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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [TQ]Westside |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
This is goin' out ÀÌ°Ç ¼ºÎ To the whole wide Westside Àü¿ªÀ¸·Î º¸³»´Â ³ë·¡ Know what I'm sayin'? Yeah ¹«½¼ ¸»ÀÎÁö ¾Ë¾Æ? ÁÁ¾Æ Break it down for me ³¯ À§Çؼ ½ÃÀÛÇØÁà Steady Mobbin (Rock) rock on °è¼Ó ³ÆøÇÏ°Ô (Èçµé¾î) Èçµé¾î I was just a young boy livin' in the Up City Eastside Compton, G ³ Up City, Eastside Compton¿¡¼ »ì´ø ¾î¸° ¾ÆÀÌ¿´Áö Back in the days when Ice Cube and Eazy Ice Cube¿Í Eazy°¡ ÈÁ¦°Å¸®¿´À» ¹«·Æ Had every nigga talkin' 'bout, Boy, you can't fuck with me ¸ðµÎµé '³Í ³¯ ÀÌ±æ ¼ö ¾ø´Ù'¶ó°í ¶°µé°í ´Ù³æ¾î Remember Ice-T had the power (Ooh, wee) Ice-T°¡ ÀαⰡ ÀÖ¾ú´ø ¶§¸¦ ±â¾ïÇØ (Ooh, wee) Hearin' gunshot lickin' by the hour ¸Å½Ã°£ ÃѼҸ®°¡ ¿ï·Á´ò°í When Too $hort bumpin' every supersport Too $hort´Â ¾È ³¢´Âµ¥°¡ ¾ø¾úÁö And taught us all how to ride for the West Coast ±× ´öºÐ¿¡ ¿þ½ºÆ® ÄÚ½ºÆ®¿¡¼ »ç´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿üÁö¸¸ To my peoples, if you wit' me, where you at ³» »ç¶÷µé, ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é, ¾îµð ÀÖµç Throw your dubs in the air ¼úÀÜÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î ¿Ã¸®°í And wave 'em like you just don't care ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »ó°ü ¾ÈÇÑ´Ù´Â µí Èçµé¾î From L.A. to the Bay, what you say LA¿¡¼ Bay±îÁö, ¾î¶§? All day, every day, any damn day ¸ÅÀÏ, ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ, ¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯ºÁ, ¼¼»óÀÌ ´Ù ¿ì¸®²¨¾ß Goin' on and on, it don't stop, won't stop °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Can't stop the ride or die 'Áװųª ³î°Å³ª' ³¡³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ That's why I put it down for the Westside ±×·¡¼ ³ ¼ºÎ¿¡°Ô ³» ¸ðµç°É ¹ÙÄ¡Áö Didn't seem that long ago (Oh, no) ±×·¸°Ô ¿À·¡ÀüÀº ¾Æ´Ï¾ú¾î (¿À ±×·¸Áö) We were stealin' forties out the liquor store (Oh, no) ¿ì¸° ¼úÁý¿¡ µé¾î°¡¼ ¹°°ÇÀ» ÈÉÃÆ¾î (¿À ÀÌ·±) Mama started trippin', so it's time to go ¾ö¸¶´Â ¾ß´ÜÀ» ¶³¾ú°í, ÀÌÁ¦´Â Ä£±¸µé°ú Out to the park with the locsters °ø¿øÀ¸·Î °¥ ½Ã°£À̾úÁö Hah, everybody broke smokin' roaches ÇÏ, ¸ðµÎµé ¸ð¿©¼ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇǴ±º DJ Quik was da shit DJ QuikÀº ÇÑâ Àß³ª°¬¾î Had every nigga claimin' he was from the CPT ¸ðµÎµé ±×°¡ CPT Ãâ½ÅÀ̶ó´Â °É ÀÚ¶û½º·¯¿öÇß¾î Ya' remember One time tried to clown ±â¾ïÇÏÁö, ÇÑ ¹ø ¾î±ß³ª´Â ÇൿÀ» ÇÏ´Â ³ðÀº We had to burn this bitch on down »Ä¼Ó±îÁö Å¿ö¹ö·Á¾ß ÇÑ´Ù´Â »ç½ÇÀ» One time for my niggas in incarceration °¨¿Á¿¡ °¤Èù ³» Ä£±¸µéÀ» À§ÇØ I blaze a dime with you for havin' lots of patience ÂüÀ»¼ºÀÌ ¸¹Àº ³Ê¸¦ À§ÇØ ÀÌ ³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸¦°Ô Two times for my sisters at the county building µÎ¹øÂ°´Â ¾îµò°¡¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ³ªÀÇ Àڸŵé I got some Westside love for all you ghetto children °ÔÅä ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» À§ÇÑ ¼ºÎÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ» ³ª´²ÁÙ°Ô Three times for my niggas that done passed away ¼¼¹øÂ°´Â ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ³» °çÀ» ¶°³ª°¡¹ö¸° Ä£±¸µé I tip some gin for you and pray for better days ³Ê¿¡°Ô Áø(gin) ÇÑ ÀÜÀ» °Ç³×°í ´õ ³ªÀº ³¯À» ±âµµÇØ One day everything's gonna be fine ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ¸ðµç °ÍÀÌ ´õ ³ª¾ÆÁú°Å¾ß But until that day my only reply ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×³¯±îÁö ³» À¯ÀÏÇÑ ´ë´äÀº Is Westside till I die 'Á×À»¶§±îÁö Westside·Î'¶ó´Â °Í To my peoples, if you wit' me, where you at ³» »ç¶÷µé, ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é, ¾îµð ÀÖµç Throw your dubs in the air ¼úÀÜÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î ¿Ã¸®°í And wave 'em like you just don't care ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »ó°ü ¾ÈÇÑ´Ù´Â µí Èçµé¾î From L.A. to the Bay, what you say LA¿¡¼ Bay±îÁö, ¾î¶§? All day, every day, any damn day ¸ÅÀÏ, ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ, ¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯ºÁ, ¼¼»óÀÌ ´Ù ¿ì¸®²¨¾ß Goin' on and on, it don't stop, won't stop °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Can't stop, you could ride or die ³¡³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ³Êµµ Áװųª ³î°Å³ª·Î ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÁö Got to give it up for the Westside ¼ºÎ¿¡ ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» ¹ÙÃÄ From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard Crenshaw¿¡¼ Foothill Boulevard±îÁö All I see is lowlows in mob cars, datin's and Five stars º¸ÀÌ´Â °ÍÀº ±øÆÐµéÀÇ Â÷, µ¥ÀÌÆ®¿Í 5°³ÀÇ º° All the true hoes is hittin' switches with all the finest riches ¿©ÀÚµéÀº ¸ðµÎ °¡Àå ºÎÀÚÀÎ »ç¶÷µé°ú ³î¾Æ³µ¾î Of course the bombest bitches, don't get it twisted ¹°·Ð ¿©Àڵ鵵 ¿¹»¼Áö, Çì±ò¸®Áö ¸»¶ó±¸ Ask me what's a real G ¹¹°¡ ÁøÂ¥ÀÎÁö ³»°Ô ¹°¾îºÁ Show me a nigga scrappin' back ¾îµð·Ð°¡ µÑ·¯º¸¸é º®¿¡ Against the wall until his knuckles bleed (Knuckles bleed) ÁÖ¸Ô¿¡ Çǰ¡ ³¯ Á¤µµ·Î Ä¡°í ÀÖ´Â »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸ÀÌÁö (»ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸ÀÌÁö) Screamin' death to all our enemies and those who don't believe Àûµé°ú ¹ÏÁö ¾Ê´Â Àڵ鿡°Ô Á×À½À» ¿ÜÄ¡³× West Coast livin' be da shit to me ¿þ½ºÆ® ÄÚ½ºÆ®´Â ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²² »ì¾Æ°¡ One time for my niggas in incarceration (Ooh, yeah) °¨¿Á¿¡ °¤Èù ³» Ä£±¸µéÀ» À§ÇØ (¿ì, ¿¹) I blaze a dime with you for havin' lots of patience ÂüÀ»¼ºÀÌ ¸¹Àº ³Ê¸¦ À§ÇØ ÀÌ ³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸¦°Ô Two times for my sisters at the county building µÎ¹øÂ°´Â ¾îµò°¡¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ³ªÀÇ Àڸŵé I got some Westside love for all you ghetto children °ÔÅä ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» À§ÇÑ ¼ºÎÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ» ³ª´²ÁÙ°Ô Three times for my niggas that done passed away ¼¼¹øÂ°´Â ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ³» °çÀ» ¶°³ª°¡¹ö¸° Ä£±¸µé I tip some gin for you and pray for better days ³Ê¿¡°Ô Áø(gin) ÇÑ ÀÜÀ» °Ç³×°í ´õ ³ªÀº ³¯À» ±âµµÇØ One day everything's gonna be fine ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ¸ðµç °ÍÀÌ ´õ ³ª¾ÆÁú°Å¾ß But until that day my only reply ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×³¯±îÁö ³» À¯ÀÏÇÑ ´ë´äÀº Is Westside till I die 'Á×À»¶§±îÁö Westside·Î'¶ó´Â °Í To my peoples, if you wit' me, where you at ³» »ç¶÷µé, ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é, ¾îµð ÀÖµç Throw your dubs in the air ¼úÀÜÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î ¿Ã¸®°í And wave 'em like you just don't care ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »ó°ü ¾ÈÇÑ´Ù´Â µí Èçµé¾î From L.A. to the Bay, what you say LA¿¡¼ Bay±îÁö, ¾î¶§? All day(All day), every day(every day), any damn day (any damn day) ¸ÅÀÏ(¸ÅÀÏ), ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ(ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ), ¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ(¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ) Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯ºÁ, ¼¼»óÀÌ ´Ù ¿ì¸®²¨¾ß Goin' on and on(Goin on and on), it don't stop(And on and on), won't stop °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö(°è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö), ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ(°è¼ÓÇØ¼), ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Can't