There is more than one artist called WC:

1) rapper
2) punk band f… Read Full Bio ↴There is more than one artist called WC:

1) rapper
2) punk band from Poland
3) Swedish punk band
4) Greek band
5) Israeli alternative rock duo

1) William L. Calhoun, Jr. (born in 1970), better known by his stage name WC pronounced "Dub-C" and not "Double-U-C", is an American West Coast rapper. He was born in Texas, but moved to Los Angeles at an early age.

Known for his long braided goatee, lyricism, and Crip walking, WC has been a staple in West Coast gangsta rap since the early 1990s. He also is a known Crips member from 111 Neighborhood crip gang a California based gang.

WC began his career with underground rap groups such as Low Profile and WC and the Maad Circle. His 1998 solo debut The Shadiest One landed in the Top 20, featuring such singles as "Cheddar", "Just Clownin'" and "Better Days". The Ghetto Heisman followed in 2002 and featured the song "The Streets", which also landed in the Top 20.

2) WC (Wyidealizowana Ciemność) is a punk band from Poland formed in 1981 in Miastko.

3) WC was a Swedish punk band. It was formed in 1979 by guitar player Niklas Andersson and bass player Tommy Eger. After a turbulent and somewhat unserious start, the band got it’s first gig in autumn 1980 as a trio with Jörgen Bröms on drums and vocals. The group became a quartet in spring 1981, when they picked up Perry Ingman for a drummer and Jörgen moved over to guitar. With this lineup they won a rock band competition in autumn ‘82 in which the price was to record a single. The single was recorded the days before new years eve the same year in Pop Studio in Eskilstuna. A-side was “Polis, polis” (Police, police) and B-side was “Pappershjältar” (Paper heroes). The record was sold in a somewhat different way. A concert was organized where the audience, for only 20 SEK (~$2), got both the single and the concert with three bands. When Jörgen in early 1984 decided to leave his home town the band decided to play a farewell concert in Eskilstuna Folkets hus. Jörgen was replaced with Tony Andersson, previously singer in the band Kontaktlim, but shortly thereafter the band split up anyway.
The former members kept playing together in different constellations. Perry and Tony played in, among others, Pussy Galore and GASTONES (president gas), and Tommy and Jörgen (who moved back to Eskilstuna in 1986) played together, for a short while, as Alla presidentens män.
WC was reunited in 1999, with all former members except Niklas. Among other things hey played at Pipaluckbolaget’s gala in Eskilstuna, and also rerecorded 12 old WC songs. The recordings were supposed to be released on Rosa Honung Records, but they never were and WC went under once again.
Official webpage: http://hem.passagen.se/mahonie/WC/

4) WC was born in New York City during 2003. The band chooses the controversial name “WC” in an effort to contradict the glamorous and fashionable situation flooding the world of modern music.

On July 2007 Sterling Sound in New York chooses WC’s “Ashes” to be featured on “Sterling Sound’s emerging artists player” an honour that places WC among the best newcoming bands worldwide.

Their debut album “WC” is released by Legend Records on December 10, 2007 throughout Greece and Cyprus.
The initial line up (2003) consisted of Wastor (Vocals, Guitars, El.Violin), Amanita (Drums, Vocals) and bassist Kevin Hummel. During the following 2 years they colaborated with various bands and performed in various clubs around the NYC area including CBGBs and the Barracuda. The band’s sound during that time was heavily inspired by the nu-metal and industrial-metal scene. They recorded a four song promo CD that included “Mr. Pink” a song that attracted the interest of Daniel Glass of Artemis Records, one of the largest independent labels in NYC.

2005 finds Wastor and Amanita returning to Athens Greece, while they begin recordings for their first album in the Greek language. The band’s sound evolves towards a darker Gothic sound and they release the song “Ou Foneyseis” (“Thou shall not Kill”) featuring Georgia Kefala (Mple) on vocals, and their first video clip “A.M.Y.M” directed by Constantine .

WC’s aggressive sound along with their heavily inspired by gothic imagery stage image, attracted the interest of L. Mahairitsas (a Greek platinum selling singer). The result of WC’s collaboration with L.Mahairitsas was the song “Falaina”, released by Minos-EMI Greece, and presented live in Thessaloniki, on a show aired on “NET” (National Greek Television) that watched more than half a million people.

In February 2006, WC return to their initial trio form, with the addition of Johnny Ray on el. bass, a position that later will be taken by Manos “Elfman”

WC’s debut album “WC” released Dec 20, 2007 and is a “bi-lingual” album having versions of their songs both in Greek and in English. Within 2 weeks WC hit the Greek charts while the media praises its release in their critics. Their video clip for “Ou Foneyseis” will be nominated for best video of the year 2008 (category: alternative) by MAD TV (Greece’s biggest music video TV network).

