Listen to Westside by T.Q.

Westside

T.Q.

R&B/Soul

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.Q.
T.Q.
Performer
Mike Mosley
Mike Mosley
Programming
Rob Bacon
Rob Bacon
Electric Guitar
Femi Ojetunde
Femi Ojetunde
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Mosley
Mike Mosley
Composer
Femi Ojetunde
Femi Ojetunde
Composer
Kurt Walker
Kurt Walker
Composer
Ricardo Thomas
Ricardo Thomas
Composer
Lawrence Smith
Lawrence Smith
Composer
James Moore
James Moore
Composer
Joe Sample
Joe Sample
Composer
Robert Ford
Robert Ford
Composer
Russell Simmons
Russell Simmons
Composer
T. Quaites
T. Quaites
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T.Q.
T.Q.
Co-Producer
Mike Mosley
Mike Mosley
Executive Producer
Femi Ojetunde
Femi Ojetunde
Producer
Debbie Hammond
Debbie Hammond
Executive Producer
Anthony Jefferies
Anthony Jefferies
Engineer
Rob Chiarelli
Rob Chiarelli
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This is going out to the whole wide westside You know what I'm saying Yeah break it down for me Steady mob, 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 Talking 'bout boy you can't fuck with me Remember Ice T had da power, hearing gunshots lickin' by the hour When Too Short bumped in every supersport And taught us all how to ride for the West Coast 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 LA to the bay, what you say All day, everyday, 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 (Oh no) we were stealing 40's out the liquor store (Oh no) Mama started tripping so it's time to go Up to the park with the locsta's Everybody 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 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 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 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, everyday, 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, gotta give it up for the westside From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard All I see are Lo Lo's and mob cars Daytons 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! 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 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 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, everyday, 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, gotta give it up for the westside 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, everyday, 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, la la la la la la la la 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, everyday, 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, TQ gonna give it up for the westside 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, everyday, 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, gotta give it up for the westside
Writer(s): Terrance Quaites, Ricardo Thomas, Kurt Walker, James Moore, Femi Ojetunde, Lawrence Smith, Joseph Leslie Sample, Robert Arthur Ford, Russell Simmons, Mike Mosley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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