stop, you could ride or die ³¡³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ³Êµµ Áװųª ³î°Å³ª·Î ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÁö You got to give it up for the Westside ¼ºÎ¿¡ ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» ¹ÙÃÄ To my peoples, if you wit' me, where you at (whoa, whoa, whoa) ³» »ç¶÷µé, ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é, ¾îµð ÀÖµç (whoa, whoa, whoa) Throw your dubs in the air ¼úÀÜÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î ¿Ã¸®°í And wave 'em like you just don't care ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »ó°ü ¾ÈÇÑ´Ù´Â µí Èçµé¾î From L.A. to the Bay, what you say LA¿¡¼ Bay±îÁö, ¾î¶§? All day, every day(every day), any damn day (any damn day) ¸ÅÀÏ, ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ(ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ), ¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ (¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ) Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯ºÁ, ¼¼»óÀÌ ´Ù ¿ì¸®²¨¾ß Goin' on and on(going on and on), it don't stop(and on and on), won't stop °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö(°è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö), ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ(±×¸®°í °è¼ÓÇØ¼), ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (And on and on)Can't stop, you could ride or die (±×¸®°í °è¼ÓÇØ¼)³¡³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ³Êµµ Áװųª ³î°Å³ª·Î ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÁö La, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da To my peoples, if you wit' me, where you at ³» »ç¶÷µé, ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é, ¾îµð ÀÖµç Throw your dubs in the air ¼úÀÜÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î ¿Ã¸®°í And wave 'em like you just don't care ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »ó°ü ¾ÈÇÑ´Ù´Â µí Èçµé¾î From L.A. to the Bay, what you say LA¿¡¼ Bay±îÁö, ¾î¶§? All day(All day), every day(every day), any damn day (any damn day) ¸ÅÀÏ(¸ÅÀÏ), ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ(ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ), ¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ(¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ) Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯ºÁ, ¼¼»óÀÌ ´Ù ¿ì¸®²¨¾ß Goin' on and on, it don't stop, won't stop °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Can't stop, you could ride or die ³¡³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ³Êµµ Áװųª ³î°Å³ª·Î ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÁö TQ gon' give it up for the Westside TQ´Â ¼ºÎ¿¡ ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» ¹ÙÃÄ To my peoples, if you wit' me, where you at ³» »ç¶÷µé, ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é, ¾îµð ÀÖµç Throw your dubs in the air ¼úÀÜÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î ¿Ã¸®°í Wave 'em like you just don't care ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »ó°ü ¾ÈÇÑ´Ù´Â µí Èçµé¾î From L.A. to the Bay, what you say LA¿¡¼ Bay±îÁö, ¾î¶§? All day, every day, any damn day ¸ÅÀÏ, ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ, ¾ðÁ¦¶óµµ Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯ºÁ, ¼¼»óÀÌ ´Ù ¿ì¸®²¨¾ß Goin' on and on, it don't stop, won't stop °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡Áö, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Can't stop, you could ride or die ³¡³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ³Êµµ Áװųª ³î°Å³ª·Î ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÁö Got to give it up for the Westside ¼ºÎ¿¡ ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» ¹ÙÃÄ |
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