Wc It`s All Bad Lyrics

It`s All Bad Lyrics

*car speeds off*

Verse One: WC

*police sirens throughout song*
Last man standin', I'm shot
But I can't fear bleedin'
My nigga's face down, stretched out, no longer breathin'
I'm speedin', pump eatin', swervin' in the G and
Red & blue lights and squad cars is all I'm seein'
I told you motherf**kers 'No moves, no altercations'
Now it's half a tank a gas and a hostage situation
I'm facin', 25, with the 'L' so I'm stompin'
I can't shake One-Time bit*h, I swear I'm dumpin'
Helicopters trailin' my ass, won't surrender
Only thang I'm givin' up is hollow points and middle fingers (f**k y'all!)
Whoever set this sh*t the f**k up, done got us f**ked up
Runnin' outta time, and sh*t outta luck
Take that! *2 gunshots*
I ain't goin' down mothaf**ka'!
Take this! *2 gunshots*
My car roof could suck my dick!
I'm on a high-speed chase, with two money bags, *woman screams* and a
screamin' as* BIT*H

It's All Bad!

Chorus: WC w/ cops

[cops] 'Possible 211 suspect driving southbound on the 215 driving an '84
Cutlass Supreme. Believed to be armed. Please proceed with caution.'
[WC] It's All Bad!
[cops] 'Everyone proceed with caution, suspect is believed to be a black male
carrying female hostage. We got a runner fellas.'
[WC] It's All Bad!

Verse Two: WC

They trynna cut me off against the gutta' lane
Trynna run these motherf**kers to the border man
Side-swiped the mothaf**kin' El Camino!
Trynna get my black as* up outta San Bernadino
I catch the 215, to the 405
I'm catchin' hell trynna make it to the 5 I line!
They cut me off again I got to go the other way
Channel 5 in the sky we'll take *helicopter sounds* 'em through L.A.
*woman screams throughout* Quit screamin' BIT*H (shut the f**k up!)
Ho' you slowin' me down, they ain't thinkin' 'bout yo' as* SHUT THE F**K UP
now!
The bit*h didn't budge, so I shot her, *woman stops screaming* 'Bla! Bla!'
*with 2 gunshots* (stupid!)
(f**k, take a look at you now!)
I kicked the door open *door opens*, threw her body on the freeway
Continued the chase, wiped the blood *door closes* off my face
Lookin' for an exit as soon as I reloads my mag' *reloads mag*
*car horns throughout* Stuck in heavy traffic...

Nigga It's All Bad!

Chorus: WC w/ cops 
*car horns and helicopter sounds*
[cops] *unitelligible* 'Suspect has just thrown female hostage on the side of
 
the 605 freeway. We now have him in heavy traffic on the 105 heading
westbound.'
[WC] It's All Bad!
[cops] 'Looks like he's trying pulling 1-8 10 and Central. He might try and
make a run for it. Don't let him get away. Take this f**ker.'
[WC] It's All Bad!

Verse 3: WC

Now it's time for me to make my getawaaaaaay!
f**k a hostage, I'm doin' this the nigga waaaaaay!
I jumped out the car, and started squezzin' the trigga' 
*8 gunshots* (bla! bla! bla! bla!)
And duckin' at 'em,  I'm bustin' at 'em, laughin' at 'em, trynna splat 'em,
cussin at 'em
Like a true f**kin' G is supposed ta
I'm bustin' at the helicopter as I get closa'
Trynna shake 'em off my tail
I make's my way to the side of the freeway
Now I'm climbin' over the guard rail
I'm a felon, I can't take no shorts
I'm runnin' down Imperial past Imperial Courts
Stop to catch my breath 'til I heard the dogs barkin'
Now a nigga's runnin' past a nigga's [?]cigardens[?]
I hear the helicopter closin' in, yellin' 'freeze'
But I'm yellin' back 'f**k you!', hittin' 'em up with C's (f**k yaa'll!)
A beautiful day for dyin', nigga I'm hearin' sirens
On sight, no warnins that these coward's 'll be firin'
I made my way to Avalon
Peepin' any, get in the corner
I got's ta think quick, or I'm a goner
Saw this nigga slippin' in a '98 Ac-Right
*gun cocks, followed by a gunshot* (Get the f**k out!)
Left him bleedin' at the light!
Now it's back on, the money bag full of riches
f**k One-Time, that get in my way, I'm killin' these bit*hes
I'm doin' 85 loc, these fools can't touch me
Came across Western, hit the back at Kentucky
Fish trailin', mashin' on my brakes I had to stop
Awww F**K! Ain't this a bit*h?! A road block!

Break: WC w/ cops

[cops]'Get out the car now I say, keep your hands up! Get out the car now or
I'm forced to shoot!' *gun cocks*
[WC] f**k that... 
[cops] He's movin'!! He's movin'!!

*car speeds off*

*car horns until beginning of chorus*

*about twenty gunshots*

[cops] 'Cease fire!! Cease fire damnit!!'

Chorus: WC

It's All Bad!
Dead on arrival!
Nigga It's All Bad!
Dead on arrival!
It's All Bad!
It's All Bad!
Nigga we all, dead on arrival!

*helicopter flies by*