Letras
Yeah, yeah, it's Northern California
Crankin' off the hook
Where the rappers are affiliated everywhere you look
Too $hort '85, girl, that's your life, smokin' on that glass pipe
Had me payin' attention, my cousin losin' weight fast like
The park was cookin' it like you, Grandma stayed across the street
Playin' hoop in the gym when I heard the cougar speak
Voice deep, spit a rap, said he was rollin', dippin' sick
Snakeskin top on the 'ville and that was '86
I was nine, then came '89
Then came Richie Rich and D-Loc, Oakland's 415
Groupie ass bitch tryna get a baller from the sideshow
And tryna be a part of MC Hammer's stage show
Hammer had MTV locked before Nelly and Will
I'm tellin' you this is real, he sold 17 mil'
Digital underground money be fused in shock
Would fuel the rap world, I'm introducin' 'Pac
From the same spot, slang rocks with raps on the same soil
Check the next verse, I spit more game for you
It's Northern California, crankin' off the hook
Where the rappers are affiliated everywhere you look
They jook, hit banks, rank high in the pen
Rest in peace to everyone that's not here
Richie Rich got crack, early '90s with a half a thang
Heavy in that rap game, still gettin' that dough
MC Hammer bought helicopters from the cops from the O
Probably pushin' that, probably keepin' it low
Mac Dre put Vallejo on the map first in the Bay
You can tell me somethin' good if you know what to say
A Richmond cat named Philthy Phil made "Player Hatin'" a statement
Then he got even more famous, when he gave it to a cop tryna stop him
On some true Bay thug shit, pulled the shit quick and popped him
I watched it on America's Most
I watched him put out a tape called "
The Manhunt" and the nigga got ghost
Mac Dre still doin' his thang, they said his Robber Room gang
Was robbin' banks, media tryna ruin his name
Got convicted, seven years in the Feds
And about this time, started writin' them rhymes