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' ebout, "Boy, you can't fuck with me" Remember Ice-T had the power (Ooh, wee) With gunshots flicken by da hour and tooshort, bumpen every super store taught us all how to rise fo da west coast
Yo my people where they at throw ya guns in da air, wave em' like ya just dont 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 nigga ride ta die Got ta put it down fo da west side
Doesn't seem dat long ago (oh no) we was stealen 40s out da liquer store (oh no) Mama started trippin', so it's time to go Mob to the park with the locsters Everybody broke smokin' roaches DJ Quik was the shit had every nigga tryen 2 be, from da CPT Y'all remember One time tried to clown We had to burn this bitch 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 hommys 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 people where they at throw ya guns in da air, wave em' like ya just dont 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 ride or die Got to give it up for the Westside
From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard All I see is lolos in mob cars, Daytons and Five Stars All the true hoos is hittin' switches with 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 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 shit to me
One time for my hommys 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 hommys 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 people where they at throw ya guns in da air, wave em' like ya just dont 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 ride or die You got to give it up for the Westside
To my people where they at throw ya guns in da air, wave em' like ya just dont 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 ride or die
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To my people where they at throw ya guns in da air, wave em' like ya just dont 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 ride or die You got to give it up for the Westside
To my people where they at throw ya guns in da air, wave em' like ya just dont 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 ride or die
Dedicated to tupac shakur and eric Eazy-E wright. Rest in piece homies.
