N.W.A – Dopeman (Remix)

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by N.W.A and this music is titled “Dopeman (Remix)”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Straight Outta Compton” And it was released in the year 1988.

 

 

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Lyrics

[Intro]

Yo Dre!!

 

[Verse 1: 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 kneeled down, and suck my dick”

It all happened and the guy tried to choke her

Nigga didn’t care, she ain’t nothin’ but a smoker

That’s the way goes, that’s the name of the game

Young brother gettin’ over by slangin’ ‘caine

Gold around his neck in 14 K heaven

Bitches clockin’ on his dick twenty-four/seven

Plus he’s makin’ money, keep the baseheads waitin’

Rollin’ six-fo’ wit the fresh ass Daytons

Livin’ in Compton, California C-A

His uzi up yo’ ass if he don’t get paid

Nigga beggin’ for credit, he’s knockin’ out teeth

Clockin’ much dollars on the 1st and 15th

Big wad of money nuttin’ less than a twenty

Yo you want a five-oh the dopeman’s got plenty

To be a dopeman boy you must qualify

Don’t get high off your own supply

From a ki’ to a G it’s all about money

10 piece for a champ, base pipe comes free

If people out there are not hip to the fact

If you see somebody gettin’ money for crack

He’s the

 

[Chorus: N.W.A]

Dopeman, dopeman! (Ay man, give me a hit)

Dopeman, dopeman! (Yo man, fuck that shit!)

Dopeman, dopeman! (We just can’t quit!)

Dopeman, dopeman! (Well suck this, bitch!)

 

[Interlude: Dr. Dre]

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Who the fuck are you talkin’ to?

Do you know who the fuck I am?

Man I can’t believe this shit

This bitch is tryin’ to gank me

Yo I oughta slap you upside yo’ head

With nine inches of limp dick

 

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]

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 wit her

Got a black eye cause the dopeman hit her

Let that slide and you pay it no mind

Find that he’s slappin’ you all the time

But that’s okay, cause he’s so rich

And you ain’t nuttin’ but a dopeman’s bitch

Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut

Poppin’ that trash might get you fucked up

Well 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’s called “Strawberry” and everybody know

Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood ho

Do anything for a hit or two

Give the bitch a rock she fucked 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 gonorrhea

If people out there are not hip to the fact

Strawberry is a girl sellin’ pussy for crack

To the

 

[Chorus: N.W.A]

Dopeman, dopeman! (Ay man, give me a hit)

Dopeman, dopeman! (Yo man, fuck that shit!)

Dopeman, dopeman! (In yo’ face)

Dopeman, dopeman! “Yo Dre!! Kick in the bass!!”

 

[Verse 3: Ice Cube & (Eazy-E)]

If you smoke ‘caine, you a stupid motherfucker

Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucker

Doin’ that crack with all the money you got

On your hands and knees, searchin’ for a piece of rock

Jonesin’ for a hit, and you’re lookin’ for mo’

Done stole the Alpine out of Eazy’s six-fo’

You need your ass whupped cause it’s out of this earth

To get a ten-piece need a dollar fifty work

Knucklehead nigga, yeah you turned into a crook

But swear up and down boy that you ain’t hooked

You beat your friend up, and you whupped his ass long

Cause he hit the pipe til the rock was all gone

You robbin’ and stealin’, buggin’ and illin’

While the dopeman’s dealin’, what is healin’ yo’ pain

Cocaine, this shit’s insane

Yo E she’s a berry, let’s run a train

(Man, I wouldn’t touch that bitch) me neither

Ho go home and wash out your beaver

And niggas out there messin’ up people’s health

Yo, what the fuck you gotta say for yourself?

 

[Verse 4: Eazy-E & (Ice Cube)]

Well I’m the dopeman, yeah boy, I wear courderoy

Money up to here but unemployed

You keep smokin’ that rock and my pockets gettin’ bigger

(Yo, got that five-oh double up nigga!)

Yeah high rollin’, big money I’m foldin’

Bitch on my tip for the dick I’m holdin’

Sprung strawberry jockin’ me so early

Ho you wanna hit you gotta get your knees dirty

Now 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: N.W.A]

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: Krazy D]

Yo Mr. Dopeman, you think you’re slick

You sold crack to my sister, and now she’s sick

But if she happens to die, because of your drug

I’m puttin’ in your culo, a .38 slug

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