Hillside

Thus topic of news right now surveillance cameras

Captured a terrifying attack at a store in Vallejo

Ridin through the turf, on Magazine

You know I stay strapped, with a magazine

Put it to your face, like a magazine

I stay on the case, cause I'm from Magazine

Nigga I'm from Hillside

H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E

Nigga I'm from Hillside

H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E

H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E

M.A.G.A.Z.I.N.E. Vallejo, California my city

No pity, for a sucka can't be no sissy

Motherfuckers smoke weed like a hippy, get tipsy, like Wine-O's, stay whisky

Country ass city boys with honey rifles bring the ruckus

Beverly Hillbillies big old corn-fed motherfuckers

What'cha mean my nigga, got every narcotic in the world for sale

I ain't Wayne Brady but let's make a deal

Like Drew Carey, mane the price is right

I got pills, trees and that white white white

The Hillside, have money have heart

Just like the Watts column we got the kidney walk

That's the hood landmark like John Davidson Park

Cutlass Oldsmobile thangs cruisers and larks

Posted with thumps ginormous oversize guns

Me and my potnas my brothers and my cousins

Uhh!

When I was a young cope a lion though a young cat baby buffler

Money and muscle born in the struggle, turf wars not tug-a-war

Shootouts, high speeds, on top of the roof and trees

On the side of the house with cages, rifles and 223's

Back then it used to be pagers not Wi-fi and 4G

When I was seventeen me and my crew went half on a key

Now I'm making more in a day and my momma making a week

Jewelry, clothes, new shoes on my feet

Having my cabbage hella slap a laffish trunk full of prop

Roofers, tweeters and horns, doing they fuckin job

Getting em up thrown em, bobbing and weaving beastin'

Nickeling up with OG's in the middle of the street in

Earning my strips and medal no process Zurich-est gold

Pickos in the summer, even when it ain't cold

I throw my H in the sky, everywhere I go makes you wide

If they ask you where I'm from, tell em Hillside

Alhambra, Beverly Drive, La Brea

Earl Street, Carmel, Didion Court, Wilshire

Hollywood Ave, Volute, Magazine Street rolling

Half of my cash yolkin, punching the gas smokin'

... parking my car in the grass feeling good

Sitting on top of the hood be flicking and serving knocks pushing bags, giving them love juh

24 hour shift and grittin everyday all day

7-11 turf for even a lil warmed up in the microwave

Hillside for life, always been about my bread

Look up to Alick, Rick Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG Nitch

Jon Jon and Robert Craig, Victor, Cook and Tyrone and em

Miss Smith and Loney Smurf, Jimmy Blackman and all of them

See the spot right here, this used to be Mr. Jimmy's

Why give a Wine-O a dollar to buy a beer for me?

Around the corner from the Travelodge and Mickey D

You 'lible to find me at the Kit-Way Bowling alley

BEATCH!