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This is going out, to the whole wide westside... Know what I'm sayin? [[ya]] Break it down for me. Steadily mobbin,
rock rock on.I was just the young boy,
Living in the hove city.
East Side 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
hearing gunshots licking by the hour.
When Too $hort bumping every super spot
And told us all how to ride for the West CoastTo 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 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, going on an on
It don't stop, won't stop, can't stop, [nigga] ride or die.
That's why I put it down for the West side..!!!Didn't seem that long ago, (oh no)
We was stealing 40s out the liquor sto (oh no)

Mama started tripping so it's time to go
Mob to the front with the locstaz
Everybody broke smoking roaches
DJ Quik was the shit, had every nigga clamin he was 4rm
the C-P-T
Y'all remember, Onetime tried to clown
We had to burn this bitch on dwnOne time for my niggaz in incarceration,
I blaze a dime with you, for having lotza patience
Two times for my sisters at the county buildin
I got some West Side love for all you ghetto children
Three times for my niggaz 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 West Side till I die..!To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your dubz 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, going on an' on
It don't stop, won't stop, can't stop, nigga ride or die.
Got to give it up for the West side..!!!From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard
All I see is lowlows and mob cars,datins and five stars
All the true hos is hitting switches
With all the finest riches.
Of course the finest bitchez, 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.
Screaming death to all our enemies, and those who don't believe.
West Coast living be the shit to me.One time for my niggaz in incarceration,
I blaze a dime with you, for having lotza patience
Two times for my sisters at the county buildin
I got love for all your little ghetto children
Three times for my niggaz that done passed away,
I tip some Gin for you, and pray for better days.
One day everything's gonna be finnnne,
but until that day my only reply,
Is West Side till I die!To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your dubz 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, going on an on
It don't stop, won't stop, can't stop, nigga ride or die.
u gotta give it up 4 da westside..!!To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your dubz 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, going on an on
It don't stop, won't stop, can't stop, nigga ride or die.
la da a da da da da daTo my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your dubz 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, going on an on
It don't stop, won't stop, can't stop, nigga ride or die.
c u gonna give it up 4 da westside..!!To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your dubz 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, going on an on
It don't stop, won't stop, can't stop, [nigga ride or die.
gotta give it up 4 the westside..!!!Dedicated to Eric "Eazy-E" Wright, Tupac Shakur. Rest in
peace homies..!!
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Tq

Terrance Quaites is an American R&B singer, known professionally as TQ.

TQ was raised in the church (he sang in the choir) but his real education came from the streets, where the first wave of hip-hop music became the soundtrack to his life. "From Monday to Saturday I was hangin', partyin', chasing girls, getting in trouble, and straight-up acting the fool," he admits. "But on Sunday my mother dragged me out of bed to go to church. That's where I developed my singing voice and learned how to make people feel me."

TQ was never a thug in the true sense of the word: His hard-working parents instilled positive values in him, and didn't hesitate to set him straight when he was wrong. At 16, when his mom found a gun in his room, she sent the teenager to live with an aunt in Atlanta. In retrospect, says TQ, "sending me down South saved my life. It made me straighten up—for awhile, anyway."

These conflicting circumstances honed TQ's survival instincts and his passion for music. "The little money I had to buy records was spent on rap," he notes. "See, I really wasn't much into my generation's r&b. I listened more to the old-school soul that my parents had in the house. So my music now is more a combination of that and hard-core hip-hop."

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