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N.W.A. - Dope Man (Remix) lyrics

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Dope Man (Remix) by N.W.A.


Yo Dre
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
"Dopeman, please can I have another hit?"
The dopeman said, "Cluck, I don't give a sh*t
If your girl kneel down and suck my dick"
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her
Nigga didn't care, she ain't nothin' but a smoker
That's the way goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother gettin' over by slangin' 'caine
Gold around his neck in 14 K heaven
b**ches clockin' on his dick twenty-four seven
Plus he's makin' money, keep the bassheads waitin'
Rollin six-fo' wit the fresh ass Daytons
Livin' in Compton, California CA
His uzi up yo' ass if he don't get paid
Nigga beggin' for credit, he's knockin' out teeth
Clockin' much dollars on the 1st and 15th
Big wad of money, nuttin' less than a twenty
Yo, you want a five, oh the dopeman's got plenty
To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify
Don't get high off your own supply
From a ki' to a G, it's all about money
Ten piece for a champ, bass pipe comes free
If people out there are not hip to the fact
If you see somebody gettin' money for crack, he's the
Dopeman, dopeman, ay man, give me a hit
Dopeman, dopeman, yo man, f**k that sh*t
Dopeman, dopeman, we just can't quit
Dopeman, dopeman, well suck this b**ch
Wait a minute, wait a minute, who the f**k are you talkin' to?
Do you know who the f**k I am? Man, I can't believe this sh*t
This b**ch is tryin' to gank me, yo I oughta slap you upside yo' head
With nine inches of limp dick
You need a nigga with money so you get a dopeman
Juice that fool for as much as you can
She like his car and he get wit her
Got a black eye 'cause the dopeman hit her
Let that slide and you pay it no mind
Find that he's slappin' you all the time
But that's okay 'cause he's so rich
Ain't you ain't nuttin' but a dopeman's b**ch
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Poppin' that trash might get you f**ked up
Well, sit and cry, if the dopeman strike you
He don't give a f**k he got two just like you
There's another girl in the dopeman's life
Not quite a b**ch but far from a wife
She's called strawberry and everybody know
Strawberry strawberry is the neighborhood hoe
Do anything for a hit or two
Give the b**ch a rock, she f**ked the whole damn crew
It might be your wife and it might make you sick
Come home and see her mouth on the dopeman's dick
Strawberry, just look and you'll see her
But don't f**k around she'll give you gonnorhea
If people out there are not hip to the fact
The strawberry is a girl sellin pussy for crack to the
Dopeman, dopeman, ay man, give me a hit
Dopeman, dopeman, yo man, f**k that sh*t
Dopeman, dopeman, in yo' face
Dopeman, dopeman, yo Dre, kick in the bass
If you smoke 'caine, you a stupid motherf**ker
Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucker
Doin' that crack with all the money you got
On your hands and knees, searchin' for a piece of rock
Jonesin' for a hit and you're lookin' for mo'
Done stole the Alpine out of Eazy's six-fo'
You need your ass whupped 'cause it's out of this Earth
To get a ten-piece need a dollar fifty work
Knucklehead nigga, yeah you turned into a crook
But swear up and down boy that you ain't hooked
You beat your friend up and you whupped his ass long
'Cause he hit the pipe 'til the rock was all gone
You robbin' and stealin', buggin' and illin'
While the dopeman's dealin', what is healin' yo' pain?
Cocaine, this sh*t's insane
Yo E she's a berry, let's run a train
Man, I wouldn't touch that b**ch, me neither
Hoe go home and wash out your beaver
And niggaz out there messin' up people's health
Yo, what the f**k you gotta say for yourself?
Well, I'm the dopeman, yeah boy, wear a courderoy
Money up to here but unemployed
You keep smokin' that rock and my pockets gettin' bigger
Yo, got that five-oh double up nigga
Yeah high rollin', big money I'm foldin'
b**ch on my tip for the dick, I'm holdin'
Sprung strawberry jockin' me so early
Hoe you wanna hit you gotta get your knees dirty
Now that's my life, that's how it's cut
Hey dopeman, b**ch, shut the f**k up
Gotta make a run, it's a big money deal
Gankers got the fake but you can get the real from the
Dopeman, dopeman, yeah that's me
Dopeman, dopeman, yo can I get a G?
Dopeman, dopeman, clock as much as he can
f**k this sh*t who am I? The dopeman
Yo Mr. Dopeman, you think you're slick?
You sold crack to my sister and now she's sick
But if she happens to die because of your drug
I'm puttin' in your coolo, a thirty-eight slug



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