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Pocket Full Of Rocks Who Is This King

I make erry mu'fucka in this bitch do tha whop This the new improved Hood Hop I make erry mu'fucka in this bitch do tha whop I ain't tryin' to change

like Rosewood and Matrix A yo, Biggie taught me well, Biggie told me How to flip bricks like cartwheel To all my thugs who puffed him To all my girls who

're dizzy Born to get busy Is he the Jam Master? Isn't he, or is he? And my name is D.M.C The K-I-N-G The car that I drive is called a Caddy The drink

how, feel me I'm barely standin', and plus my secondhand say it's midnight Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right Like misdemeanors is a small thang With DJ Quik in this

of the street, Wu-Tang St. Ide's commercial is in the background* (this is a best guess based on what's heard underneath Rae's conversation) [Ghostface] Who

it on down [LL Cool J] Rock the beat now that can be arranged Yo baby you look fine spread em Yo homeboy get up against the wall put this in your pocket Who is this

I met people with no backbone, try to dig in ma pocket And I met people, no matter what they knew how to rock it I dedicate this track to all the people who

got is meaner, Felony no misdemeanor, Got a Beamer same as Zingers', With the system full blown, Daddy X, correct, Who'd You Expect? The mans ???????? connect, ????????????, X is for ecstasy, Is

3 1, in comes the 2 to the 3 Make some fucking noise for the Kottonmouth Kings [CHORUS] 1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3 Get the fuck up this is Kottonmouth Kings