5) WC, an Israeli alternative rock duo, consists of the brothers Aryeh and Avshalom Hasafri, who write poignant political texts and create dance music that is not necessarily intended for performances in clubs. The brothers' joint work began in the living room of their house in Florentine, Tel Aviv and continued through leading festivals in Israel and street protests in Balfour, Jerusalem.

Paper Trippin' ft. Nate Dogg
WC Lyrics

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[WC]
Uhh, yeah! What's crackin why'all? Dub see
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
why'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'cha blastin ya
Off brand assassin-er, jackin for figures see'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' why'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, why'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 they ready or not I'm snatchin it all
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 you nigga, toss liquor up
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 see'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 see, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulous
Comin through with fingers in the air
why'all know what time it is

[Nate] Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's
[WC] Dem dolla dolla dollars

Overall Meaning

The song Paper Trippin' by WC featuring Nate Dogg is a hip hop track that is all about getting rich and staying stacked in cash. The song begins with WC rapping about his life as a hustler and how he's always been chasing money. He talks about being a rider ringleader who loves making his money through dice playing, scrapping scrapers, and dealing weed. He also drops a few lines about his fancy lifestyle, boasting about how he loves wearing Chuck Taylors, blue gators, and walking with big stacks of cash.

In the second verse, WC raps about how he is trying to make it big in the music industry by collaborating with big names like Rush and Lyor Cohen. He talks about wanting to make records that are "ghetto enough" and how he is committed to a life of hustling, no matter what. The chorus, which is sung by Nate Dogg, is a powerful reminder that for WC, paper was and would always be everything. He is not rich yet, but he is still stacking G’s and is not afraid to do anything to get them.

Overall, the song is a classic representation of the gangsta rap sound of the 90s and early 2000s. It's packed with references to money, power, and luxury, and is a celebration of the hustler's lifestyle.

Line by Line Meaning

Uhh, yeah! What's crackin why'all? Dub see
Introducing himself and starting the song with an enthusiastic greeting.

Still chasin this cheese, puttin it down
Continuously pursuing money and success in his career.

Whassup Nate?
Addressing Nate Dogg and getting him involved in the song.

Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G’s
Despite not being wealthy yet, he is steadily accumulating money.

Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need
Money is the key to his success and he will do what it takes to protect it.

Check it out What they hittin fo'? Look I'm sick of all this chattin
Expressing frustration with talk and wanting action.

Foe scraper, dice shaker, the white, Chuck Taylors Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Describing his fashion and accessories, including expensive shoes and large amounts of money.

Ya bang ambassador, givin it up back at'cha blastin ya
Asserting himself as a leader and retaliating against enemies.

Off brand assassin-er, jackin for figures see'mon
Claiming to be willing to steal money to achieve his goals.

The realest nigga you know, smellin like doe doe and Pruno Sick with the flow, swangin low-lows and Harleys
Boasting about his authenticity and talents, and mentioning his love for cars.

Gather the guests at my mansions and throw my parole parties
Hosting parties at his mansion and celebrating his success despite previous legal trouble.

Befo' why'all stands a ghetto nigga with big dreams
Introducing himself as a person with grand aspirations.

Take my handkerchief and fold 'em, why'all know the slogan Riders don't worry multiply shift gears
Referencing the handkerchief folding ritual and encouraging persistence and adaptability.

Fuck hoes and stay high
Advocating for promiscuity and drug use.

So whether they ready or not I'm snatchin it all
Asserting that he will take what he wants, despite others' preparedness.

Fade ya, real boy major with tough shit they ain't got like three-way pagers, nigga I'm paper trippin
Showing off his wealth and material possessions, including a three-way pager.

Testin testin, broadcastin live All day unleaded'll go fo' forty-nine
Making a radio analogy and commenting on the price of gas.

Cause all these songs on my radio ain't ghetto enough
Commenting on the lack of authenticity in mainstream music.

Shutted 'em up with the tank in the cut, I'm sweated to bust
Silencing critics with his skills and determination.

Comin through with fingers in the air
Describing his arrival with a signature style.

Dub see, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulous
Referring to himself as a fantastic and stylish person from the ghetto.

Worldwidin, ridin, collidin Fool it's sincerely yours the Ghetto Heisman, paper trippin
Continuing his boastful language while referencing his status as a highly respected and successful person from the ghetto.

Dem dolla dolla dollars
Reinforcing the importance of money in his life.

Paper is all.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars) .. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars) .. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars) .. I need
Repeating the importance of money in his life.

The bigger the lick the bigger the hit to cash it all
Asserting the risks and rewards of pursuing money.

Wood grains and chrome frames the mode is hang A trick that won't sang, transported dem thangs
Describing his car and his ability to smuggle items.

Get the Neville's money and blow doja with my stash on rich And get my dick licked by the baddest bitch
Stating his goals, including smoking weed, having money, and engaging in sexual activity.

Hands down I'm the motherfuckin man Who else could take a gang hop and turn it to a national dance
Asserting his status as a highly respected and innovative person in his field.

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