[Verse 1]
Much pride, North side of The Golden State
It's Woodie-wood from the A-N-T-I-O-C-H
Where the crackback's potent and the pigs are deep
For every new batch cooked, half the town don't sleep
And I creep in a sixty-nine 'lark with duals
Barking up the block on Rallyes, chrome shining like jewels
Swinging sideways on highways after aiming for brains
With my eyes all dilated swerving through lanes
Shit's Gone Strange, but I was up in funk before that
So nothings really changed in this Yoc Life format
Homies gone or doing time so the clique ain't as deep
But we some Norte Sidin' ridin' on your bumper with heat
With beat quaking out the windows spitting Yoc Life lingo
(That shit's so tight it makes my ears tingle)
A single shot deuce-deuce is all it takes
To rattle up his brains and kill his parents' mistake
But I prefer to tuck a trey-five-sev in my nuts
So I can hit 'em with a gutshot, fuckin' 'em up

[Chorus 2x]
Living in the skirts of the East Bay, Co Co County
Crank and bomb keep the ballers paid
But you can't fade when the soldiers get to ridin'
Flared up, tearin' it up, Norte Sidin' (Sidin')