[Woodie]nnEnter my danger zone Northern CalinnYes son from the valley to the baynnThe mighty Norte got it sewnnnWe bout half a mill' people up in these streetsnSo keep a grip yeah we flared up we red flags and capsnnThis ain't Blood or Crip this is northern organized raza till eternitynnPutting dips up in this mutha fucker stack and murder piecennNever heard of Woodie now you have listen up and soak it innnNorthern Cali is full of killas homie go and tell a friendnnAnd if Fallen trail of nuds trail methamphetamine is goodnnNorthern Cali crystal crossing boreders got the country hookednnWe gon raise the roof we pop our collars grip our nutsnnKill our enemies' visions and feed fishes there gutsnnHeavier in the old school country launching Malibu'snn350 rockers 450 (?)nnWe got the now 609nn661 and 409 on the valley grindnnWe got the 405 West Baynn707 North Bay 408 South BaynnBut its all NortennThe (?) of east bay 925 East Co Co.nnThe Northern Cali breakdown for you po-po'snnnn[Chorus: repeat 2X]nnThis is Northern Cali representing putting it downnnWe from the valley everybody holla your townnnWe from the bay we all hear the shit the same waynnFrom the valley to the bay ready for some gun playnnnn[Woodie]nnHomie we slang and we bang in east bay it's a G thingnnPunks saying salutation while taking lives with no delaynnFeel me its west coast the left coast no test wit killer CalinnNasty flashes (?) through your back streets and alleysnnPast the valley acting badlynnI hits the carry a fifth of brandynnSplash these bitches cuz there trashynnRolling old school flows (?)nn(?) Valley cougars larks that park cut thangs and mustangsnnBut one thing there's gun playnnSo when the fucks bringnnLet your nuts swangnnIt's a mustang for the no repore make you levitate regulatennPo-po's got to bring the yellow tape in everydaynnUp here our tapes will set your hood nownnYou can hear the evidence we represent put it downnnFor the whole bay is a cold gamennAnd it all while cursing city streetsnnThese addicts smashing traffic on that cradiknnIn the A-N-T-I-O-C-H we don't be hatennWe fo da pay and blowing brainsnnI'm smoking dank (in my throw pit?) in my corner of the golden statennnn[Chorus]nnnnWhen you smoking on the bubonic chronic that got you gonennWhere you think it come fromnnWhere you think it come from when you smokingnnon the bubonic chronic that got you gonennWere you think it come fromnnWhere you think it come fromnnnn[Woodie]nnIt comes from northern CalinnUp in home bock county the northwest regionnnBy the ocean not the valleynnIt's considered the most ronic California commoditynnThe hommies call it puff or balmnnThe hippies call it pot or weednnIt's garneted to get you high tho O fo shonnAnd the Northerners are making a killing slanging that roachnnBut straight fo yayo packing pistols illegal substances distributednnGot domies packing crystals and glass pipes and feel good againnnIt gets dirty in this west coast sunshiny statennYou might die early gangbangingnnBut that is the chance you takennLocked up in prison for lifenn1 2 3 strikes your outnnSell a pound pack a pistolnnShot a rival oh no doubtnnWit no hesitation the judge will have you facing a life long vacationnnBut we still regulationnnAnd these suckers are punching and get treated like slutsnnThis is northern cal bow down lick on these nutsnnnn[Chorus] - repeat to end n