W.C. Lyrics

"Throw Ya Hood Up Lyrics"

Roll Over Beethoven Lyrics
(Chuck Berry) I'm gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ. It's a rockin' rhythm record I want my jockey to play. Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today. You know, my temperature's risin' and the jukebox blows a fuse. My heart's beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps on singin' the blues.

[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]
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 big body and the big body
Wit lyrics and 'draulics hotter than the Majave
Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon
Escalade 3-braid beer wearin'
Fuck i

Hey Lyrics
Well, I don't know, and you can't say. And even if you could, you wouldn't anyway Let's go to hell Hey...Hey..... Now I'm in love, not with he or she it's burning hate why don't they see? Get your hands off me Hey...Hey..... I'm burning now, like a falling dove (love?) I'm not fit to fall in love.

t, I thug for free and thug to eat
Niggas call me "Home of Cake" cause I love the cheese
Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow me
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 + W.C.]
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]
This is for t

Take Time To Know Him Lyrics
I found somebody I thought I truly loved he was everything I'd ever been dreaming of But he was bad I didn't know it he had a smile but never did show it All I knew is what I could see and I knew I wanted him for me I took him on to mama I wanted to be his bride Mama looked at us both and then she called me to her side Said take time to

hem geniuz
Da best is my East niazz
Both sides street niazz
This is for them DJ's coast to coast movin' this
Spin-ni-nin them turntables that bomp the Ruvian
Smashous, best trap us for cash and dump a blunt at ya's
Outta the mix-classes, this is for them riders, ridin' for the mims
Ghetto ass niazz on them big shiny rims (uh huh)
Thrashin', you're back at ya, bring a debassa'
Got dropping on your drastic, another hood classic
Dump the "Ghetto Heisman" singing "more cabbage"
A street niazz livin' on seek and kill status
Unlock the racked Def Jam cock it back
Recess is over, I want my spot back
Who's the next? I preceded to blow coming at 'em

By Any Means Lyrics
I'm feeling "Why try anymore?" The ice is broken The page is open now For all the world to see We've scratched the surface For what it's worth We've beaten odds Against our ways By any means We are the ones who want to be On our own (waste deep in need) By any means We're al

I'm in a mink coat and Spacey gat 'em
You're lookin' at 'em

[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

[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

Lah-dah-daaah

Dah-dah-daaah
[Nate Dogg] In the name of the streets