Westside
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Westside, Westside
Westside, Westside

[Chorus: x2]
If you're feeling kind of tipsy and high tonight
Take a choke it's time to ride tonight
It's alright on the Westside, the Westside
Break through Stacy Adams, Anchor Blue gangster stepping
Ain't nobody slipping, one of my boys got a weapon
I'm headed to the park, jeans swinging left to right
Feeling alright, keep my dogs all in sight
Baller night, shot caller night, helicopter light spinners
And it's barely the beginning
Hot women spending big faces for hours
Drinking White Russians and Mintory Sours
Leaning like the tower, bent to the limit
Take another shot for the block, homey clear it
I hear it in the back, I hear it in the front
Westside, Killer Cal, whether you like it or not
Posted up at the spot, show me what you got
Next round is on me, believe me it don't stop
Till you drop, that's the was we gonna handle this
From San Diego to Los Angeles we're scandelous

[Chorus: x2]

How about we play quarters or spin the bottle
The rule of the game drink it all till it's hollow
Follow my lead, take it to the brain
Whether we're swigging or hitting Mary Jane
If you can't hang or maintain me and my gang
Under control and then we let the shots ring
If you claim to be a baller let it be known
Mr. Shadow from San Diego
Killafornia making you bounce to this
Worldwide let's ride through the early mist
If you ain't on the list then you ain't wanted here
Bring all the cups and the brew over here





[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of P$C's song Westside depict a night out on the 'Westside' where the crew is having a good time, dancing and drinking, while also keeping an eye out for danger. The verses describe the scene, with people wearing gangster-style clothing such as Stacy Adams and Anchor Blue, while also carrying weapons. The singer of the song is on his way to the park, feeling good, and surrounded by his friends. The chorus emphasizes the party aspect of the night and invites people who are feeling tipsy and high to join in on the fun. The second verse portrays the group as daring and unafraid to engage in rough games such as quarters or spin the bottle, while also being able to handle their liquor and drugs. The song ends with an invitation to join in on the party as long as you bring your own cups and brew.


Overall, the song's lyrics are about having a good time with your friends on the Westside, enjoying the music, and leaving your worries behind.


Line by Line Meaning

Westside, Westside
We are representing the Westside and repeating it to emphasize our loyalty and pride for the area.


[Chorus: x2]
This is the chorus that gets repeated twice throughout the song and sets the tone for the Westside lifestyle.


If you're feeling kind of tipsy and high tonight
If you are intoxicated and want to have a good time, this is the place to be.


Take a choke it's time to ride tonight
Smoke some weed and let's go out and enjoy the night together.


It's alright on the Westside, the Westside
The Westside is a welcoming and accepting place to be for those who share our lifestyle and values.


Break through Stacy Adams, Anchor Blue gangster stepping
We are dressed in stylish, brand-name clothing as we strut our stuff in a confident and intimidating manner.


Ain't nobody slipping, one of my boys got a weapon
We are always prepared and have each other's backs when it comes to protecting ourselves and our own.


I'm headed to the park, jeans swinging left to right
We are casually strolling to the park with a confident swagger and fashionable clothing.


Feeling alright, keep my dogs all in sight
We are feeling great and making sure to keep an eye on our friends and companions throughout the night.


Baller night, shot caller night, helicopter light spinners
This is a night for the elite and powerful, with fancy cars and shiny lights illuminating the scene.


And it's barely the beginning
The night is young and there is plenty of excitement and fun to come.


Hot women spending big faces for hours
Attractive women are enjoying their time and spending large amounts of money on drinks and entertainment.


Drinking White Russians and Mintory Sours
We are enjoying fancy cocktails and spending money on high-end drinks and experiences.


Leaning like the tower, bent to the limit
We are getting drunk and letting loose, with some of us possibly getting carried away and too intoxicated.


Take another shot for the block, homey clear it
Let's do another round of shots to keep the party going and show off our pride for the Westside.


I hear it in the back, I hear it in the front
We can hear and feel the excitement and energy of the party all around us, from the back to the front of the scene.


Westside, Killer Cal, whether you like it or not
We are proudly representing the Westside and using the name Killer Cal to assert our dominance and fearlessness.


Posted up at the spot, show me what you got
We are standing or sitting in a strategic place, daring anyone to challenge us or attempt to show us up.


Next round is on me, believe me it don't stop
I am offering to buy the next round of drinks and keep the party going, with no intention of stopping anytime soon.


Till you drop, that's the was we gonna handle this
We will party and celebrate until we physically can't anymore, and that's just how we handle things on the Westside.


From San Diego to Los Angeles we're scandelous
We are known for living a wild and scandalous lifestyle from San Diego to Los Angeles, and we own it proudly.


How about we play quarters or spin the bottle
Let's switch it up and play some classic drinking games to keep the party interesting and fun.


