Mack 10 - Dopeman Lyrics

What's up, dog?
What you need, nigga?
Ah shit, one time

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't give a shit
If your girl kneel down and sucks my dick"
Gave the nigga head and homie tried to choke her
But he didn't care, 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 slinging 'caine
Legs around my wrist and 18K heavy
Bitches clockin' on my dick 24/7
Plus I'm makin' money, keep the base heads waiting
Rollin' '64 with the all gold Daytons
Living Inglewood, California CA
This Uzi up your ass if I don't get paid
Niggas beggin' for a credit, I'm knocking out teeth
Clocking much dollars on the 1st and 15th
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a whole chicken? Mack 10'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 a 10, base pipe come free
If people out there are not hip to the fact
If you see somebody gettin' money for crack he's the

Dope man, dope man (Mac, spot me a sack!)
Dope man, dope man (I'll get you back)
Dope man, dope man (Tryna stack me a grip)
Dope man, dope man (Man, fuck that shit)

You need a nigga with money, so you get a dope man
Juice that fool for has much as you can
She like his car and he get wit her
Got a black eye 'cause the dope man hit her
Let that slide and you pay it no mind
Find that he's slapping you all the time
But that's OK 'cause he's so rich
And you ain't nothin' but the dope man's bitch
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Talkin' that drag might get you fucked up
You sit and cry if the dope man strike you
He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you
There's a another girl in the dope man's life
Not quite a bitch but far from a wife
She call her strawberry and everybody know
Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe
Do anything for a hit or two
Give the 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 dope man's dick
Strawberry, just look and you will see her
But don't fuck around, she'll give you gonorrhea
If people out there not hip to the fact
That Strawberry is a girl selling pussy for crack to the

Dope man, dope man (From a ounce to a key)
Dope man, dope man (Tryna get this cheese, man)
Dope man, dope man (Cluckers ridin' my dick)
Dope man, dope man (Man, fuck that shit)

If you smoke 'caine, you a stupid motherfucker
Known 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're lookin for more
Done stole a Alpine out a wavy '64
Smokin' like a train and I wouldn't wanna be you
You done took from the homies, betta run when I see you
Ballin' everyday, doing more drug deals
Roll around town on the twenty inch wheels
And people out there not hip to the fact
If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack
I'm the

Dope man, dope man (Yeah, that's me)
Dope man, dope man (From a ounce to a key)
Dope man, dope man (Cook as much as I can)
Yo fuck that shit, who am I? (The dope man!)

Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick
Put Squeak on the team, now we stackin' chips
Good lookin' out for showin' love
Now I got bitches on my dick 'cause I'm flossin' dubs