Текст песни The Frontline - Rich
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[Intro]Yeah, I`m from RichmondHell yeah, it`s crazy out hereNigga might stab you over a dollar in a dice gameNigga might shoot you over some King CobraShit, it`s crazy in the Rich[Left]I was born poor, lived poorTop Ramen, dirty floorDirty clothes, Snotty NoseEmpty stomach, Brutal soulRunning around the village with a bag full of Now-n-LatersWatching all the dope dealers hustle making dirty paperYellow bus, free lunchMissing school, should have flunkedFights with older niggaz had to let them know I`m not a punkRan up on a couple chumpsNo help, I got jumpedFought back when a lotta niggaz probably would have runDirty cops, Task Force batter-ram my front doorLooking for my pop`s coke stash under the kitchen floorMore DramaWatched good mothers turn to crack mamasWatching beauty queensTurn to dope fiendsLost honorFriend shot, some are deadBullets sending out their headAll over turf businessNiggaz turn to cold killersRap game, hoop gameDope game, same thingOnly way that niggaz thought they`d make it out the Rich, man[Chorus/Left]That`s how it is in the (RICH)That`s all we get in the (RICH)That`s how we live in the (RICH)That`s how we live in the (RICH)That`s how it is in the (RICH)That`s all we get in the (RICH)That`s how we live in the (RICH)That`s how we live in the (RICH)That`s how it is in the (RICH)(Northside, Southside)That`s all we get in the (RICH)(Seaside, Crescent Park)That`s how we live in the (RICH)(Hillside , the Village)That`s how we live in the (RICH)(My niggaz all heart)[Locksmith]Yeah, OkayNow I`ma take y`all niggaz to the startCurly hair, Crescent ParkEarly years, stressing hardNiggaz letting weapons sparkMama had an aching heartDaddy didn`t play his partThey was separated a minute but didn`t stay apartSister was an artist thenLeft`s uncle started seeingCrack came barging inNiggaz wasn`t starving thenWe was on some real shitFilthy Phil, Li`l RickFilthy pulled an ill lickBut to us he`s still sickSame time, dope gameCocaine flooded inDrought came, no `caineDough ain`t coming inNiggaz was hungry, their fucking stomachs was rumblingOut comes the gun againPigs started running inIt happened all in Richmond (HUH)Where them bullets be whistling (HUH)My little cousin was murderedAnd, shit I fucking miss himBut we gonna keep it pimpingCarry on his traditionWe representingYou fucking haters, I hope you listening[Chorus][Left and Locksmith]Le: You`ve got the boys in the Village, manChilling on GriffinDuring the day, but at nightIt`s dope dealing and killingLo: You`ve got the Crescent Park niggaz, down on FlemingNiggaz will snatch off your rims if you come through spinningLe: You`ve got the niggaz in the projects out in NorthWhere they fight in the street bare-knuckle like it`s a sportLo: You`ve got the Seaside niggaz they be holding steelFuck around, there`ll be rollin` illLe: You`ve got the Easter Hill Boys, one way in, one way outRun your mouth, they will knock you outLo: And there`s a lot more niggaz in church than we could mentionLe: But no matter where you stay, motherfucker, it`s all Richmond[Chorus]That`s how it is in the (RICH)(Northside, Southside)That`s all we get in the (RICH)(Seaside, Crescent Park)That`s how we live in the (RICH)(Hillside , the Village)That`s how we live in the (RICH)(My niggaz all heart)