help smilin at you like a goof i wish i had known that i could have gone home with you flippin my wig over you you had me wonderin why im so lame you had me thinkin about you all day every day the suns comin up an
I know that the things that I say arent too cool but i feel like im whacked out on high octane you we walked and we talked in ??? park im flippin my wig over you i laid on the floor wonderin what i should do i couldnt help smilin at you like a goof i wish i had known that i could have gone home with you flippin my wig over you you had me wonderin why im so lame you had me thinkin about you all day every day the suns comin up an
[Intro]
Yea . .
Turn the music up a little bit . . .[*Nate Dogg in background] Dah-dah-daaah
Uh, yea Lah-dah-daaah
A little bit louder . . right there Dah-dah-daaah
[Nate Dogg:] In the name of the streets
[Verse: WC]
Click click bu ya! Dub kicked the frame in (uh huh)
Nigga let the games begin, as I standin'
Tossed the tall can on a campus off the limital
scanners takin' penitentiary chances
Sick wit it, off the ric wit it
Blue beenie knitted; freshly acquitted
Grind-grimey, the thick body and the big body
Wit lyrics and 'draulics hotter than the Majave
Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon
Escalade 3-braid beard wearin'
Fuck it, I thug for free and thug to eat
Niggas call me "Home of Cake" cause I love the cheese<
Now You're Gonna Get It Lyrics
Are you planning your escape? Are you crumbling for the evening When I’m asleep and you’re awake? I swear to god I’d take it to the grave But are you planning your escape? She’s a wonderful actress Who’ll be counting your mistakes? Who’ll be holding back your pigtailed hair While you’re throwing up your birthday cake? Here’s your make up shut your face You’ll be easily replaced So was
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Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow meAre you planning your escape? Are you crumbling for the evening When I’m asleep and you’re awake? I swear to god I’d take it to the grave But are you planning your escape? She’s a wonderful actress Who’ll be counting your mistakes? Who’ll be holding back your pigtailed hair While you’re throwing up your birthday cake? Here’s your make up shut your face You’ll be easily replaced So was
Let me see ya put them hands up like a robbery
I solemnly swear to stay down and slang the seed
I spit in the name of the streets
[Chorus: Nate Dogg + WC]
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)
I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)
Hold my hood up high (throw my hood up high)
In the name of the streets
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' rich ride (I'm goin' rich ride)
I'm gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)
Hold my hood up high
In the name of the streets
[Verse: Snoop Dogg]
This the itty-bitty nigga from the city they call LB
What you know about the D-O-G?
I keep my peeps wit a bag a' treats
On the streets my nephews beat your beat and keep that heat
In the Cutt and indiscrete
Me and Dub-C crippin' couzins in this industry
A lotta' y'all pretend to be
Wanna see friend
DEATH OF ME Lyrics
Burn your sign into my skin Nail the box and throw me in Take the coins from my eyes Plow me under like my friends Lock the cell and kill the sun Let me cook until I'm done Drown my soul in love and rage Until I kiss the loaded gun "This is the death of me I know" Shoot the horse from under me Blind my eyes till I believe You've broken both my loving arms Pull the rope and set me free
wit me and then sleep wit the enemy?Burn your sign into my skin Nail the box and throw me in Take the coins from my eyes Plow me under like my friends Lock the cell and kill the sun Let me cook until I'm done Drown my soul in love and rage Until I kiss the loaded gun "This is the death of me I know" Shoot the horse from under me Blind my eyes till I believe You've broken both my loving arms Pull the rope and set me free
Want some, get some, bad enough take some
Suckas poppin' off I'm 'bout to take one
Braids on, make done, don't want none
And just cause we talkin', what you doin' C-Walking?
It's not just a dance it's a way a' living
Now if ya C-Walking, ya best to "see" Crippin'
And that goes for kids too, and R&B singers
Nigga quit Crip-Walking if ya ain't a gang banger
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nate Dogg]
I told a woman I don't love her but she wants to go
I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe
I ain't a hater I'm a player so I fucked 'em both
In the name of the streets
[Verse: Xzibit]
High resolution, high definition
Let the tape roll let the whole world listen
Hold your position, don't go backwards
I'm frontlining and the West keep shining
Fuck wit ya nigga your boy "X" still grindin'
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Tear Shit Down Lyrics
Intro: Ay baby what's up happenin (nuthin) I'm tellin you it's about to happen I just ran into the coldest motherfuckin record C.O. I'm tellin you my shit is about to be on I've been here in the studio every motherfuckin night I'm tellin you I ain't Mr. Lick (Are you for real?) I'm dead ass (you a stupid motherfucker) Yeah man, Pass that weed, aight! {Lil Dap} My third eye touch the moon about four a.m. Star
uck them other niggas they just high sidingIntro: Ay baby what's up happenin (nuthin) I'm tellin you it's about to happen I just ran into the coldest motherfuckin record C.O. I'm tellin you my shit is about to be on I've been here in the studio every motherfuckin night I'm tellin you I ain't Mr. Lick (Are you for real?) I'm dead ass (you a stupid motherfucker) Yeah man, Pass that weed, aight! {Lil Dap} My third eye touch the moon about four a.m. Star
Talking and lie, bitchin' and cry
Gossip and hate but ain't nobody's right
Fuck going diamond if ya make it turn pussy
Don't push me, peep game like a booky
The hook lining singer, the deep thinker
Ego auto-biography beat it nigga ya bother me
Glass hit them hard, take no prisoners
Been choiced for the voice
I speak for my people like a Senator
Raise up, the blunts get blazed up
Swing like a gorilla nigga you ain't a king, c'mon!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
[*Nate Dogg in background] Dah-dah-daaah
Yea . . . Lah-dah-daaah
Dub-C . . . Dah-dah-daaah
The "Ghetto Heisman" . . .
[Nate Dogg:] In the name of the streets
Swangin' through a hood near you [*over last line of outro] Dah-dah-daaah