Westside G-Funk Bounce Anthem

[Intro] Yeah… Ayy… Westside in the house… Turn the speakers up… ⸻ [Hook] We ride real slow when the bassline thump Gold on my neck while the trunk still bump Whole block watch when the low-ride roll West coast bounce got control of the soul Hands up high when the G-funk drop Whole damn street when the beat go knock Money keep stackin’ while the records spin Real brothers ride till the very end [DJ scratch] “ride… ride… ride…” ⸻ [Street Chant 1 – Catchy Pre-Verse] Westside bounce when the bassline hit Say westside bounce when the bassline hit [DJ scratch] “west… west… west…” If the beat don’t knock we don’t play that shit If the beat don’t knock we don’t play that shit ⸻ [Verse 1] Step on the set with a veteran vibe Rhythm in the system when I step in the ride Bassline bang make the whole block lean Chrome wheels flash when the streetlights gleam Wordplay sharp like a switchblade slice Every bar bounce with the rhythm precise Got the cadence crackin’ like a snare on snap When the beatline hit make the whole hood clap OG flow with the syllable spin Double-time rhyme let the cadence begin Flip metaphors like a vinyl scratch While the westside bounce make the crowd react See the chain swing low with the gold sun gleam Every verse stay heavy like a bass drum scheme From the curb to the stage where the real ones been Real brothers ride till the story end ⸻ [Hook 2 – Hypnotic Gangster Funk Chorus] We ride real slow when the bassline thump Gold on my neck while the trunk still bump Whole block watch when the low-ride roll West coast bounce got control of the soul Hands up high when the G-funk drop Whole damn street when the beat go knock Money keep stackin’ while the records spin Real brothers ride till the very end [DJ scratch] “ride… ride… ride…” ⸻ [Street Chant 2 – Catchy Pre-Verse] Bounce… bounce… when the westside slide Bounce… bounce… when the westside slide [DJ scratch] “westside…” If you real say yeah let the whole crowd ride If you real say yeah let the whole crowd ride ⸻ [Verse 2 – Extended Lyrical Flow] Cadence cold with the consonant crack Every line ricochet when the rhythm attack Flip flows fast like a blackjack deal Still keep the bounce with the gangster appeal Syllables stack like a brick-wall scheme Every rhyme hit tight with a laser beam Metaphor slick when the punchlines land Like hydraulics poppin’ when the low-ride stand Tongue twist flow with the rapid-fire bounce Every bar hit heavy make the subwoofer pounce Street poetry drip through the mic when I speak Got the whole damn block feel the rhythm of the beat Gold chain gleam when the neon glow While the bassline roll like a tidal flow From the westside curb to the world stage spin Real brothers ride till the very end ⸻ [Hook 3 – Hypnotic Gangster Chorus] We ride real slow when the bassline thump Gold on my neck while the trunk still bump Whole block watch when the low-ride roll West coast bounce got control of the soul Hands up high when the G-funk drop Whole damn street when the beat go knock Money keep stackin’ while the records spin Real brothers ride till the very end [DJ scratch] “ride… ride… ride…” ⸻ [Street Chant 3 – Catchy Crowd Break] Say westside… (westside!) Say westside… (westside!) [DJ scratch] “west coast… west coast…” If the beatline knock let the whole hood ride If the beatline knock let the whole hood ride ⸻ [Verse 3 – Extended Wordplay Verse] Lyrical criminal rhythmical spin Every syllable snap when the cadence begin Rhyme scheme slick like a card-sharp hand While the beatline bounce make the whole crowd stand Wordplay weave like a braid in time Every line interlock with the baseline rhyme Double-stack flow with the pattern precise Like a low-ride glide through the neon night Tongue flip quick with the westside slang While the hi-hat tick and the snare drum bang Metaphors pop like the trunk when it slam While the G-funk groove make the whole block jam From the gutter to the mic where the legends defend Still the same real brothers to the very end If the bassline knock we alive again Real brothers ride till the very end ⸻ [Outro] Yeah… West coast forever…