W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Paper Trippin' (featuring Nate Dogg) Lyrics"
Then The Morning Comes Lyrics
Greg Camp Paint the town take a bow Thank every body you're gonna do it again You are the few the proud You are the antibody, mind, soul and Zen And the world's a stage And the world's a faze and the end is near So push rewind just in time Thank anybody you're gonna do it again The way that you walk It's just the way that you talk like it ain't no thing And every si
Greg Camp Paint the town take a bow Thank every body you're gonna do it again You are the few the proud You are the antibody, mind, soul and Zen And the world's a stage And the world's a faze and the end is near So push rewind just in time Thank anybody you're gonna do it again The way that you walk It's just the way that you talk like it ain't no thing And every si
[WC]
Uhh, yeah! What's crackin y'all? Dub C
Still chasin this cheese, puttin it down
Whassup Nate?
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's (dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need (we rider rider riders)
Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's (yeah, yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need
[WC]
Check it out
What they hittin fo'? Look I'm sick of all this chattin
Bullshit rappin, let's really get it a-crackin
Y'all niggaz ain't ready fo' a nigga that's gettin paper
Foe scraper, dice shaker, the white, Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang ambassador, givin it up back at'c
Dr?ber Reden Lyrics
Sei nicht sauer auf die Regierung, sondern sei ein bisschen nett. Sie will doch nur das Allerbeste f?r dich und auch f?r mich. Nehmt die Steine weg, kommt zur Vernunft, wie w?r's mit 'nem Gespr?ch. Wer ist den ganzen Dreck hier eigentlich schuld? Liegt es denn immer nur am System? Lasst uns alle mal dr?ber reden, denn diskutieren schadet nie - gegen
ha blastin yaSei nicht sauer auf die Regierung, sondern sei ein bisschen nett. Sie will doch nur das Allerbeste f?r dich und auch f?r mich. Nehmt die Steine weg, kommt zur Vernunft, wie w?r's mit 'nem Gespr?ch. Wer ist den ganzen Dreck hier eigentlich schuld? Liegt es denn immer nur am System? Lasst uns alle mal dr?ber reden, denn diskutieren schadet nie - gegen
Off brand assassin-er, jackin for figures c'mon
Totalled up a rock, with a repetitive offender
The purple tinter, the big spender
The realest nigga you know, smellin like doe doe and Pruno
Sick with the flow, swangin low-lows and Harleys
Gather the guests at my mansions and throw my parole parties
Ex criminal turned corporate; elevated my game to worldwide nation
Tippin on paper trippin nia
[Chorus]
[WC]
Big beans or big wings or big screens
Befo' y'all stands a ghetto nigga with big dreams
I throw the dice, close my eyes and rich roll 'em
Take my handkerchief and fold 'em, y'all know the slogan
Riders don't worry multiply shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky, fuck hoes and stay high
The bigger the lick the bigger the hit to cash it all
So whether the
Deal With The Preacher Lyrics
I need love, the kind of love I've never know before You need it too the kind that makes you feel so good I want to give you all the love you need Well I'm a loner and thats the way I want to be As the sun climbs across the sky above So your smile fill me with a stronger love Just as you and I watchin' the morning sky Somehow I know it's time for me to say goodbye I cant ma
y ready or not I'm snatchin it allI need love, the kind of love I've never know before You need it too the kind that makes you feel so good I want to give you all the love you need Well I'm a loner and thats the way I want to be As the sun climbs across the sky above So your smile fill me with a stronger love Just as you and I watchin' the morning sky Somehow I know it's time for me to say goodbye I cant ma
Wood grains and chrome frames the mode is hang
A trick that won't sang, transported dem thangs
Fuck the pain, give me a label ain't shit funny
Look I'm tryin to touch that Rush and Lyor Cohen's money
Get the Neville's money and blow doja with my stash on rich
And get my dick licked by the baddest bitch
Fade ya, real boy major with tough shit they ain't got
like three-way pagers, nigga I'm paper trippin
[Chorus]
[Nate Dogg]
Paper is all.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. I need
[WC]
Testin testin, broadcastin live
All day unleaded'll go fo' forty-nine
No garbage no cut, just the bomb pow-wow
Gots to get my hands on that new body style
Floss all y
We Are The Champions Lyrics
I am the champion my friend And i'll keep on fighting 'till the end I am the champion I am the champion Don't end for loser cos I am the champion [The Game] Guess whos back in a son of a bitch Underground king with a gun on his hip Not the UGK like bun b and pimp c But I gotta go shoot a bucket in my bently Ain't shit changed with the guts in a range And no more
ou nigga, toss liquor upI am the champion my friend And i'll keep on fighting 'till the end I am the champion I am the champion Don't end for loser cos I am the champion [The Game] Guess whos back in a son of a bitch Underground king with a gun on his hip Not the UGK like bun b and pimp c But I gotta go shoot a bucket in my bently Ain't shit changed with the guts in a range And no more
A rugged nigga smokin on a cigarette butt
Mashin and I ain't lettin the pedal up
Cause all these songs on my radio ain't ghetto enough
Shutted 'em up with the tank in the cut, I'm sweated to bust
Dub C'zy, fo'ever, gettin 'em up
Hands down I'm the motherfuckin man
Who else could take a gang hop and turn it to a national dance
Givin the fans a glance of a rider saggin his pants
with my rag on my cane standin in a penguin stance, nigga
Worldwidin, ridin, collidin
Fool it's sincerely yours the Ghetto Heisman, paper trippin
[Chorus]
[WC]
Dub C, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulous
Comin through with fingers in the air
Y'all know what time it is
[Nate] Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's
[WC] Dem dolla dolla dollars