Master P, TRU - Richtown lyrics

(A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (Ooh, ooh, ooh, A tick tock ya don't stop) town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) In the Richtown (Ooh, ooh
Ooh) town (A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (O oh) town, yeah

Well it's Saturday but yo it don't
Matter it's money to be made
Master P got away cleaner than Cascade
And Richmond
California brothers gots to get paid
Whether it's Southside, Northern Park
Chetterburgh ya better strap a gat
Cause if ya pockets get fat
Ya get jacked for ya jewels
Don't be that fool
Straight servin' cause in Richmond
We be pervin'
5-0, drive rag tops drag on the curb and
Caddys and Benz roll, girls be waitin'
It used to be trues and
Vogues but now it's Daytons
Police jack my pistols, they still packin'
Have them dope fiends dialin' for crack
A drive by shootin' em' P, seven ain't shit
Brothers on the Southside ain't
To be messed with
Down in the village still sellin' hella dank
Brothers wear vest cause suckers
They out to gank
Chevys and trucks roll with so much bass
And all ya hear is Master
P and Untouchables tape (RICHTOWN)

(A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (Ooh, ooh, ooh, A tick tock ya don't stop) town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) In the Richtown (Ooh, ooh
Ooh) town (A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (O oh) town, yeah

R-ic-h-m-o-n-d

Richmond, California some call it
The dope spot
The place where the pushers roll
And a fifth wheel Caddy is
An every day stroll dope fiends quick
But cha' gotta watch out
For the crooked police
Ya see the Rich ain't no joke
4-1-5 brothers signed to the ghetto
Suckers get sent
It's the city of the drug lords
Pushers and the pimps

(A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (Ooh, ooh, ooh, A tick tock ya don't stop) town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) In the Richtown (Ooh, ooh
Ooh) town (A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (O oh) town, yeah

Richtown, so many broads to get with
But if ya game's lame
Ya get cha' tights split
I ain't braggin' cause my
Pants will keep saggin'
Hat cocked to the side with
That gold one draggin'
Now I'm cruisin' up Cotton Boulevard
See a cutie
So I stopped the car, she said P was a lick
So I mashed the gas cause I
Don't pay for the bitch
Doin' about 80 on 23rd (What cha' see)
OMG and some Mexicans on the curb
So I stopped for a minute at the liquor store
No ID but the Arab let me go
Grab my 49 wrist burnin'
On the way to Eastern Hills
With my boys be servin'
There go the cops man, just my luck
I shook em' up
Hit the corner just to ditch the law
Caught a taxi
End up in the Hilltop Mall that in the
(RICHTOWN)

(A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (Ooh, ooh, ooh, A tick tock ya don't stop) town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) In the Richtown (Ooh, ooh
Ooh) town (A tick tock ya don't stop)
Richtown (O oh) town, yeah