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Dopeman

What's up dog?

What you need nigga?

Aw shit, one time

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 shit

If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick"

Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her

But he didn't care, 'cause she ain't nothing but a smoker

That's the way it go, that's the name of the game

Young niggas gettin' over by slangin' caine

Lex around my wrist in 18K Heaven

Bitches clockin' on my dick twenty four seven

Plus I'm makin' money, keepin' baseheads waitin'

Roll the six four with all gold Daytons

Live in Inglewood, California, CA.

This oozy up your ass if i don't get paid

Niggas beggin' for credit, I'm knockin' out teeth

Clockin' much dollars on the first and fifteenth

Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty

Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty

To be a Dopeman, boy you must qualify

Don't get high off your own supply

From a Key to a G, it's all about money

Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free

If people out there not hip to the fact

If you see somebody gettin' money for crack, he's the

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Mack front me a sack)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(I'll get ya back)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Tryna stack me a grip)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Man, fuck that shit)

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 with her

Got a black eye, 'cause the Dopeman hit her

Let that slide, and you pay it no mine

Find that he's slappin' you all the time

But that's okay, 'cause hes so rich

And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch

Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut

Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up

You sit and cry, if the Dopeman strike you

He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you

There's another girl in the Dopeman's life

Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife

She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows

Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe

Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock

She fuck 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 fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea

If people out there, not hip to the fact

Strawberry is a girl, sellin' pussy for crack to the

Dopeman, Dopeman

(From a ounce to a key)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Tryna get this cheese, man)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Cluckers riding my dick)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Man fuck that shit)

If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker

Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker

Doing that crack with all the money you got

On your hands and knees searchin' for a piece of rock

Fienin' for a hit, and you lookin' for more

Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four

Smokin' like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you

Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you

Ballin' everyday, doing more drug deals

Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels

If people out there, not hip to the fact

If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack, I'm the

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Yeah, that's me)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(From a ounce to a key)

Dopeman, Dopeman

(Cookin' much as I can)

(Yo fuck that shit, who am I)

The Dopeman

Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick

Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin' chips

Good lookin' out, for showin' love

Now I got bitches on my dick 'cause I'm flossin' dubs

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