Lyrics Dopeman - Edited - Mack 10
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
didnt
care,
cause
she
aint
nothing
but
a
smoker
Thats
the
way
it
go,
thats
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
dont
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
Dont
get
high
off
your
own
supply
From
a
Key
to
a
G,
Its
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
Hes
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
hes
slappin
you
all
the
time
But
thats
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
chesse)
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.
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
didnt
care,
cause
she
aint
nothing
but
a
smoker
Thats
the
way
it
go,
thats
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
dont
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
Dont
get
high
off
your
own
supply
From
a
Key
to
a
G,
Its
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
Hes
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
hes
slappin
you
all
the
time
But
thats
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
chesse)
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
thats
me)
Dopeman,
Dopeman
(From
a
ounce
to
a
key)
Dopeman,
Dopeman
(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
im
flossin
dubs,
Dopeman
(Yeah
thats
me)
Dopeman,
Dopeman
(From
a
ounce
to
a
key)
Dopeman,
Dopeman
(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
im
flossin
dubs
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5 Tonight's the Night - Edited
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9 Bangin Gears (Insert) - Edited
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