W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"West Up! (featuring Mack 10 & Ice Cube) Lyrics"
In My Life Lyrics
There are places I'll remember All my life Though some have changed Some forever Not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all But of all these friends and lovers There is no one Compares with you And these memories Lose their meaning When I t
There are places I'll remember All my life Though some have changed Some forever Not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all But of all these friends and lovers There is no one Compares with you And these memories Lose their meaning When I t
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
Take Off Your Shoes Lyrics
If you're gonna walk on my love, baby The least you can do is take off your shoes Yeah, if you're gonna walk on my love, baby The least you can do is take off your shoes Yes, how can you hurt me so bad, baby After I've been so good to you Coming home last night about half past ten I saw you with another man, baby Coming out of the Dewdrop Inn You know I recognized the dress I bought you, baby To match your re
e Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this b-i-itchIf you're gonna walk on my love, baby The least you can do is take off your shoes Yeah, if you're gonna walk on my love, baby The least you can do is take off your shoes Yes, how can you hurt me so bad, baby After I've been so good to you Coming home last night about half past ten I saw you with another man, baby Coming out of the Dewdrop Inn You know I recognized the dress I bought you, baby To match your re
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
Trashed Lyrics
I’m like a soldier With no cause to fight Playing with bar boys To test you just right I watch your features I check for a sign Of some kind of failure Then I feel sublime Now I know I have to live without you I can only bend so far Guess it’s time to make some moves without you Now you’ve gone and trashed my heart Solid demeanour I look good a feat Still I’m too vicousct
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
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")
I’m like a soldier With no cause to fight Playing with bar boys To test you just right I watch your features I check for a sign Of some kind of failure Then I feel sublime Now I know I have to live without you I can only bend so far Guess it’s time to make some moves without you Now you’ve gone and trashed my heart Solid demeanour I look good a feat Still I’m too vicous
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
Worth Every Mile Lyrics
Written by Travis Tritt The roads that we've traveled Ain't always been easy Lord knows we've both seen our share Of troubles and trials It's hard to believe We made it so far together But just between you and me darling It was worth every mile Chorus: It was worth every storm We had to weather It was worth all the evenings We cried together When the going got toughest I could count
ve-oh, we call it one timeWritten by Travis Tritt The roads that we've traveled Ain't always been easy Lord knows we've both seen our share Of troubles and trials It's hard to believe We made it so far together But just between you and me darling It was worth every mile Chorus: It was worth every storm We had to weather It was worth all the evenings We cried together When the going got toughest I could count
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")