The rule of the game drink it all till it's hollow
The goal of the game is to finish your drink completely until it's empty. No exceptions.


Follow my lead, take it to the brain
I am leading the way and encouraging everyone to take their drinks to the head and get drunk quickly.


Whether we're swigging or hitting Mary Jane
We are drinking alcohol or smoking weed, whichever one we prefer, to enhance the party and have a good time.


If you can't hang or maintain me and my gang
If you can't handle the amount of drinking and partying we are doing, then you won't be able to keep up with us or be a part of our group.


Under control and then we let the shots ring
We can handle ourselves and our drinking, and only then will we choose to fire off some guns to assert our power and rebel against authority figures.


If you claim to be a baller let it be known
If you want to be considered cool and successful, you need to show it off and make it apparent to everyone around you.


Mr. Shadow from San Diego
This is a reference to the rapper Mr. Shadow, who is from San Diego and part of the Westside scene.


Killafornia making you bounce to this
We are proud to represent California and making others dance and have a good time to our music.


Worldwide let's ride through the early mist
We are not only popular in California, but known worldwide and ready to travel and party in different areas.


If you ain't on the list then you ain't wanted here
If you're not a part of our clique or group, then you aren't welcome or wanted at our party or on the Westside.


Bring all the cups and the brew over here
Bring all your drinking supplies and come party with us on the Westside.


[Chorus: x2]
This chorus repeats twice more to reinforce the Westside lifestyle and party scene.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MONTAY HUMPHREY, SEAN MERRETT, JOSEPH HARRIS, NATHANIEL JOSEY, CORTEZ THOMAS

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Ali Khan

Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Verse 1: MacBoney]
I'm from Atlanta big scandalous, blowin' out ya candlestick
Make you wish, Ima take you deeper than a school of fish
[?] a brick, cook the brick, I'm the one who took the brick, silly nigga, I'm the one that put you on this gangsta shit
The master of this trap shit, fifty keys in the crib hundred G's on a flat bitch
Fuck around with the right clique, we'll put ya down wit a lick for some white shit
Move on the nightshift, move when I say hold the tool with a tight grip
Nigga say he ain't like Tip, so I shot him in the foot that let him know we run a tight shift
We might flag but we don't flip, keep the money comin' in with a nice split
I got a lowkey crew with a nice shit, when come I let the pitbull house sit
What you say pussy nigga yeen bout shit
We can take it outside yeah my mouth slick
Fuck around get in boy ya know killed
Tryna flex out here on that hoe shit
Call [?] get ya front and backdoor kicked
Call Dro he'll bust a nigga ass quick
Put-a-put-a-puta pew my gun spit
Stop poppin' lil' nigga you don't run shit
Hoe this we can take it to the club nigga, take it to the streets nigga, take it to the fists nigga, take it to the heat

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Verse 2: AK]
Pull up lemme straight somethin', all these niggas fakin' frontin'
Claimin' this and westside, I ain't ever seen ya homie
Try it got that eagle on me, see it in ya eyes ya phony
Froze when ya see me comin', in that Hummer, Me and Boney
Still in these trenches servin' late night wit my cousin
Pounds comin' by the dozen, straight drop these smokers love it
Damn I'm so into her, on the south we really thuggin'
On the south we really buckin', on the south we really bustin'

[Verse 3: T.I.]
I'm talkin' Bankhead, Simpson Road, make bread flippin' O's
Chevy sittin' on 24's, try me and this pistol goes
We ain't scared, ain't dead, we still pimpin' hoes
Shhh keep it on the low, murder cases don't mention those
Just know that my combustion spontaneous nigga no conversation I don't deal with miscellaneous niggas
How many times must I explain to you niggas, I bring the pain to you niggas
P down for pistol play I ain't a beginner

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[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Verse 4: Big Kuntry King]
I'ma westside nigga get it in now they call, why you hustle out there? Cause these J's have jobs
I know everything bout the blow, boy don't make me start
Made a million dollar trap movin' million dollar hard
You can catch me in Center Hill, Simpson Road, Bowen Homes or Bankhead Court
Hangin' with some young niggas, strapped, zooted, ready to go
For them Chips Ahoy nigga put one through ya fucking hole
Ya momma too, this the westside nigga you ain't know?
Get down or lay down, westside motto, AKs and grenades, strapped with some calicoes
Jumpin' out the four do' stretched out Benzo
Gangstas still run the city, like them damn diablos
Them niggas in the club yeah they spend a lot of money, but they brown and they soft, ain't good here honey
Them traps'll lockdown like Danny Boy was out, Mr. Mr. Westside now you know what I'm bout

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Intro]
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover

