Westside - TQ
Westside
TQ
© 1999
This is goin� out
To the whole wide Westside
Know what I�m sayin�?
Yeah
Break it down for me
Steady Mobbin (Rock) rock on
I was just a young boy livin� in the Hub City
Eastside Compton, G
Back in the days when Ice Cube and Eazy
Had every nigga talkin� �bout, Boy, you can�t f@#$ with me
Remember Ice-T had the power (Ooh, wee)
Hearin� gunshot lickin� by the hour
When Too $hort bumpin� every supersport
And taught us all how to ride for the West Coast
To my peoples, if you wit� me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
And wave �em like you just don�t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin� on and on, it don�t stop, won�t stop
Can�t stop the rideda
That�s why I put it down for the Westside
Didn�t seem that long ago (Oh, no)
We were stealin� forties out the liquor store (Oh, no)
Mama started trippin�, so it�s time to go
Out to the park with the locsters
Everybody broke smokin� roaches
DJ Quik was the s@#$
Had every nigga claimin� he was from the CPT
Ya� remember
One time tried to clown
We had to burn this b@#$% on down
One time for my niggas in incarceration
I blaze a dime with you for havin� lots of patience
Two times for my sisters at the county building
I got some Westside love for all you ghetto children
Three times for my niggas that done passed away
I tip some gin for you and pray for better days
One day everything�s gonna be fine
But until that day my only reply
Is Westside till I die
To my peoples, if you wit� me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
And wave �em like you just don�t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin� on and on, it don�t stop, won�t stop
Can�t stop, you could rideda
Got to give it up for the Westside
From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard
All I see is lowlows in mob cars, datin�s and Five stars
All the true h@#s is hittin� switches with all the finest riches
Of course the bombest b@#$%es, don�t get it twisted
Ask me what�s a real G
Show me a nigga scrappin� back
Against the wall until his knuckles bleed (Knuckles bleed)
Screamin� death to all our enemies and those who don�t believe
West Coast livin� be the s@#$ to me
One time for my niggas in incarceration (Ooh, yeah)
I blaze a dime with you for havin� lots of patience
Two times for my sisters at the county building
I got some love for all you little ghetto children
Three times for my niggas that done passed away
I tip some gin for you and pray for better days
One day everything�s gonna be fine
But until that day my only reply
Is Westside till I die
To my peoples, if you wit� me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
Wave �em like you just don�t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say
All day (All day), every day (Every day)
Any damn day (Any damn day)
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin� on and on (Goin� on and on)
It don�t stop (And on and on), won�t stop
Can�t stop, you could rideda
You got to give it up for the Westside
To my peoples, if you wit� me, where you at (Whoa,whoa,whoa)
Throw your dubs in the air, wave �em like you just don�t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say
All day, every day (Every day), any damn day (Any damn day)
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin� on and on (Goin� on and on)
It don�t stop (And on and on), won�t stop
(And on and on), can�t stop
You could rideda
La, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
To my peoples, if you wit� me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
Wave �em like you just don�t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say
All day (All day), every day (Every day)
Sny damn day (Any damn day)
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin� on and on, it don�t stop, won�t stop
Can�t stop, you could rideda
TQ gon� give it up for the Westside
To my peoples, if you wit� me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
Wave �em like you just don�t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin� on and on, it don�t stop, won�t stop
Can�t stop, you could rideda
Got to give it up for the Westside
Dedicated to Eric Eazy-E Wright, Tupac Shakur
Rest in peace, homies
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