Lyrics:
the whole town wonderin who the fuck shot him
Lookin for the body, tell me what they found,
His head in Richmond the rest in the V-town
Thinking about
the body; tell me what they found?
His head in Richmond, the rest in the V-town.
Thinking about the set up, trying to get my red up.
'Bout my cock this
born.
Some birthday!
Ol' Sam put on a three cornered hat
And in a Richmond church he sat
And Patrick Henry told him that while America drew breath
Nothin' else but Staten Island, man
Ya'll stand up, man, Stapleton, the Wild West, Park Hill
Port Richmond, Now Born, Jungle Nilz, hah... Peace!
hungry
Just barely alive
By May the 10th, Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were
hungry
Just barely alive
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were
kingdom
Sippin' Asti Spumante, driftin', reality kicks in
I need the papes to start clickin', got a connect out in Richmond
And e'ry nigga in the fam
Selassie in my kingdom
Sipping Asti Spumante
Dripped in, reality kicks in
I need the papes to start clicking
Got a connect out in Richmond
Every nigga in
like to grab
The mic and go insane
She like how I rap, that's why she came
Everybody dream is to get a little fame
Me? I'm sensitive, I'm from Richmond
driver
He'd say el sob number one
With a Bocephus sticker
On his 442 he'd light 'em up
Just for fun
Captain Pierce was a fireman
Richmond engine
a seven and he won.
He took the world 600, the old Atlanta 5
Bristol, Richmond, Nashville, Daytona for the ride
The hotdogs laid it on him. They'd draft,
driver
He?d say el sob number one
With a bocephus sticker
On his 442 he'd light ?em up
Just for fun
Captain pierce was a fireman
Richmond engine
Richmond way
Her daddy don't like me to lead the girl astray
The brown boy is born to serve he say
Don't he know it's a different day
In the big smoke
No
Well they gave him his orders in Richmond Virginia
Sayin' Joe you're away behind time
Now this ain't no big roadranger but an old slow binder
You
We were hungry just barely alive
By May tenth Richmond had fell
It was a time I remember oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good
Put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress
In Richmond on high
But I sobered up
cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good
Put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress
In Richmond on high
But I sobered up
mo' than Jose Conseco
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
The nice braids, brown eyes
R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to Richmond
Y'all
NORTH, Carolina SOUTH
I kick the visit, in Richmond, lost in Boston
Benz in Houston, two hours away from Austin
[LJ] TEXAS, where you don't see
thought he's from Richmond (yeah)
Whispering, angel turn to demon when she sip it (sip it)
I'ma get my bitch back like Tristan (get it?)
I like a bad
Richmond, Virginia boston
New York City clinton Sparks
Don’t get it fucked up pussy
You know how to act
And I’m single handedly carrying New
York
and listen (okay)
I got my game from Vallejo, Richmond
My clientary just far as the eye can see (far)
Speak French to a bitch, ooh-la-la, oui-oui (that's
and Mac Keak the last don
East Oakland the land of the side show
Richmond, Frisco, to the Valley Jo
I'm riding side ways, this way and that way
Door's
Oakland, we be with the most shit
Out in Richmond, hoes stay trippin'
Out in Frisco, they stay with a pistol
Out in Vallejo, they let them things go
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