415 - 415 Lyrics

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VERSE 1: Richie Rich ]

Richie Rich is a factor, a mack, not an actor

Who lounges in the cut and waits just to jack the

Punks who superficially write

Procrastinate, perpetrate, they just bite

I don't really give it much thought, just wax em

Page the posse, grease the Uzis, tax em

And lift up out of there, casualties to rest

Get in the Cutlass, drop the gat and the vest

Have you ever seen a Vogue tire smoke?

Straight on a mission, man, I ain't no joke

See, this is a hype tip, cause in the O that's how we do this

Handlin boys and punks, I thought you knew this

Gangster's bread on a day-to-day basis

And then the punk police, they try to face this

Form of high rollers just walkin the street

Ain't pumped in a year and just because of the heat

The money still long, just livin lavish

Cause see, the boys in the Oak, they gotta have this

Cause it takes money to survive

And the hustlers are a product of the 415

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[ CHORUS ]

The 4, the 1, the 5

(So much mellow mellow at the) --> Bootsy Collins

The 4, the 1, the 5

[ VERSE 2: Richie Rich ]

Now see, the 415 is a district

Should I break it down? Man, I'll get specific

First of all we'll hit turfs

I'll explain, then you can take for what it's worth

Down in the Nineties, 96 to be exact

Lips, Disco, Big Ren and the pack

Big Tim, Ice Tee and Chuck D and the crew

They're all from the school, yes the old and new

But 99th yeah, the big rock

Plymouth, boy, the old narc spot

A lot of brothers now high rollers with fame

The Dirt Road is the block they taught on the game

Now this shot's for the Village and Big Fee

Rest in peace and be strong, Young D

They can take you from the game but not the game from you

And peace to

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