[Master P: talking]
Ahhh yeah, one of them ole smooth a** m************ mellow beats
For your a**
[Chorus x2]
The neighborhood dopeman, dopeman
It's a risky business, selling that cocaine
[Master P]
Yo C man, tell them where you from
[C-Murder]
I was born in the place where people had to kill
Lots of dopefiends, so many drug deals
Disrespect my elders so I always cursed
Never tripped when I seen a n**** in a hearse
Dumb straight, I was f***** up from the start
They even tell me I was born, without a heart
But I ain't really tripping off these grown ups
Cause he who got the dope, is the n**** with the big b***
I'm in a room chopping pounds on a silver plate
Sometimes I'm selling twenties, sometimes I'm selling weight
I never gave a f*** about right or wrong
Me go to jail, huh, it's like a second home
On the first or fifteenth you know I don't play
Cause two oz's a day keep the f****** bills paid
Always got my beepers and my mobile phone
And when I raise my shirt, there go the f****** chrome
And you never catch me slipping in this f****** game
Cause I'm the neighborhood dopeman
[Master P]
Ahh big timer, s*** man if you that big man
Why don't you give your boy one ten tomorrow
Man I get my check in two days or something man
You know how it go
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Roll up on the set in the drop five
With the giggidy giggidy gat by my d*** side
Ready to bust a sucker cap if they talking s***
But if it ain't like that let me talk to this b****
b**** was hella-thick, dressed in them daisy dukes
Thinking by a dopefiend she might be a fiend too
Pull out my fat sack of dubs how I played the b****
Took her behind the building, and P got his d*** licked
Beeper ringing my boy say he out of dope
Told the b**** see you later, good-bye, see you stank hoe
Call my boys up, I knew it was a drought man
But I ain't tripping cause at the house I got three ki's man
Serving them n***** on the set just like some dopefiends
I use to sell them for four but now I'm selling the b**** for fifteen
And like Cube say, today'll be a good day
Now who the f*** said crime don't f****** pay
The name is P and you know I sell that cocaine
In other words I'm the neighborhood dopeman
[Chorus]
[talking]
Yo P man what's up man (what's happening)
You know them little young a** n***** man
They got me again man (oh man)
Seven n***** (I told you to come see me man)
Hanging out for you man
I couldn't wait though man (I hear you little daddy)
n***** came and got me with the m************, P.C. man
That m************ (just holler at me later than youknowI'msaying)
Yeah man, give me another one man I got to keep it pimping you know
[Chorus]
[Silkk]
Deep up in this game yo like deep as it go
A n**** can't tell me s***, when it come to selling dope
I'm pushing 20's, 50's, hundreds, and slabs
And if that ain't enough I'm going back up to the lab
Fiends, b******, blowing up my pager
Them hoes want to make love I tell them hoes to call me later
Rolling six, and f*** this in this cutlass busting tight ones
Doing a donut on the L got sweated by the black and white ones
But, that's, the life I choose to live, fast
And when I'm dropping all them thangs I keep a 9 up on the dash
When I'm passing out this cocaine I stay strapped
Selling crack, huh, your neighborhood dopeman
[Chorus x2]
[Cali G]
I'm breaking out, with the triple beam sacking up
s*** for my n*****, to serve to the dopefiends
Young n**** getting rich, by 16 bezzels
Sitting tight plates and the paint's plates read my b****
n****, n**** living top notch keep my finger
On the trigger case I have to unload the glock
Cause the game is a mo'f*****
Jealous a** n***** bust cause they trick a** suckers
And even hoes on the set up
Sell a n**** for a note, now that's a dead m***********
You can't trust a b****
Load up in this fifth that's why I deal with the bullshit
Cause s*** is real and I will never change
Yeah, huh, your neighborhhood dopeman
[Master P & dopefiend: talking]
[Chorus x2]
Ahhh yeah, one of them ole smooth a** m************ mellow beats
For your a**
[Chorus x2]
The neighborhood dopeman, dopeman
It's a risky business, selling that cocaine
[Master P]
Yo C man, tell them where you from
[C-Murder]
I was born in the place where people had to kill
Lots of dopefiends, so many drug deals
Disrespect my elders so I always cursed
Never tripped when I seen a n**** in a hearse
Dumb straight, I was f***** up from the start
They even tell me I was born, without a heart
But I ain't really tripping off these grown ups
Cause he who got the dope, is the n**** with the big b***
I'm in a room chopping pounds on a silver plate
Sometimes I'm selling twenties, sometimes I'm selling weight
I never gave a f*** about right or wrong
Me go to jail, huh, it's like a second home
On the first or fifteenth you know I don't play
Cause two oz's a day keep the f****** bills paid
Always got my beepers and my mobile phone
And when I raise my shirt, there go the f****** chrome
And you never catch me slipping in this f****** game
Cause I'm the neighborhood dopeman
[Master P]
Ahh big timer, s*** man if you that big man
Why don't you give your boy one ten tomorrow
Man I get my check in two days or something man
You know how it go
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Roll up on the set in the drop five
With the giggidy giggidy gat by my d*** side
Ready to bust a sucker cap if they talking s***
But if it ain't like that let me talk to this b****
b**** was hella-thick, dressed in them daisy dukes
Thinking by a dopefiend she might be a fiend too
Pull out my fat sack of dubs how I played the b****
Took her behind the building, and P got his d*** licked
Beeper ringing my boy say he out of dope
Told the b**** see you later, good-bye, see you stank hoe
Call my boys up, I knew it was a drought man
But I ain't tripping cause at the house I got three ki's man
Serving them n***** on the set just like some dopefiends
I use to sell them for four but now I'm selling the b**** for fifteen
And like Cube say, today'll be a good day
Now who the f*** said crime don't f****** pay
The name is P and you know I sell that cocaine
In other words I'm the neighborhood dopeman
[Chorus]
[talking]
Yo P man what's up man (what's happening)
You know them little young a** n***** man
They got me again man (oh man)
Seven n***** (I told you to come see me man)
Hanging out for you man
I couldn't wait though man (I hear you little daddy)
n***** came and got me with the m************, P.C. man
That m************ (just holler at me later than youknowI'msaying)
Yeah man, give me another one man I got to keep it pimping you know
[Chorus]
[Silkk]
Deep up in this game yo like deep as it go
A n**** can't tell me s***, when it come to selling dope
I'm pushing 20's, 50's, hundreds, and slabs
And if that ain't enough I'm going back up to the lab
Fiends, b******, blowing up my pager
Them hoes want to make love I tell them hoes to call me later
Rolling six, and f*** this in this cutlass busting tight ones
Doing a donut on the L got sweated by the black and white ones
But, that's, the life I choose to live, fast
And when I'm dropping all them thangs I keep a 9 up on the dash
When I'm passing out this cocaine I stay strapped
Selling crack, huh, your neighborhood dopeman
[Chorus x2]
[Cali G]
I'm breaking out, with the triple beam sacking up
s*** for my n*****, to serve to the dopefiends
Young n**** getting rich, by 16 bezzels
Sitting tight plates and the paint's plates read my b****
n****, n**** living top notch keep my finger
On the trigger case I have to unload the glock
Cause the game is a mo'f*****
Jealous a** n***** bust cause they trick a** suckers
And even hoes on the set up
Sell a n**** for a note, now that's a dead m***********
You can't trust a b****
Load up in this fifth that's why I deal with the bullshit
Cause s*** is real and I will never change
Yeah, huh, your neighborhhood dopeman
[Master P & dopefiend: talking]
[Chorus x2]