[Intro: Eazy-E & Krazy D]
Yo man, what you need?
Yo, uh man, I need something, man
I need a twenty, man
Then what you got, man?
Ayy, I got this rope chain, man
Man, this shit look like a gold on a roll shit from the swap meet (Man, what the fuck is that, man?)
Who the fuck at the door?
It's real, man, it's real
This shit ain't real, man (That nigga sellin' that shit again, man?)
You better get the fuck outta here and come back with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo Dre, kick in the bass!
[Interlude]
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
Come on with it again, fellas
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
"Dopeman, please can I have another hit?"
The dope man said, "Cluck, I don't give a shit
If your girl kneel down and suck my dick"
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her
Nigga didn't care, she ain't nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck in 14K heaven
Bitches clocking on his dick 24/7
Plus he's making money, keep the base heads waiting
Rollin' '64 with the fresh-ass Daytons
Living in Compton, California, CA
His Uzi up your ass if he don't get paid
Nigga begging for credit, he's knocking out teeth
Clocking much dollars on the first and fifteenth
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a five-oh? The dope man's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't get high off your own supply
From a ki' to a G, it's all about money
Ten piece for ten, base pipe comes free
And people out there not hip to the fact
If you see somebody getting money for crack, he's the
Yo man, what you need?
Yo, uh man, I need something, man
I need a twenty, man
Then what you got, man?
Ayy, I got this rope chain, man
Man, this shit look like a gold on a roll shit from the swap meet (Man, what the fuck is that, man?)
Who the fuck at the door?
It's real, man, it's real
This shit ain't real, man (That nigga sellin' that shit again, man?)
You better get the fuck outta here and come back with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo Dre, kick in the bass!
[Interlude]
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
Come on with it again, fellas
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
"Dopeman, please can I have another hit?"
The dope man said, "Cluck, I don't give a shit
If your girl kneel down and suck my dick"
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her
Nigga didn't care, she ain't nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck in 14K heaven
Bitches clocking on his dick 24/7
Plus he's making money, keep the base heads waiting
Rollin' '64 with the fresh-ass Daytons
Living in Compton, California, CA
His Uzi up your ass if he don't get paid
Nigga begging for credit, he's knocking out teeth
Clocking much dollars on the first and fifteenth
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a five-oh? The dope man's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't get high off your own supply
From a ki' to a G, it's all about money
Ten piece for ten, base pipe comes free
And people out there not hip to the fact
If you see somebody getting money for crack, he's the
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