[Master P: talking]
Ahhh yeah, one of them ole smooth $$# mother$#&@ing mellow beats
For your $$#


[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 ^!$$% in a hearse
Dumb straight, I was $#&@ed 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 ^!$$% with the big butt
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 $#&@ 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 $#&@ing bills paid
Always got my beepers and my mobile phone

And when I raise my shirt, there go the $#&@ing chrome
And you never catch me slipping in this $#&@ing game
Cause I'm the neighborhood dopeman


[Master P]
Ahh big timer, %#@! 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 damn side

Ready to bust a sucker cap if they talking %#@!
But if it ain't like that let me talk to this (*##$
(*##$ 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 (*##$
Took her behind the building, and P got his dick licked

Beeper ringing my boy say he out of dope
Told the (*##$ 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 ^!$$%s on the set just like some dopefiends
I use to sell them for four but now I'm selling the (*##$ for fifteen

And like Cube say, today'll be a good day
Now who the $#&@ said crime don't $#&@ing 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 $$# ^!$$%s man
They got me again man (oh man)
Seven ^!$$%s (I told you to come see me man)

Hanging out for you man
I couldn't wait though man (I hear you little daddy)
^!$$%s came and got me with the mother$#&@ing, P.C. man

That mother$#&@ing (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 ^!$$% can't tell me %#@!, 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, (*##$es, blowing up my pager

Them hoes want to make love I tell them hoes to call me later
Rolling six, and $#&@ 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
%#@! for my ^!$$%s, to serve to the dopefiends
Young ^!$$% getting rich, by 16 bezzels
Sitting tight plates and the paint's plates read my (*##$

^!$$%, ^!$$% living top notch keep my finger
On the trigger case I have to unload the glock
Cause the game is a mo'$#&@er
Jealous $$# ^!$$%s bust cause they trick $$# suckers
And even hoes on the set up
Sell a ^!$$% for a note, now that's a dead mother$#&@er

You can't trust a (*##$
Load up in this fifth that's why I deal with the bull%#@!
Cause %#@! is real and I will never change
Yeah, huh, your neighborhhood dopeman

[Master P & dopefiend: talking]


[Chorus x2]