W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"The Streets (Remix) (featuring Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg & Xzibit) Lyrics"
Man That You Once Knew, The Lyrics
Written by Dallas Frazier If you see a man in clothes that's old and ragged And he walks from bar to bar in worn out shoes If people point and whisper, "God have mercy" Would you deny the man that you once knew If on the street I meet you with your new love And I walk right up and say, "How do you do" Would you turn your back and tell him you don't know me Would you deny the love that you once knew<
Written by Dallas Frazier If you see a man in clothes that's old and ragged And he walks from bar to bar in worn out shoes If people point and whisper, "God have mercy" Would you deny the man that you once knew If on the street I meet you with your new love And I walk right up and say, "How do you do" Would you turn your back and tell him you don't know me Would you deny the love that you once knew<
[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<
Good Times Lyrics
Edie Brickell & New Bohemians Good Times lyrics You don't even have to try it comes easy for you the way you move is so appealing it could make me cry go out drivin' with my friends in Bobby's big old beat up car I'm with a lot of people, then I wonder were you are Good times, bad times gimme some of that Good times, bad times gimme some of that Good times, bad times gimme some of that Ooh woo
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Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow meEdie Brickell & New Bohemians Good Times lyrics You don't even have to try it comes easy for you the way you move is so appealing it could make me cry go out drivin' with my friends in Bobby's big old beat up car I'm with a lot of people, then I wonder were you are Good times, bad times gimme some of that Good times, bad times gimme some of that Good times, bad times gimme some of that Ooh woo
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
Sometimes Samurai Lyrics
Man of the moment, possibly all time Sing to me your lullaby-y-y-y Sometime Samurai Man of the moment, possibly all time Sing to me your lullaby-y-y-y Sometime Samurai Sometime Samurai Sometime Samurai Sometime Samurai (sometime) Sometime Samurai (sing to me, yeah) Mmm Mmm my ocean and swimming at high tide Softly you protect me, tender touch of you Floating in your shadow I'm like a leaf up on the w
wit me and then sleep wit the enemy?Man of the moment, possibly all time Sing to me your lullaby-y-y-y Sometime Samurai Man of the moment, possibly all time Sing to me your lullaby-y-y-y Sometime Samurai Sometime Samurai Sometime Samurai Sometime Samurai (sometime) Sometime Samurai (sing to me, yeah) Mmm Mmm my ocean and swimming at high tide Softly you protect me, tender touch of you Floating in your shadow I'm like a leaf up on the w
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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Goin' Away Party Lyrics
GOIN' AWAY PARTY (Cindy Walker) « © '69 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI » I'm throwin' a goin' away party a party for a friend of mine So put me somewhere off in a corner with a glass and bottle of your party wine Don't worry it won't be a loud party I feel too low to get too high It's just a sad goin' away party for a dream I'm telling goodbye I'm throwin' a goin' away party a party for a friend of mine Nobody's coming but a heart
uck them other niggas they just high sidingGOIN' AWAY PARTY (Cindy Walker) « © '69 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI » I'm throwin' a goin' away party a party for a friend of mine So put me somewhere off in a corner with a glass and bottle of your party wine Don't worry it won't be a loud party I feel too low to get too high It's just a sad goin' away party for a dream I'm telling goodbye I'm throwin' a goin' away party a party for a friend of mine Nobody's coming but a heart
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