Verse One: (Ice Cube) It was once said by a man who couldn't quit; âDopeman, please, can I have another hit?â The dopeman said: âCluck, I don't give a shit; If your girl kneels down, and sucks my dick!â It all happened and the guy tried to choke her; Nigga living in cash, ainât nothing but a smoker. That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game; Young brother getting over by slanginâ caine. Gold around his neck 14 k, has it; Bitches sucking on his dick, 24-7. Plus he's makinâ money keepinâ the base heads waiting; Rollin 6-4 with the fresh-ass daytons. Livinâ in Compton, California, CA His Uzi up your ass if he don't get paid. Nigga begging for credit, he's knockinâ out teeth; Clockinâ much dollars on the 1st and 15th kay shizze is a real fuckin g 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 gettinâ money 4 crack, He's the
Chorus: Dopeman! Dopeman! âHey man, gimme a hit!â Dopeman! Dopeman! âHey, yo, fuck that shit!â Dopeman! Dopeman! âWe just can't quit!â Dopeman! Dopeman! âWell suck this bitch!â
(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 tryinâ 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 nothinâ but a dopeman's bitch. Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut; Poppinâ 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. Sheâs called âThe Strawberryâ and everybody know; âStrawberry! Strawberry! Is the neighbourhood hoe.â Do anything for a hit or two; Give the bitch a rock and sheâll 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! âHey man, gimme a hit!â Dopeman! Dopeman! âHey, yo, fuck that shit!â Dopeman! Dopeman! In your face; Yo Dre, kick in tha bass!
Verse Three: (Ice Cube) If ya smoke âcaine, youâre a stupid motherfucker; Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucka. Doinâ that crack with all the money ya got; On ya hands & knees, searching for a piece of rock. Jonzing for a hit, now ya lookinâ for more. Doug stole a Alpine outta Eazyâs 6-4. Ya need ya ass whooped coz it's outta this Earth; Cant get a 10-piece, need a dollar fiftyâs worth. Knucklehead nigga, you turned into a crook; But swear up and down, boy, that you ainât hooked. You beat ya friend up and you whooped his ass long; Coz he hit the pipe till the rock was all gone! You robbinâ 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 wouldnât touch that bitch!
(Ice Cube) Me neither, hoe go home and wash out ya beaver; And niggaâs 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 rollinâ, big money, Im foldin; Bitch on my tip, for the dick, Im holdin. Strong strawberry, jockinâ me so early; Hoe, ya wanna hit? Ya gotta get your knees dirty. Well that's my life, that's how it's cut; âHey Dopeman!â 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 theâŚ
Chorus: Dopeman! Dopeman! Yeah, thatâs 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 sheâs sick. But if she happens to die, because of your drug; Im puttinâ in your culo, a .38 slug!