W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Walk With Me Lyrics"
Memories Lyrics
Memories of the love I left behind I still think about it all the time nothing stays the same Maybe I'm to blame Oh I I'd do it all again And through these eyes I've seen a thousand lies And it's taken years to realise Nothing stays the same No one is to blame but I I'd do it all again Doesn't really matter if you got it right Doesn't really matter who was wrong or right Yeah All I know is I know that I can make it through What about you
Ha-ha, yeah
Will I make it to see tomorrow
Ain't no tellin
This one right here, for all the riders
No matter what side you on
Peep game
Welcome to the killing fields
Nigga, the home of the G's
Land of the nymphos and murderers
Still G's and never C's
Careful of what the jaw breakers
Paper chase, parole piss test takers
To make us all the roof makers
Playas, best to keep your crew tight, and game in check
Cuz haters it's getting harder and harder to protect
I be peepin the animosity, how these niggas be watchin me
Ready to catch me slippin so that they can cut the glock on me
Gots to be clever, when now they grindin for your cheese
Cuz when it be comin to drama, my city's under siege
Watch who you're talkin to to, and keep your eyes on em
Cuz the closest nigga to ya is the nigga with wise on em
I rise on em, so now they label me a menace
But they don't understand the wicked shit that I done witnessed
187's, 211's to drivebys
While most niggas
[Chorus:]
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the coward ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Now as I look to my riz-ight and to my liz-eft
I see my siz-elf starin face to face with hisself
Will I live to see my little one grow to be a G
Like his daddy W from the dub S C (look at that)
I keep the guts to keep the heat on ya
And watch your enemies cuz they creep on ya
Now when time comes around for my name to be called
I'd rather die with it on me then not have it all
Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter homicide
G riders into the makers of a
How far will I make it
Cuz I'm related, I know I'm highly hated
Affiliated, tomorrow ain't promised so at night I pray
I live to give it up for the hood another day
[Chorus:]
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the trigger happy police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Drama more drama more drama more drama
Niggas are goin crazy for this mother fuckin dollar
I done seen em turn G's to snitches
Browns to kissers, niggas like used to consider reel to reel bitches
Niggas done switch-ded turn from killas to powder
Bust up, I'm pumpin, crack and tore that ass up and
Bitches I used to fuck in 96
Is now turnin tricks for hits cuz they addicted to glass dicks
Suckin
The ex-class felon notorious now the deadbeet queen
Check out her body, take a look at how the crack took toll
Went from being fine as hell to look at my guest or roll
I'm swoll, a boss with a perm and a frown
They say chicks don't run for witness partic a clown
I'm tryin to stay strong and mantain my stroll
But the neighborhood just ain't the same no more, uh-uh
[Chorus:]
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the scandalous ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Uh, yeah, uh
Mother fuckers better take heed
Cuz love don't live here no more
South Central L.A.
