westside

• tq'nun çok güzel bir şarkısı. (bkz: west side)
  
  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 fuck with me"
  remember ice-t had the power (ooh, wee)
  hearin’ gunshot lickin’ by the hour
  when too $hort fought in every super sport
  and told us all how to ride for the west coast
  
  to my peoples, if you hear me, where you at, throw your gloves 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 ride or die
  that’s why i put it down for the westside
  
  it would 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
  mob to the park with the locsters
  everybody broke smokin’ roaches
  dj quik was the sick
  had every nigga claimin’ he was from the 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 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 hear me, where you at, throw your gloves 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 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 hoes 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 sick 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 hear me, where you at, throw your gloves 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 ride or die
  you got to give it up for the westside
  
  to my peoples, if you hear me, where you at (whoa…whoa…whoa…)
  throw your gloves 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 ride or die
  la, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
  
  to my peoples, if you hear me, where you at, throw your gloves 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, it don’t stop, won’t stop, can’t stop
  you could ride or die
  tq gon’ give it up for the westside
  
  to my peoples, if you hear me, where you at, throw your gloves 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 ride or die
  got to give it up for the westside
  
  dedicated to eric "eazy-e" wright, tupac shakur
  rest in peace, homies
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