TQ - Westside (Radio Edit)

This is going out to the whole wide Westside, Know what I'm sayin, yeah, Brake it down for me, Steady mop rock, rock on I was just a young boy living the hood city (eastside Compton G) Back in the days when Ice Cube and Eazy had every nigga talkin about Boy you can't fuck with me remember Ice T had the power (oh, we) Hear gunshots Llickin by the hour With Too short bumpin every supersport and Taught us all how to ride for the West coast To my people's if you wit me where you at Throw your dubs in the air Wave them like you just don't care From L.A. to the bay whats ya say All day every day any damn day Take a look around we got the whole world locked down Going on and on and 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 stealin 40's out the liquor store(oh, no) Momma started trippin so it's time to go Out to the park wit the locsters (huh) Everybody broke smokin roaches. D.J. Quick was the shit had every nigga claming He was from the CPT Ya remember one time tried to clown We had to burn this bitch on down. One time for niggas in incarceration I blaze a dime for you for havin lots of patience Two times for my sisters at the county building I got some westside love for all your ghetto children Three times for my niggas that have passed away I tip some gin for you and pray for better days One day everything's going to be fine, But until that day my only reply is Westside till I die. Hook To my people's if you wit me where you at Throw your dubs in the air and Wave them like you just don't care From L.A. to the bay whats ya say All day every day any damn day Take a look around we got the whole world locked down Going on and on and don't stop won't stop, can't stop either ride or die Got to give it up to the Westside. From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard all I see is Low low's in my cars, Daytons and Five stars All the true hoes is hittin switches and All the finest riches of course the bombest bitches don't get it Twisted. Ask me what's a real G, show me a nigga scraping back Against the wall until his knuckles bleed. (knuckles bleed) Screaming death to all my enemies And those who don't believe Westcoast living be the shit to me One time for niggas in incarceration I blaze a dime for you for havin lots of patience Two times for my sisters at the county building I got some westside love for all your ghetto children Three times for my niggas that have passed away I tip some gin for you and pray for better days One day everything's going to be fine, But until that day my only reply, is Westside till I die. To my people's if you wit me where you at Throw your dubs in the air Wave them like you just don't care From L.A. to the bay whatcha say All day every day any damn day(any danm day) Take a look around we got the whole world locked down Going on and on (and on and on) and don't stop won't stop, can't stop The ride or die, Gotta give it up to the Westside To my people's if you wit me where you at Throw your dubs in the air Wave them like you just don't care From L.A. to the bay whatcha say All day every day any damn day Take a look around we got the whole world locked down Going on and on and don't stop won't stop, can't stop Either ride or die, la da-da-da da da da-da(da-da) To my people's if you wit me where you at Throw your dubs in the air Wave them like you just don't care From L.A. to the bay whatcha say All day every day any damn day Take a look around we got the whole world locked down Going on and on and don't stop won't stop, can't stop The ride or die, TQ gon give it up for the Westside. To my people's if you wit me where you at Throw your dubs in the air Wave them like you just don't care From L.A. to the bay whatcha say All day every day any damn day Take a look around we got the whole world locked down Going on and on and don't stop won't stop, can't stop The ride or die, gotta give it up for the westside Dedicated to Eric "Eazy E" Wright, Tupac Shakur Rest in Peace... homies.