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northern made productionz – northern made anthem lyrics

intro:
(hollow): -laughs-
yeah…. you got northern made productionz in this b-tch dog
with my n-gga d-row… my n-gga sizzle…
and of course, yours truly – hollow point m-th-‘f-cka
thousand block!!

hook:
(d-row): ever since a youngin’, i’ve been northern made
that was where i was raised, and that’s where i stay
thousand block all day, every day
cuz it’s northern made productionz, and we’re here to stay
i said, ever since a youngin’, i’ve been northern made
that was where i was raised, and that’s where i stay
thousand block all day, every day
cuz it’s northern made productionz, and we’re here to stay

verse 1:
(sizzle): i’m a band getta’, gram flippa’, from grand river
thousand block baby, north of the lan k!lla’
ask around my city, they’ll tell you that we the truth
we’ve been about that life… sh-t is just what we do
i was raised in it, see, i learned from old heads
came up off a front, started gettin’ my own bread
once it all began, man, it just kept comin’
sh-t, i couldn’t stop, i took off, at the block runnin’
with my girbauds saggin’, pockets full of them dollaz
quarter pound in my backpack, you know i got ’em, just holla’
bumpin’ yo gotti, standin’ in the kitchen
trappin’ at 16, you couldn’t tell me sh-t then
i had pounds of mids, and a few different kinds of k!lla’
og, purple kush, blue cheese, and white widow
see, back then, that was my lifestyle
i was on the grind, goin’ hard, when i was juvenile…
one thousand!!

verse 2:
(d-row): northern made, it’s hot out here, so get in the shade
i’m so underground, it’s like i’m in a grave
grounded so much as a kid, so i ran away
i’m bout a gram away from blowed, sippin’ santa fe
and we party frequently, just like auntie mame
my sk!ll is hard to imagine, like a tranny came
plus we stay with the trees, like candy canes
i’m on fire, and the haters only feed the flame
you ain’t f-ckin’ with, northern made productionz
we’re stuntin’, they front and, they make -ssumptions
cuz they ain’t nothin’ to us
b-tches, we face-f-ck ’em, we’re nuttin’
cuz we’re comin’ up, in b-tton-ups
they’re givin’ up, and shuttin’ up, we hush ’em up
runnin’ up, like “what the f-ck is up?”
it’s a direction
spreadin’ like an infection, and harder than an erection
in a p-ssy you mess with, with no protection
we’re the coldest i our section, no question
(sizzle): one thousand!!

verse 3:
(hollow): stuntin’ is a habit, that i can’t seem to break
done too much sh-t, that it’s hard to get away
born on the south, but b-tch, i’m northern made
and one triple oh, is the hood that i claim
where we tote them thangs, where our lungs’ full of haze
no time for the snakes, we just lay ’em in a grave
40 cal on my waist, full of my name
hollowpoint if ye’ ain’t know. them b-tches ’bout to blow
you got fam? hold ’em close, me and my n-ggas’ cutthroat
all we leave in the air, is hot rubber, and gunsmoke
we don’t trust b-tches, and we don’t love hoes
take your girl f-ck her, then kick her out the do’
see it’s thousand block
home of the band getta’s, and drug deala’s
head hitta’s, cap peela’s, hustla’s, and wig splitta’s
bread winna’s, go getta’s, get it how you live n-ggas’
real n-ggas, trill n-ggas, thousand block, for real n-gga!
(sizzle): one thousand!!

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