Northside Songtext / Lyric

Yea I'm on.

Ugh. that's real.

For real that's you?

He said that's real!






Since I was a young buck

My mackin was cool

I use to tounge kiss girls

In the back of the school

And maybe sometime a nigga

Got more than a kiss

I put my finger in some puss

That smelt like piss

And as I reminisce its kinda funny

How I talked lil girls out they lunch money

They didn't run from me

They used to jock young Dre

Then I stepped up game

And got some cock one day

It was a bloody mess

And yes tight as some vice grip

But I was a lil nigga killin some tight shit

Tossed her and started fuckin her few friends

Cause she told two friends and they told two friends

And word got out that young Dre could fuck good

Then I fucked a bitch who could fuck and suck good

And after that cock was nothin to me

So I flipped the script and stopped fuckin' for free

Every bitch I dicked down

Had to kick down

Whoever I tossed up

Had to cough up

Young in the game man

But quick to learn

That money makes this world turn

So I peeped game

Popped that thang

And let fools know

How I got that name

Mac Dre, boy.



I use to creep on Crest Streets

With a tight mask on

Posted, Toasted getten my cash on

Strapped with a gat and a bottle of hendo

Orange zig-zags and big bags of that endo

I pushed pebbles through the mid night hour

24-7 same clothes no shower

Dope sacks smellin' like nut sacks

But fuck it

I was checkin duckets

Collectin buckets, but now

I'm fresh out the pen

With a chip on my soulder

And now that I'm older

My blood runs much colder

Somebody told a Fed I was in the mix

Hittin' licks.

Nigga ain't that a bitch?!

I make raps, stay far from saps

Check my traps and collect my snaps

Country Club Crest is where I got this game

And rappin' on the mic is how I got that name.



Yea Mac Motha Fuckin Dre

Up in here with my patna

Young DJ Reels

My crestside folks

Aye tell them hoes...