“A Westside Party” Westside Gripp ft. Dontaye [Cinematic Intro] (Engine revving… vinyl crackle… deep bass rumble) City lights glowing through the palm trees… Concrete stories underneath the street signs… This ain’t just a party… This is a Westside moment… (Heavy drums drop) [Verse 1: Westside Gripp] Look… I came through with the sound that shake the whole avenue Low-end knocking like the speakers got something to prove Blacktop shining, summer heat on the pavement Whole neighborhood outside, everybody came famous Rims turning slow while the bassline breathe Everybody got a style, everybody got a scene From the driveway to the street, watch the energy rise Golden sky fading while the city comes alive I put the beat in the trunk, let the whole block feel it Every kick hit hard, you can’t help but reveal it Footwork on the concrete, rhythm in the soul Westside movement got the whole crowd in control Old school memories mixed with a new generation Built from the struggle, now we celebrating Every corner got a story, every wall got a name Every song got a piece of the neighborhood flame [Verse 2: Dontaye] Yeah… I slide through smooth with the city behind me Lights on the boulevard, everybody vibing No need for a script, the moment write itself Real ones showing love, everybody feeling felt Bass hit heavy like thunder in the summer Drums knock deep, make the whole street wonder Young kids watching, learning every motion Music got the power to connect the whole ocean I bring that soul with the edge of the street Melody riding on top of the hardest beat From the front porch talks to the late-night drives These are the moments that keep memories alive Ain’t just a party, it’s a page in the story A little bit of pain mixed with a lot of glory Every generation got a sound they claim Every neighborhood got a heartbeat and a name [Verse 3: Westside Gripp] Turn it up louder, let the whole city know Westside nights got a legendary glow Bass in the air, headlights in a line Everybody outside on that summertime time I’m painting pictures with the words that I speak Streetlights shining while the drums hit deep No shortcuts taken, built this from the ground Now the whole neighborhood recognize the sound The DJ got the crowd locked in place Everybody moving with a smile on they face From the first song dropping till the morning arrives That’s the type of night that stay alive [Outro: Dontaye] Yeah… Keep the speakers shaking… Keep the memories alive… Because every city got a story… And tonight… The Westside wrote another chapter.
