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WC lyrics
"West Up (featuring Mack 10 Ice Cube) Lyrics"
Schwanengesang Lyrics
Verklungene Maren in des Skalden Hall Als der kuhne Degen am Saume des Waldes den Hauch vernahm Ein Hauch waidlichen Stolzes vermummt in Huf und Mantel Gar gro? war der Wonnerausch der seine Seele beflugelte Gleich einem Sturmhengst dem lockenden Gewieher Nachpreschend seiner Bestimmung entgegen ... "Dies geschah als des Wodanbaumes Blatter ihren frischgrunen Glanz verloren, der letzte Nagel der Vollendung des Totenschiffs gereichte die Midgardschlange sich im grimmen Ha? hob der Fe
Verklungene Maren in des Skalden Hall Als der kuhne Degen am Saume des Waldes den Hauch vernahm Ein Hauch waidlichen Stolzes vermummt in Huf und Mantel Gar gro? war der Wonnerausch der seine Seele beflugelte Gleich einem Sturmhengst dem lockenden Gewieher Nachpreschend seiner Bestimmung entgegen ... "Dies geschah als des Wodanbaumes Blatter ihren frischgrunen Glanz verloren, der letzte Nagel der Vollendung des Totenschiffs gereichte die Midgardschlange sich im grimmen Ha? hob der Fe
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 swit
Nightrain Lyrics
Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight Well I'm a west coast struttin' One bad mother Got a rattlesnake suitcase Under my arm Said I'm a mean machine Been drinkin' gasoline And honey you can make my motor hum I got one chance left In a nine live cat I got a dog eat dog sly smile I got a Molotov cocktail With a match to go I smoke my cigarette with style
ch
Cause Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this b-i-itch
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 n
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
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")
Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight Well I'm a west coast struttin' One bad mother Got a rattlesnake suitcase Under my arm Said I'm a mean machine Been drinkin' gasoline And honey you can make my motor hum I got one chance left In a nine live cat I got a dog eat dog sly smile I got a Molotov cocktail With a match to go I smoke my cigarette with style
ch
Cause Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this b-i-itch
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 n
Love Is a Night Lyrics
Hangin' out in New Orleans Diggin' on the bourbon scenes Just feelin' the vibes of the oncoming days There ain't no texan chaparral To hide away all those southern belles Just thinking about that georgian gal conjures a crazw Love is a night Who really cares if it's wrong or it's right And all that I care You've been some life and love I could share Got a thing in Tennessee She ain't about to marry me There's never been a time she says yes and means no I h
glectHangin' out in New Orleans Diggin' on the bourbon scenes Just feelin' the vibes of the oncoming days There ain't no texan chaparral To hide away all those southern belles Just thinking about that georgian gal conjures a crazw Love is a night Who really cares if it's wrong or it's right And all that I care You've been some life and love I could share Got a thing in Tennessee She ain't about to marry me There's never been a time she says yes and means no I h
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
Wala Lela Lyrics
WALA LEILA ... WALA AGMAL MEN DI LEILA BEIN EDAYYA 7ABEEBI BA3D SNEEN TAWEELA WALA LEILA ... WALA AGMAL MEN DI LEILA BEIN EDAYYA 7ABEEBI BA3D SNEEN TAWEELA DA 7ABEEBI WALA A'3LA MEN 7ABEEBI MEN EL NAHARDA MA3 EL AMAR DA MALI 7EELA WALA LEILA ... WALA AGMAL MEN DI LEILA BEIN EDAYYA 7ABEEBI BA3D SNEEN TAWEELA KELMA WA7DA SME3TAHA NAWWAR SENEENI A3MEL EH FE KALAMO.. SE7R BEYNADEENI ELGAMAL DA A7LA MEN A7LA SOORA 3OMRI WALLA MA SHOFT ZAYYO FYOM B3EINI
five-oh, we call it one timeWALA LEILA ... WALA AGMAL MEN DI LEILA BEIN EDAYYA 7ABEEBI BA3D SNEEN TAWEELA WALA LEILA ... WALA AGMAL MEN DI LEILA BEIN EDAYYA 7ABEEBI BA3D SNEEN TAWEELA DA 7ABEEBI WALA A'3LA MEN 7ABEEBI MEN EL NAHARDA MA3 EL AMAR DA MALI 7EELA WALA LEILA ... WALA AGMAL MEN DI LEILA BEIN EDAYYA 7ABEEBI BA3D SNEEN TAWEELA KELMA WA7DA SME3TAHA NAWWAR SENEENI A3MEL EH FE KALAMO.. SE7R BEYNADEENI ELGAMAL DA A7LA MEN A7LA SOORA 3OMRI WALLA MA SHOFT ZAYYO FYOM B3EINI
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")