The modern day plantation
Where every nigga's guilty by affiliation
Memories of the love I left behind I still think about it all the time nothing stays the same Maybe I'm to blame Oh I I'd do it all again And through these eyes I've seen a thousand lies And it's taken years to realise Nothing stays the same No one is to blame but I I'd do it all again Doesn't really matter if you got it right Doesn't really matter who was wrong or right Yeah All I know is I know that I can make it through What about you
Ha-ha, yeah
Will I make it to see tomorrow
Ain't no tellin
This one right here, for all the riders
No matter what side you on
Peep game
Welcome to the killing fields
Nigga, the home of the G's
Land of the nymphos and murderers
Still G's and never C's
Careful of what the jaw breakers
Paper chase, parole piss test takers
To make us all the roof makers
Playas, best to keep your crew tight, and game in check
Cuz haters it's getting harder and harder to protect
I be peepin the animosity, how these niggas be watchin me
Ready to catch me slippin so that they can cut the glock on me
Gots to be clever, when now they grindin for your cheese
Cuz when it be comin to drama, my city's under siege
Watch who you're talkin to to, and keep your eyes on em
Cuz the closest nigga to ya is the nigga with wise on em
I rise on em, so now they label me a menace
But they don't understand the wicked shit that I done witnessed
187's, 211's to drivebys
While most niggas
Mama's little boy Lyrics
Come the night, come the night All the man want to fuss and tight But not me, not me `Cause that's not what i want to be Cause I'm Mama's little boy Mam tells me everything she sees Well it may scare you but it don't scare me Cause I'm Mama's little boy I like what i want to see All day long she watches her dancing sons Come the night she picks the talles one But I'm Mama's little boy I've nothing to hide All the Gods, the Gods of the sun <
divin for the Z-25, come onCome the night, come the night All the man want to fuss and tight But not me, not me `Cause that's not what i want to be Cause I'm Mama's little boy Mam tells me everything she sees Well it may scare you but it don't scare me Cause I'm Mama's little boy I like what i want to see All day long she watches her dancing sons Come the night she picks the talles one But I'm Mama's little boy I've nothing to hide All the Gods, the Gods of the sun <
[Chorus:]
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the coward ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Now as I look to my riz-ight and to my liz-eft
I see my siz-elf starin face to face with hisself
Will I live to see my little one grow to be a G
Like his daddy W from the dub S C (look at that)
I keep the guts to keep the heat on ya
And watch your enemies cuz they creep on ya
Now when time comes around for my name to be called
I'd rather die with it on me then not have it all
Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter homicide
G riders into the makers of a
Lady Marmalade Lyrics
LIL KIM: Wheres are all my soul sisters? Let me hear you flow sisters ALL: Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister MYA: He met Marmalade down in ol' Moulin Rouge Strutting her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey Joe You wanna give it a go?", oh Gitchy gitchy ya ya ta ta (hey hey hey) Gitchy gitchy ya ya here (here) Mocha chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah) Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
buckin ImpalaLIL KIM: Wheres are all my soul sisters? Let me hear you flow sisters ALL: Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister MYA: He met Marmalade down in ol' Moulin Rouge Strutting her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey Joe You wanna give it a go?", oh Gitchy gitchy ya ya ta ta (hey hey hey) Gitchy gitchy ya ya here (here) Mocha chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah) Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
How far will I make it
Cuz I'm related, I know I'm highly hated
Affiliated, tomorrow ain't promised so at night I pray
I live to give it up for the hood another day
[Chorus:]
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the trigger happy police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Drama more drama more drama more drama
Niggas are goin crazy for this mother fuckin dollar
I done seen em turn G's to snitches
Browns to kissers, niggas like used to consider reel to reel bitches
Niggas done switch-ded turn from killas to powder
Bust up, I'm pumpin, crack and tore that ass up and
Bitches I used to fuck in 96
Is now turnin tricks for hits cuz they addicted to glass dicks
Suckin
Intro / Cash Will Do The Job Lyrics
the power of industry gets it all done the power of industry gets it all done stinking factories near little towns the power of industry gets it all done illegal permission, illegal allowance the power of industry gets it all done the power of industry fucks little men Marx was right on this one the power of industry gets it all done the power of industry gets it all done will demonstrations change anything? the power of industry gets it all done as the money of industrie
iggas off for the green the power of industry gets it all done the power of industry gets it all done stinking factories near little towns the power of industry gets it all done illegal permission, illegal allowance the power of industry gets it all done the power of industry fucks little men Marx was right on this one the power of industry gets it all done the power of industry gets it all done will demonstrations change anything? the power of industry gets it all done as the money of industrie
The ex-class felon notorious now the deadbeet queen
Check out her body, take a look at how the crack took toll
Went from being fine as hell to look at my guest or roll
I'm swoll, a boss with a perm and a frown
They say chicks don't run for witness partic a clown
I'm tryin to stay strong and mantain my stroll
But the neighborhood just ain't the same no more, uh-uh
[Chorus:]
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the scandalous ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Uh, yeah, uh
Mother fuckers better take heed
Cuz love don't live here no more
South Central L.A.
The modern day plantation
Where every nigga's guilty by affiliation