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“WESTSIDE” TRACK INFO

Produced ByDJ Montay

Written ByA.K. (Uncle-A), Mac Boney, T.I., Big Kuntry King & DJ Montay

Release DateSeptember 20, 2005

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1.  25 To Life

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3.  Fuck Where Ya From

4.  Do Ya Thang

5.  Walk This Way

6.  I'm A King (Remix)

7.  Like A Movie

8.  Looking Shife

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11.  Mess It Up

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14.  Set It Out

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This whole CD still go hard

Ali Khan

Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Verse 1: MacBoney]
I'm from Atlanta big scandalous, blowin' out ya candlestick
Make you wish, Ima take you deeper than a school of fish
[?] a brick, cook the brick, I'm the one who took the brick, silly nigga, I'm the one that put you on this gangsta shit
The master of this trap shit, fifty keys in the crib hundred G's on a flat bitch
Fuck around with the right clique, we'll put ya down wit a lick for some white shit
Move on the nightshift, move when I say hold the tool with a tight grip
Nigga say he ain't like Tip, so I shot him in the foot that let him know we run a tight shift
We might flag but we don't flip, keep the money comin' in with a nice split
I got a lowkey crew with a nice shit, when come I let the pitbull house sit
What you say pussy nigga yeen bout shit
We can take it outside yeah my mouth slick
Fuck around get in boy ya know killed
Tryna flex out here on that hoe shit
Call [?] get ya front and backdoor kicked
Call Dro he'll bust a nigga ass quick
Put-a-put-a-puta pew my gun spit
Stop poppin' lil' nigga you don't run shit
Hoe this we can take it to the club nigga, take it to the streets nigga, take it to the fists nigga, take it to the heat

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Verse 2: AK]
Pull up lemme straight somethin', all these niggas fakin' frontin'
Claimin' this and westside, I ain't ever seen ya homie
Try it got that eagle on me, see it in ya eyes ya phony
Froze when ya see me comin', in that Hummer, Me and Boney
Still in these trenches servin' late night wit my cousin
Pounds comin' by the dozen, straight drop these smokers love it
Damn I'm so into her, on the south we really thuggin'
On the south we really buckin', on the south we really bustin'

[Verse 3: T.I.]
I'm talkin' Bankhead, Simpson Road, make bread flippin' O's
Chevy sittin' on 24's, try me and this pistol goes
We ain't scared, ain't dead, we still pimpin' hoes
Shhh keep it on the low, murder cases don't mention those
Just know that my combustion spontaneous nigga no conversation I don't deal with miscellaneous niggas
How many times must I explain to you niggas, I bring the pain to you niggas
P down for pistol play I ain't a beginner

Ad

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Verse 4: Big Kuntry King]
I'ma westside nigga get it in now they call, why you hustle out there? Cause these J's have jobs
I know everything bout the blow, boy don't make me start
Made a million dollar trap movin' million dollar hard
You can catch me in Center Hill, Simpson Road, Bowen Homes or Bankhead Court
Hangin' with some young niggas, strapped, zooted, ready to go
For them Chips Ahoy nigga put one through ya fucking hole
Ya momma too, this the westside nigga you ain't know?
Get down or lay down, westside motto, AKs and grenades, strapped with some calicoes
Jumpin' out the four do' stretched out Benzo
Gangstas still run the city, like them damn diablos
Them niggas in the club yeah they spend a lot of money, but they brown and they soft, ain't good here honey
Them traps'll lockdown like Danny Boy was out, Mr. Mr. Westside now you know what I'm bout

[Chorus: MacBoney]
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)
These niggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
Try some real niggas (real niggas), try the Westside (the Westside)
There's nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
Every week they go, they screamin' Westside (Westside)

[Intro]
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover
Beat these shots make sure that ass don't recover

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“WESTSIDE” TRACK INFO

Produced ByDJ Montay

Written ByA.K. (Uncle-A), Mac Boney, T.I., Big Kuntry King & DJ Montay

Release DateSeptember 20, 2005

GENIUS VIDEO



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Fuck Where Ya From

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25 to Life (2005)PSC

1.  25 To Life

2.  Westside

3.  Fuck Where Ya From

4.  Do Ya Thang

5.  Walk This Way

6.  I'm A King (Remix)

7.  Like A Movie

8.  Looking Shife

9.  Still I Luv Her

10.  Coming Down

11.  Mess It Up

12.  Touch Something

13.  Murder Game

14.  Set It Out

15.  #1 Crew

Do Ya Thing - feat. Young Dro amended

Adam Cole

Still here in July 2020! Album still rides!

Adam Garett

It’s 2021 and I’m bringing that shit back in my life, Trap in Cobb where the J’s got jobs

matcha

this is underrated asf

Wildcard 3366

P$C Still bumping this on 2015

Shannon Turner

Wildcard 3366 2018

Mallory Garnett

2019

liz matsumura

2022

Adam Garett

2021 in your from Fulton or Cobb you know this shit will never die

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