Dopeman
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Dopeman was released on August 9, 1988 by Priority Records as a part of the album Straight Outta Compton
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Music Video
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
N.W.A
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dr. Dre
Composer
O'Shea Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Producer
Dj Yella
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
[Verse 1]
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
"Dopeman, please can I have another hit?"
The dopeman said, "Yeah, Cluck, for a wave her
If your girl comes here and do me a favor"
It all happened, and the guy tried to choke her
Pusher didn't care, she ain't nothin' but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother livin' dumb by slangin' 'caine
Gold around his neck in 14K heaven
Girls on his jock about twenty-four-seven
He won't live long, just keep on waiting
Dopeman dies 'cause he have fresh Daytons
Livin' in Compton, Cailfornia, C-A
Three with a Checkers, a police pulled a raid
To be a dope man, it's a life of grief
Two best days, on the 1st and 15th
Gotta lot of money, nothin' 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 key to a G, it's all about money
Ten-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]
Dopeman, dopeman! (Aye, man, give me a hit)
Dopeman, dopeman! (Boy, you need to quit!)
Dopeman, dopeman! (We don't care anyway)
Dopeman, dopeman! (As long as he gets paid)
[Bridge]
Yo, man, you hear what happened to JD the other night?
Yo, I heard he got locked up with some of that stuff, man
Yeah, he did, yeah, he did, now I think he's doing about ten to twenty
I told that brother that was working at the post office
[Verse 2]
You need somebody 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 mind
Find that he's slappin' you all the time
But that's okay 'cause you escape
And you got back with him 'cause he's keeps you dre!
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Poppin' that trash might get you beat up
Well, sit and cry if the dopeman strike you
He don't really care, he got two just like you
There's another girl in the dopeman's life
Not a prostitute, but far from a wife
She's called "The Strawberry" and everybody know
Strawberry, Strawberry is good to go
Do anything for a hit or two
Give the girl a rock, there's nothing she won't do
It might be your wife, sister or girlfriend
Come home and see her in the bed with a dopeman
Strawberry just look and she pleases
But don't mess around, she carry diseases
If people out there are not hip to the fact
That Strawberry is a girl sellin' body for crack to the
[Chorus]
Dopeman, dopeman! (Aye, man, give me a hit)
Dopeman, dopeman! (Boy, you need to quit!)
Dopeman, dopeman!
Yo Dre! Kick in the bass!
[Verse 3]
If you smoke 'caine, you are nothing but a sucker
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 more
Done stole the Alpine out of Eazy's six-four
You need your be whooped 'cause it's out of this earth
To get a ten-piece, need a dollar fifty work
Knucklehead boy, yeah, you turned into a crook
But swear up and down, fool, that you ain't hooked
You kicked your friend out and you beat his butt long
'Cause he hit the pipe till the rock was all gone
You robbin' and stealin', buggin' and illin'
While the dopeman's dealin', what is healin' your pain?
Cocaine, this world's insane
Selling crack to the another in the fast lane
Strawberry's out there to play the road
"Man, I wouldn't touch her with a ten-foot pole", me neither
I just stop and grinned
Dopeman in the pen, doing five to ten
[Verse 4]
Well, I'm the dopeman, got caught selling crack
Now my face is in the dirt and a police is on my back
I used to sell coke every day on the streets
Now the chow line is where I eat
So stop what you're doing, that ain't what it's about
'Cause sooner or later, it's gonna play out
There's money in the street, but I'll tell you what
Either dead or in jail is where you end up
I know for a fact that's how it could be
"Hey dopeman!", no, that's not me
Now, to sell crack is not the move
I just did it for the girls, cars, money and juice, I was the
[Chorus]
Dopeman, dopeman! (From the mob)
Dopeman, dopeman! (Boy, get a job)
Dopeman, dopeman! (Copped as much as he can)
What you say your name was? The dopeman!
[Outro]
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
Written by: Dr. Dre, O'Shea Jackson
