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 Talking 'bout boy you can't fuck with me Remember Ice T had the power, hearing gunshots lick' by the hour, When Too Short bumped in every Supersport And taught us all how to ride for the West Coast   (Chorus) To 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 and on, it 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, we were stealing 40's out the liquor store Mama started tripping so it's time to go Up to the park with the locsta's Everbody broke, smokin' roaches DJ Quik was the shit had every nigga claiming he was from the CPT Ya'll remember one - time tried to clown We had to burn this bitch on down   (Bridge) One time for my niggas in incarceration I blaze a dime with you for having lots of patience Two times for my sista's 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 betta days One day everything's gonna be fine But until that day my only reply is... WESTSIDE TILL I DIE   (Chorus)   From Crenshaw to Foothill Blvd. All I see are Lo Lo's and mob cars - Dayton's and five stars All the true hobs 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 scrapping back against the wall until his knuckles bleed Screaming death to all our enemies and those who don't believe WEST COAST LIVIN' BE THE SHIT TO ME!!!   (Bridge)   (Chorus - 2x)

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