Westside (Radio Edit)

Westside （西部） （Radio Edit） - TQ

This is going out to the whole wide Westside

Know you what i'm saying

Yeah break it down for me

Steady mob 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 Ni**a

Talking 'bout boy you can't f**k with me

Remember Ice T had da power

Hearing gunshots lickin'by the hour

When Too Short bumped

In every supersport

And taught us all how to ride

For the West Coast

To my peoples if you with me

Where you at

Throw your dubs in the air

And wave 'em like you just don't care

To From the LA Bay

What you say

All day everyday

Any damn day

Take a look around

We got the whole world locked down

Going on and on

It don't stop

Won't stop

Can't stop

Either ride or die

That's why i put it down for the westside

Didn't seem that long ago

Oh no

We were stealing 40's out the liquor store

Oh no

Mama started tripping so it's time to go

Up to the park with the locsta's

Everybody broke smokin'roaches

DJ Quik was the sh*t had

Every ni**a claiming

He was from the CPT

Ya'll remember one-time tried to clown

We had to burn this b**ch on down

One time for my ni**as

In incarceration

I blaze a dime with you

For having lots of patience

Two times for my sista's

At the county building

I got some Westside love

For all you ghetto children

Three times for my ni**as

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

WESTSDIE TILL I DIE

To my peoples if you with me

Where you at

Throw your dubs in the air

And wave 'em like you just don't care

From LA to the Bay

What you say

All day everyday

Any damn day

Take a look around

We got the whole world locked down

Going on and on

It don't stop won't stop

Can't stop

Either ride or die

Gotta give it up for the Westside

From Crenshaw to Foothill Blvd

All i see are Lo Lo's and mob cars

Daytons and five stars

All the true hobs is hittin'switches

With all the finest riches of course

The bombest b**ches

Don't get it twisted

Ask me what's a real G

Show me a ni**a scrapping back

Against the wall until his knuckles bleed

Screaming death to all our enemies

And those who don't believe

WEST COAST LIVIN'BE

THE SH*T ME TO

One time for my ni**as in incarceration

I blaze a dime with you

For having lots of patience

Two times for my sista's

At the county building

I got some love for all you ghetto children

Three times for my ni**as

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 with me

Where you at

Throw your dubs in the air

And wave 'em like you just don't care

From LA to the Bay

What you say

All day everyday

Any damn day

Take a look around

We got the whole world locked down

Going on and on

It don't stop won't stop can't stop

Either ride or die

Gotta give it up for the Westside