Текст песни 415 - 415
415 - 415 слова песни
[ VERSE 1: Richie Rich ]Richie Rich is a factor, a mack, not an actorWho lounges in the cut and waits just to jack thePunks who superficially writeProcrastinate, perpetrate, they just biteI don`t really give it much thought, just wax emPage the posse, grease the Uzis, tax emAnd lift up out of there, casualties to restGet in the Cutlass, drop the gat and the vestHave you ever seen a Vogue tire smoke?Straight on a mission, man, I ain`t no jokeSee, this is a hype tip, cause in the O that`s how we do thisHandlin boys and punks, I thought you knew thisGangster`s bread on a day-to-day basisAnd then the punk police, they try to face thisForm of high rollers just walkin the streetAin`t pumped in a year and just because of the heatThe money still long, just livin lavishCause see, the boys in the Oak, they gotta have thisCause it takes money to surviveAnd the hustlers are a product of the 415[ CHORUS ]The 4, the 1, the 5(So much mellow mellow at the) --> Bootsy CollinsThe 4, the 1, the 5[ VERSE 2: Richie Rich ]Now see, the 415 is a districtShould I break it down? Man, I`ll get specificFirst of all we`ll hit turfsI`ll explain, then you can take for what it`s worthDown in the Nineties, 96 to be exactLips, Disco, Big Ren and the packBig Tim, Ice Tee and Chuck D and the crewThey`re all from the school, yes the old and newBut 99th yeah, the big rockPlymouth, boy, the old narc spotA lot of brothers now high rollers with fameThe Dirt Road is the block they taught on the gameNow this shot`s for the Village and Big FeeRest in peace and be strong, Young DThey can take you from the game but not the game from youAnd peace to my homies from the 69 CrewOn 85th we got Genie and Big EBig Nate and F.r.o.g.Straight old schoolers, pioneers to the gameAnd in the day 85 Vets was the nameNow 77, Big B and the clickThe storefront, beatin brothers with sticksTy-Ty, E, the Twins and Long ToneDamn, it feels good to talk about homeNow Rosedale, this is a street to meUnknown in the Town, come through, you gettin beatCause Shan ain`t trippin and neither is PrinceYou don`t believe me, come through - you`ll be convincedNow let`s take a stroll through the parkSobrante, man yeah, just before darkHustlers hustle and everybody O.G.You ain`t family, it ain`t the place to beI got my top down ridin throughI see my partners, Frog, Ron and BooWe`re in a Cougar tryin to get with the hoesTwice blue, white insides, gold Zeniths and VoguesAnd the girls we were jockin were liveBut man, that`s how we do it in the 415[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: Richie Rich ]To me gettin with a girl means givin up the digitsAnd maybe tomorrow I come over for a visitAnd if you ain`t with it, then I`ll just forget itI threw you the line and baby girl, I thought you bit itSo if you weren`t choosin, they why were you jockin?Kenwood system and the Zeus keeps knockinYeah, the paint`s candy, yeah, Mico sprayed itGold ones and Vogues, admit it, you been persuadedJust another hot one to add to the chartTo the spot to get some Endo, hit the room before darkMan, she threw it on me, I started to like herAnd never thought that down the line that I`d have to strike herSee, the 415 hoes will make you get ruthlessBumpin their gums and now the hoes come up toothlessCause in the O only the strong surviveAnd Richie Riche is a factor in the 415[ VERSE 4: Richie Rich ]You see, Rich is a mack man, I`m flowin off the top nowIt`s like this, I`m gonna bust a freestyleThe J, the e, the d, the man that`s producin meIt`s like this, I`m in the place to beI got Daryl in the back, spinnin tables, not wackAnd then my partner Darren hookin it up cause it`s like thatYou see, the Oakland Town brothers keep poppinAnd MC Richie Rich is rappin, cold hip-hopppinI`m not sweatin it, man, I`m just flowinJust to let the people know that I`ll keep goinOakland, California, that`s where I`m basedAnd the brothers out here say this is the placeYou see, the crew gets the `Stangs, the Zeniths, the DaytonsA brother like me, man, I`m just debatinOn why they`re shootin questions at a playerWhy do people say that Rich ain`t a rhyme sayerAny sucker muthafucka willin to jockThen Richie Rich`ll run his ass straight up off the blockBack in the days, man, I used to spit lyricsAnd people used to come close, cause they liked to hear itAnbd now I spend em in cold `89Because a brother like me, I`m tryin to leave the grindSo on this note I`m out, only this will decidePeace to the world from the 415[ CHORUS ]Believe that shit( *DJ Daryl cuts up* )(So much mellow mellow at the Hollywood get-down)(There`s so much mellow drama at the Hollywood get-down)