Where’s T? King T (Ft. Dr. Dre)

[Intro: Dr. Dre]
Ay, ay, ay where the fuck did T just go?

[Hook]
Where is T?
(Where the fuck did T go?)
And what's goin' on?
(Here I come, yo)
(Which way did he go? Which way did he go?)
Where is T?
(I'm here!)
And what's goin' on?
(Here I come!)
(Yeah, kick that shit)

[Verse 1: King T]
Set out to check my trap, twist the mode on grind
Tryna soothe my brain with my money on my mind
Besides bustin' rhymes, I'm real good at doin' crimes
Infected with the code of the street and gang signs
What's that line? Fuck a bitch, won't make a nigga rich
I make a nigga switch from shot callin' to a bitch
Off the wall, my niggas never heard of y'all
Can't trust 'em, all up in the mix ear hustling
Stop frontin', I came to represent the W
Hoodrats, top dogs and thugs too
Thought you knew, but obviously not, you're through
You need protection from King T's resurrection
Peep the session, loc get the full teaspoon
Swallow it fast cause I'm about to leave soon
For the moon, smokin' big bubble toots
In the suburban, sippin' on the 'gnac
Now we swervin' past moms, gang affiliated rap stars
In motion, tryna get paid for the potion
Top notch, the killer with the Rolex watch
With many karats, step up on the stage and straight tear it
Into pieces, ain't a greater man except Jesus
Who can touch me, bet a hundred thou' you couldn't bust me
The original Likwit rough grammar
Protected by the gat and bandana, who am I?