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"[Reporter:] Thus topic of news right now surveillance cameras Captured a terrifying attack at a store in Vallejo [Chorus:] 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 [Verse 1:] 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 [Chorus] [Verse 2:] 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 [Chorus] [Verse 3:] 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! [Chorus] "