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tq - westside (bet version) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
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

[verse 1]
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 n_gga talkin’ ’bout, “boy, you can’t with me”
remember ice_t had the power (ooh, wee)
hearin’ l!ckin’ by the hour
when too $hort bumped in every supersport
and told us all how to ride for the west coast

[hook]
to my peoples, if you hear me, where you at, throw your in the air
and wave ‘еm like you just don’t care
from l.a. to the bay, what you say
all day, еvery day, any d_mn 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
[verse 2]
didn’t seem that long ago out
the liquor store (oh, no)
mama started trippin’, so it’s time to go
mob to the park with the locstas
everybody broke smokin’ roaches
dj quik was the
had every claimin’ he was from the cpt
y’all remember
one time tried to clown
we had to burn this down

[bridge]
one time for my in incarceration (ooh, yeah)
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 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”

[hook]
to my peoples, if you hear me, where you at, throw your 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 d_mn 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
[verse 3]
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 , don’t get it twisted
ask me what’s a real g
show me a scr_ppin’ back against the wall until his knuckles bleed
screamin’ death to all our enemies and those who don’t believe
west coast livin’ be to me

[bridge]
one time for my in incarceration (ooh, yeah)
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 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”
[outro]
dedicated to eric “eazy_e” wright, 2pac shakur
rest in peace, homies

- tq

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