[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

[Chorus]

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

[Interlude: 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 trying to gank me

Yo, I'll slap you upside your head with nine inches of limp dick

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]

You need a nigga with money, so you get a dope man

Juice that fool for as much as you can

She likes his car and he get with her

Got a black eye 'cause the dope man hit her

Let that slide and you pay it no mind

Fine that he's slapping you all the time

But that's okay, 'cause he's so rich

And you ain't nothing but a dope man's bitch

Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut

Popping that trash might get you fucked up

Will sit and cry if the dope man strike you

He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you

There's a another girl in the dope man's life

Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife

She's called the strawberry and everybody know

Strawberry, strawberry is the neighborhood ho

Do anything for a hit or two

Give the bitch a rock, she'll fuck the whole damn crew

It might be your wife and it might make you sick

Come home and see her mouth on the dope man's dick

Strawberry, just look and you'll see her

But don't fuck around, she'll give you gonorrhea

And people out there are not hip to the fact

That strawberry is a girl selling pussy for crack to the

[Chorus]

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!

[Interlude]

Ooh, that's funky, that's funky

Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky

Come on with it again, fellas

[Verse 3: Ice Cube & Eazy-E]

If you smoke 'caine, you a stupid motherfucker

Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucker

Doing that crack with all the money you got

On your hands and knees searching for a piece of rock

Jonesing for a hit and you're looking for more

Done stole the Alpine of out Eazy's '64

You need your ass whooped, 'cause it's out of this Earth

Can't get a ten piece, need a dollar-fifty worth

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 whooped his ass long

'Cause he hit the pipe 'til the rock was all gone

You're robbing and stealing, bugging and illing

While the dope man's dealing, what is killing

Your 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 messing up people's health

Yo, what the fuck you got to say for yourself?

[Verse 3: Eazy-E & Dr. Dre]

Well, I'm the dope man, yeah boy, wear corduroy

Money up to here, but unemployed

You keep smoking that rock and my pockets getting bigger

Yo, got that five-oh, double up, nigga

Yeah, high-rolling, big money I'm folding

Bitch on my tip for the dick I'm holding

Sprung strawberry jocking me so early

Ho, you want a hit, you gotta get your knees dirty

Now that's my life, that how it's cut

Hey, dope man, 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]

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

[Outro: Krazy D]

Yo, mister dope man, 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 putting in your culo a .38 slug