N.W.A. – Dope Man

N.W.A. - Dope Man
– Dope Man

Listen to this raving American hip hop group, N.W.A.,  as they dishes out a new offering titled “Dope Man”.

Specially created for a sensational listening experience; The rappers mixes clever wordplays as Bars with a soothing melodies.

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Yo man, what you need?Yo uh, man, I need something, manI need a twenty, manWhat you got, man?I, I got this rope chain, manMan, this look like that gold on a rose shit from the swap meetIt’s real, man, it’s realThis shit ain’t real, manYou better get the fuck outta here and come back with some money, manC’mon man, be cool, manY’all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that’s funky, that’s funkyLike nine cans of shaving powder, that’s funky
It was once said by a man who couldn’t quitDope man please, can I have another hit?The dope man said “Cluck, I don’t give a shitIf your girl kneel down and suck my dick”It all happened and the guy tried to choke herNigga didn’t care, she ain’t nothing but a smokerThat’s the way it goes, that’s the name of the gameYoung brother getting over by slanging ‘caineGold around his neck and 14K heavyBitches clockin’ on his dick 24/7Plus he’s makin’ money, keep the base heads waitingRollin’ ’64 with the fresh ass DaytonsLiving in Compton, California CAHis Uzi up your ass if he don’t get paidNigga beggin’ for a credit, he’s knocking out teethClocking much dollars on the 1st and 15thBig wad of money, nothing less than a twentyYo, you want a five? Oh, the dope man’s got plentyTo be a dope man, boy, you must qualifyDon’t get high off your own supplyFrom a key to a G, it’s all about money10 piece for a 10, base pipe comes freeIf people out there are not hip to the factIf you see somebody gettin’ money for crack he’s the
Dope man, dope man (Hey, man, give me a hit)Dope man, dope man (Yo man, fuck that shit)Dope man, dope man (We just can’t quit)Dope man, dope man (Well suck this, bitch)
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 shitThis bitch is tryna gank meYo, I will slap you upside your head with nine inches of limp dick
You need a nigga with money, so you get a dope manJuice that fool for as much as you canShe likes his car and he get with herGot a black eye ’cause the dope man hit herLet that slide and you pay it no mindFind that he’s slapping you all the timeBut that’s OK ’cause he’s so richAnd you ain’t nothing but a dope man’s bitchDo what he say and you keep your mouth shutPoppin’ that trash might get you fucked upWill sit and cry if the dope man strike youHe don’t give a fuck, he got two just like youThere’s a another girl in the dope man’s lifeNot quite a bitch but far from a wifeJust call her Strawberry and everybody knowStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoeDo anything for a hit or twoGive the bitch a rock, she fuck the whole damn crewIt might be your wife and it might make you sickCome home and see her mouth on the dope man’s dickStrawberry, just look and you will see herBut don’t fuck around, she’ll give you gonorrheaAnd people out there not hip to the factThat Strawberry is a girl selling pussy for crack to the
Dope man, dope man (Hey, man, give me a hit)Dope man, dope man (Yo man, fuck that shit)Dope man, dope man (In your face)Yo Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that’s funky, that’s funkyLike nine cans of shaving powder, that’s funky
If you smoke ‘caine, you a stupid motherfuckerKnown around the hood as the schoolyard cluckerDoing that crack with all the money you gotOn your hands and knees, searchin’ for a piece of rockJonesin’ for a hit and you’re lookin’ for moreDone stole the Alpine out of Eazy’s ’64You need your ass whooped ’cause it’s out of this earthCan’t get a ten piece, need a dollar fifty worthKnucklehead nigga, yeah, you turned into a crookBut swear up and down, boy, that you ain’t hookedYou beat your friend up and you whooped his ass long‘Cause he hit the pipe ’til the rock was all goneYou’re robbin’ and stealin’, buggin’ and illin’While the dope man’s dealin’, what is healing your pain?Cocaine, this shit’s insaneYo, E, she’s a berry, let’s run a train“Man, I wouldn’t touch that bitch” Me neitherHoe go home and wash out your beaverAnd niggas out there messin’ up people’s healthYo, what the fuck you gotta say for yourself?
Well, I’m the dope manYeah, boy, wear corduroyMoney up to here but unemployedYou keep smokin’ that rock and my pocket’s gettin’ bigger“Yo, got that five-O double up, nigga”Yeah, high rollin’, big money I’m foldin’Bitch on my tip for the dick I’m holdin’Strung strawberry jocking me so earlyHoe, you want a hit, you gotta get your knees dirtyNow, that’s my life, that’s how it’s cut“Hey, dope man” Bitch, shut the fuck upGotta make a run, it’s a big money dealGankers got the fake but you can get the real from the
Dope man, dope man (Yeah, that’s me)Dope man, dope man (Yo, can I get a g?)Dope man, dope man (Clock as much as he can)Fuck this shit, who am I? (The dope man!)
Yo, Mister dope man, you think you’re slickYou sold crack to my sister and now she’s sickBut if she happens to die because of your drugI’m putting in your culo a .38 slug

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