Richtown Master P (Ft. TRU)

[Chorus: with Master P talking in background]
(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 (Ooh) town, yeah

[Verse 1]
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!)