Dopeman

(Yo, Dre, kick in the bass!)

(Ooh, that's funky, that's funky)

(Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky)

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit "Dopeman, please can I have another hit?" The dope man said, "Yeah, cluck, for a waiver If your girl comes here and do me a favor" It all happened and the guy tried to choke her Pusher didn't care, she ain't nothing but a smoker That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game Young brother living dumb by slanging 'caine Gold around his neck in 14k heaven Girls on his jock about 24-7 He won't live long, just keep on waiting Dopeman dies, 'cause we have fresh daytons Living in Compton, California CA Three with a Checkers of Police On a raid To be a dopeman is a life of grief Two best days on the first and fifteenth Got a lotta money, nothing less than a twenty Yo, you want a five-oh? The dopeman's got plenty To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify Don't get high off your own supply From a key to a g, it's all about money 10 piece for 10 base, pipe comes free And people out there are not hip to the fact If you see someboy getting money for crack, he's the

Dopeman, dopeman (ay, man, give me a hit) Dopeman, dopeman (boy, you need to quit) Dopeman, dopeman (he don't care anyway) Dopeman, dopeman (as long as he gets paid)

Yo, man, you heard what happen to JD the other night? Yo, I heard he got locked up with some of that stuff, man (yeah he did, yeah he did) Now I think he's doing about 10 to 20 I told that brother it was work at the post office

You need somebody 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 mind Find that he's slapping you all the time But that's okay, 'cause you escape And you got back with him 'cause he keeps you drape Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut Popping that trash might get you beat up We'll sit and cry if the dope man strike you He don't really care, he got two just like you There's a another girl in the dopeman's life Not a prostitute, but far from a wife She's called "The Strawberry" and everybody know Strawberry, strawberry is good to go Do anything for a hit or two Give the girl a rock, there's nuthin' she won't do Might be your wife, sister or girlfriend Come home and see in the bed with the dopeman Strawberry just look as she pleases But don't mess around, she carry diseases And people out there are not hip to the fact That Strawberry is a girl selling body for crack to the

Dopeman, dopeman (ay, man, give me a hit) Dopeman, dopeman (boy, you need to quit) Dopeman, dopeman (Yo, Dre, kick in the bass!)

(Ooh, that's funky, that's funky)

(Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky)

If you smoke 'caine, you are nuthin' but a sucka' Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucker Doing that crack with all the money you got On your hands and knees searching for a piece of rock Jonesing for a hit and you're looking for more Done stole a Alpine of out Eazy's 6-4 You need to be whooped, 'cause it's out of this earth Can't get a 10 piece, need a dollar fifty's worth Knucklehead boy, yeah, you turned into a crook But swear up and down, fool, that you ain't hooked You kick your friend out and you beat his butt long 'Cause he hit the pipe 'till the rock was all gone You're robbin' and stealin', buggin' and illin' While the dopeman's dealing what is healing your pain Cocaine, this world's insane Selling crack to the another in the fast lane Strawberry's out there to play the road Man, I wouldn't touch her with a ten-foot pole Me neither, I just stop and grin Dopeman in the pen, doing five-to-ten

Well, I'm the dopeman, got cut selling crack Now my face is in the dirt and the police is on my back I used to sell coke every day in the streets Now the chow line is where I eat So stop whatcha doin', that ain't what it's about 'Cause sooner or later it's gonna play out There's money in the street, but I'll tell you what Either dead or in jail is where you end up? I know for a fact that's how it could be (Hey, dopeman) no, that's not me Now to sell crack is not the move I just did it for the girls, cars, money and juice, I was the

Dopeman, dopeman (from the mob) Dopeman, dopeman (boy, get a job) Dopeman, dopeman (clock as much as he can) (What'd you say your name was?) The dopeman

Yo, mister dopeman, you think you're slick You sold crack to my sister and now she's sick But if she happen to die because of your drug I'm putting in your culo a .38 slug