four DPG's gettin' crazy & No Limit is the label that pays me! Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie & I remember what my momma showed me told me
they be missin' me and missin' you Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy,
s east coast, west coast slang, yo cap get peeled down in Houston ask B, i'm a mack fo'real heck he tell me, respect better dwell me Beyonce fiance
fuck Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk about Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King 1605... (fool pass me
county all league pimp selection Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner Once was a preacher,
quicker 'cause I'm the D-L-O-C All the freaks know me, they call me Loc Daddy I rock shit on the daily, your girlfriend she paged me I bust you in the
'm hip to ya game Hoes be actin' like they love me but they only wanna fuck me And suck me but don't touch me Back up off me hooker 'cause I won't be
guiding me Met a man who was sitting by a tree Went to him and asked him: "Won't you help me please!" So the man looked up and stared at me His eyes
Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under the
real hard By the power that was investin' in me Faith rested in me I can't quit now, too much money's invested in me To my nigga B-I, this ones for you
ya' producers, 'cuz I'm hurtin' these beats I said it once, I'll say it twice, bitch, Disturbin' Tha Peace C'mon Yeah, folk The King of the kings has
crazy And No Limit is the label that pays me Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie And I remember what my momma showed me Told me game recognize
these is flawless Send him 50 cent a day I can see he starvin I got R&B bitches givin me me®?ge's Deep massages I could hear Eazy talkin Tellin me to
Hook: Notorious B.I.G. I know you seen me on the video (true) I know you heard me on the radio (true) But you still don't pay me no attention Listenin
(B. Dylan) The festival was over, the boys were all planning for a fall, The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall. The curfew had been
got they eyes on me (Eyes On Me) They wanna set me up, land a couple pies on me (Pies On Me) I'm streetwise I don't ride with them pies on me The feds
cos I'm hip to ya game Hoes be acting like they love me but they only wanna fuck me and suck me but don't touch me Back up off me hooker cos I won't