Northside Soldier

Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah this is going out to all the norteno homeboys
 Putting it down for they town you know what IM saying
 San fran mishone putting it down Moussie drop that shit homeboy
 SHHHAAAAYOOOOO!
 (Moussie)
 Young g's in my hood try to come up
 Quick to pull the trigger by the next man he don't give a fuck
 He's on a mission trying to stack a grip red rag on his hip
 And a Glock with an extended clip
 So just incase the fuck jumps got to keep a strap
 Cuz nowadays mutherfuckers try to peel your cap
 So he wants to put in work and earn a couple stripes
 Rollin in the stolen he has intention to take a life
 19th and lex 10 scraps try to plex again
 So now somebody's Mom got to wear a black dress again
 Hit the corner yelled out Norte Puto
 Then came the Glock stuck out the window
 He kept up until he emtied out the whole clip
 That's why these blue rag fags up in body bags
 No remorse he laughed when that foo fell
 No revenge his homies wanna go and tell
 But he ain't know punched the gas he had his fun
 Drove to the hood to tell the homies bout the shit he done
 Meanwhile the scraps were at the station snitching
 Gave a description 5-0 searching through the mission
 Suprise next morning opened up his eyes
 Guns and badges blue suits and white guys
 Sounds kinda fucked up but homie would've told ay
 He's living out the life of a nourished soldier
 In the northside this is how we ride
 Red rags do or die scraps better run and hide
 (Mousse)
 Yo trip when you first let the pistol smoke
 But waking up in the county ain't no joke
 That's murder one cause the crime was premeditated
 He thought it out on the trigger never hesitated
 Cuffed and booked you fate is now sealed
 And 30 with a L is the DA's first deal
 You ask your self what the fuck kind of deal is that
 With that much time there ain't no chance I'll ever make it back
 Without a doubt not guilty was the youngsters plead
 Put the decision in the hands of a jury
 A bunch of scraps climbed up to the witness stand
 Fingers pointing when the judge said who's the man
 Is he seated in the courtroom here today
 The D. A smiled when they pointed at him right away
 They want to handle it by climbing in the witness seat
 Instead of getting strapped and holding court in the street
 In killa kali all the snitches get the 86
 An unidentified corpse in a shallow ditch
 Deliberation by the jury took about a day
 A guilty verdict meant a long ass prison stay
 (Moussie)
 Rollin up San Quentin C.D.C reception
 Got over 10 sit that ass up in carses section
 Waiting on a chain to take you to your first pen
 Don't give a fuck because he'll never see the streets again
 He's on a gray goose hunt to his first joint
 A level four cause little homie got a gang of points
 Set him down in pelican bay with a gang of scraps
 B. R keep a strap and always watch your back
 Northside soldier put that work in for that X4
 You take out one of ours were taking out 10 of yours
 Don't got no nines got no Glock got to AK's
 But for keeps is the only way the norte plays
 Red rag to the heart so fuck the rest
 San Francisco mission district tatted on his chest
 Stroll in the yard with the homies sipping coffee
 Twisting up a Rolley get inglesia from an o. g
 And that's the way the game goes no its not a tragedy
 A four corner hell has turned into reality
 Sounds kind of fucked up but homey would have told you
 He's living out the life of a northside soldier
 (talking)
 Shayoo
 Yeah that was just one mutherfucking daily ride through the northside
 I want to say wassup to all my homies up on c street
 Wassup looty Lou doing that 15 with an L Homes
 Phil G, Rico, And rhino
 And this young Julio and IM out

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Duration
04:59
Key
7
Tempo
95 BPM

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