Verse One: (Ice Cube)
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 shit;
If your girl kneels down, and sucks my dick!”
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her;
Nigga living in cash, ain`t nothing but a smoker.
That`s the way it goes, that`s the name of the game;
Young brother getting over by slangin` caine.
Gold around his neck 14 k, has it;
Bitches sucking on his dick, 24-7.
Plus he`s makin` money keepin` the base heads waiting;
Rollin 6-4 with the fresh-ass daytons.
Livin` in Compton, California, CA
His Uzi up your ass if he don`t get paid.
Nigga begging for credit, he`s knockin` out teeth;
Clockin` much dollars on the 1st and 15th
Big lot of money, nothing less than a twenty;
Yo, you want a five-oh, the dopeman got plenty.
To be a dopeman, boy, you must qualify;
Don`t get high, off your own supply!
From a kid to a G, it`s all about money;
10-piece, 4-10, base pipe comes free.
If people out there ain`t hip to the fact;
If you see somebody gettin` money 4 crack,
He`s the
Chorus:
Dopeman! Dopeman!
”Hey man, gimme a hit!”
Dopeman! Dopeman!
”Hey, yo, fuck that shit!”
Dopeman! Dopeman!
”We just can`t quit!”
Dopeman! Dopeman!
”Well suck this bitch!”
(Dr. Dre)
Wait a minute, wait a minute! Who the fuck are you talking to?
Do you know who the fuck I am? Man, I can`t believe this shit.
This bitch is tryin` to gank me!
I`ll slap you up side your head with 9 inches of limp dick!
Verse Two: (Ice Cube)
You need a nigga with money, so u get a dopeman;
Juice that fool for as much as u can.
She likes his car, and he gets with her;
Got a black-eye coz 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 ok, coz he`s so rich,
And you ain`t nothin` but a dopeman`s bitch.
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut;
Poppin` that trash might get you fucked up!
You`ll sit and cry if the dopeman strikes you;
He don`t give a fuck, he got 2 just like you
There`s a another girl in the dopeman`s life;
Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife.
She`s called �The Strawberry` and everybody know;
”Strawberry! Strawberry! Is the neighbourhood hoe.”
Do anything for a hit or two;
Give the bitch a rock and she`ll fuck your 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 you`ll see her;
But don`t fuck around, she`ll give you gonnorhea.
If people out there ain`t hip to the fact;
Strawberry is a girl selling pussy for crack to the,
Chorus:
Dopeman! Dopeman!
”Hey man, gimme a hit!”
Dopeman! Dopeman!
”Hey, yo, fuck that shit!”
Dopeman! Dopeman!
In your face;
Yo Dre, kick in tha bass!
Verse Three: (Ice Cube)
If ya smoke �caine, you`re a stupid motherfucker;
Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucka.
Doin` that crack with all the money ya got;
On ya hands & knees, searching for a piece of rock.
Jonzing for a hit, now ya lookin` for more.
Doug stole a Alpine outta Eazy`s 6-4.
Ya need ya ass whooped coz its outta this Earth;
Cant get a 10-piece, need a dollar fifty`s worth.
Knucklehead nigga, you turned into a crook;
But swear up and down, boy, that you ain`t hooked.
You beat ya friend up and you whooped his ass long;
Coz he hit the pipe till the rock was all gone!
You robbin` and stealin`, bugging and illin`;
While the dopeman`s dealing.
What is killin` your pain? Cocaine? This shit`s insane;
Yo, E, she`s a berry, lets run a train!
(Eazy-E)
Man, I wouldn`t touch that bitch!
(Ice Cube)
Me neither, hoe go home and wash out ya beaver;
And nigga`s are out there, messing up people`s health;
Yo, what the fuck you gotta say for yourself?
Verse Four: (Eazy-E)
Well, Im the dopeman, yeah boy wear corduroy;
Money up to here, but unemployed.
You keep smoking that rock and my pocket`s getting bigger;
(Dr. Dre)
Yo, got that 5-0, double-up nigga!
(Eazy-E)
Yeah, high rollin`, big money, Im foldin;
Bitch on my tip, for the dick, Im holdin.
Strong strawberry, jockin` me so early;
Hoe, ya wanna hit? Ya gotta get your knees dirty.
Well that`s my life, that`s how it`s cut;
“Hey Dopeman!” Bitch shut the fuck up!
Gotta make a run, it`s a big money deal;
Gankers got the fake, but you can get the real,
From the…
Chorus:
Dopeman! Dopeman!
Yeah, that`s me!
Dopeman! Dopeman!
Yo, can I get a G?
Dopeman! Dopeman!
Clock as much as he can.
Fuck this shit, who am I?
THE DOPEMAN!
Outro: (Eazy-E as the Mexican guy)
Yo, Mr. Dopeman, you think your slick;
Ya sold crack to my sister, and now she`s sick.
But if she happens to die, because of your drug;
Im puttin` in your culo, a .38 slug!
