[{"id":12664924,"name":"16 Mack 10 - Dopeman","trackName":"16 Mack 10 - Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton (20th Anniversary Edition)","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 16 Mack 10 - Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton (20th Anniversary Edition)\n  duration_ms: 242000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":2525212,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":6074863,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Based On a True Story","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Based On a True Story\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":1325451,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Based On A True Story (Explicit)","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Based On A True Story (Explicit)\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":1325452,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton (20th Anniversary Edition)","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton (20th Anniversary Edition)\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":30483696,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Efil4zaggin / Straight Outta Compton","duration":350.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Efil4zaggin / Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 350000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":30918216,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Efil4zaggin / Straight Outta Compton","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Efil4zaggin / Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 242000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":19242895,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Based on a True Story","duration":238.97275,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Based on a True Story\n  duration_ms: 238973\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":22456801,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton","duration":517.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 517000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":21587750,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton","duration":320.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 320000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":9738219,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Godfathers of Rap","duration":244.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Godfathers of Rap\n  duration_ms: 244000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":26549059,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap","duration":245.733333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap\n  duration_ms: 245733\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":28551121,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton: N.W.A. 10th Anniversary Tribute","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: 'Straight Outta Compton: N.W.A. 10th Anniversary Tribute'\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":25470920,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton: 10th Anniversary Tribute","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: 'Straight Outta Compton: 10th Anniversary Tribute'\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":37814073,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"In The Beginning... There Was Rap","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: In The Beginning... There Was Rap\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":39501627,"name":"Dopeman [*]","trackName":"Dopeman [*]","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton [20th Anniversary Edition]","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman [*]\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton [20th Anniversary Edition]\n  duration_ms: 240982\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":39899577,"name":"Dopeman","trackName":"Dopeman","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nBut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nTo the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nIf you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 240200\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  But he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  To the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  If you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":28074429,"name":"What You Need? (Dopeman '97) [Dopeman 97]","trackName":"What You Need? (Dopeman '97) [Dopeman 97]","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Based on a True Story","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Mista Dopeman\nMista Dopeman\n\nWhen ever you short, and times get hard\nPlant some indo seeds and watch 'em sprout in yo yard\nAnd if dope money ain't good, well how come it spends\nI give a fuck dolla please or yens ends is ends\n\nIt ain't hard to tell, thanks to my clientele\nWhat you call the root of evil got a nigga livin' swell\nI keep the spot rollin' unless I can't up in a raid\nBut until then fuck it my green thumb keep me paid\n\nNigga what you want? What you need?\nI got plenty pound zone half of zone dime or a twenty\nBullshit walks money talks, it's all about the dough\nDon't be mad at me foe hustlin' that's all a nigga know\n\nMista Dopeman can I get a hit please\nWell, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\nMista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\nWell, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n\nI got the streets sewed up, from yo hood to my block\nI cook powder cocaine and serve it when it rock\nI done came up dog, I got a big body coupe\n'Cause I take my caviar and I stretch it with woop\n\nBallin' beyond and above from a key to a dove\nNigga get yo work from me 'cause I give the hommie love\nOn triple beam scales you name it I sells\nI got the baddest bitches plus the Bombay jewels\n\nAnd if it ever get short it won't take long to pop back\nDoin' about a buck fifteen up the coast with my top back\nI got a show to do, the kitchen is my stage\nAnd since I'm headed O.T. pick me on my sky page\n\nMista Dopeman can I get a hit please\nWell, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\nMista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\nWell, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n\nSmoke until you fry, you say depression is yo alibi\nIf water get you so high niggas think they can fly\nI got a Bombay batch of that shit, makin' a meant\nLeave you crazy kinda bent with super natural strength\n\nSo I keep the tech ready do blast 'cause I will\nAnd extra jug to embombthe first nigga that I kill\nSo miss me with that bullshit fool don't even trip\nMy jugs already full and my sticks already dipped\n\nSo come trough the spot if not spend money when you can\n'Cause when it comes to narcotics call Mack the Dopeman\nNow woop, woop look at me all in the S coupe\nBallin' like I'm playin' hoop and I'm straight sellin' loop\n\nMista Dopeman can I get a hit please\nWell, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\nMista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\nWell, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n\nMista Dopeman can I get a hit please\nTell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\nMista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\nBitch tell me what you need, tell me what you need\nMista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n\nMack 10 to the rescue\nMack 10 to the rescue\nMista Dopeman can I get a hit please\nMack 10 to the rescue\n\nBitch you ain't get no mother fuck\nNot a motherfuckin' thang from me\nNow get","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: What You Need? (Dopeman '97) [Dopeman 97]\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Based on a True Story\n  duration_ms: 204000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mista Dopeman\n  Mista Dopeman\n\n  When ever you short, and times get hard\n  Plant some indo seeds and watch 'em sprout in yo yard\n  And if dope money ain't good, well how come it spends\n  I give a fuck dolla please or yens ends is ends\n\n  It ain't hard to tell, thanks to my clientele\n  What you call the root of evil got a nigga livin' swell\n  I keep the spot rollin' unless I can't up in a raid\n  But until then fuck it my green thumb keep me paid\n\n  Nigga what you want? What you need?\n  I got plenty pound zone half of zone dime or a twenty\n  Bullshit walks money talks, it's all about the dough\n  Don't be mad at me foe hustlin' that's all a nigga know\n\n  Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n  Well, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n  Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\n  Well, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n\n  I got the streets sewed up, from yo hood to my block\n  I cook powder cocaine and serve it when it rock\n  I done came up dog, I got a big body coupe\n  'Cause I take my caviar and I stretch it with woop\n\n  Ballin' beyond and above from a key to a dove\n  Nigga get yo work from me 'cause I give the hommie love\n  On triple beam scales you name it I sells\n  I got the baddest bitches plus the Bombay jewels\n\n  And if it ever get short it won't take long to pop back\n  Doin' about a buck fifteen up the coast with my top back\n  I got a show to do, the kitchen is my stage\n  And since I'm headed O.T. pick me on my sky page\n\n  Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n  Well, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n  Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\n  Well, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n\n  Smoke until you fry, you say depression is yo alibi\n  If water get you so high niggas think they can fly\n  I got a Bombay batch of that shit, makin' a meant\n  Leave you crazy kinda bent with super natural strength\n\n  So I keep the tech ready do blast 'cause I will\n  And extra jug to embombthe first nigga that I kill\n  So miss me with that bullshit fool don't even trip\n  My jugs already full and my sticks already dipped\n\n  So come trough the spot if not spend money when you can\n  'Cause when it comes to narcotics call Mack the Dopeman\n  Now woop, woop look at me all in the S coupe\n  Ballin' like I'm playin' hoop and I'm straight sellin' loop\n\n  Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n  Well, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n  Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\n  Well, tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n\n  Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n  Tell me what you need, cavi water, weed or speed\n  Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees\n  Bitch tell me what you need, tell me what you need\n  Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n\n  Mack 10 to the rescue\n  Mack 10 to the rescue\n  Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please\n  Mack 10 to the rescue\n\n  Bitch you ain't get no mother fuck\n  Not a motherfuckin' thang from me\n  Now get\n"},{"id":22803138,"name":"Dopeman (Bonus Track)","trackName":"Dopeman (Bonus Track)","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton 20th Anniversary Edition","duration":241.6,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows.\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the.\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows.\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman (Bonus Track)\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton 20th Anniversary Edition\n  duration_ms: 241600\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows.\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the.\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows.\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"},{"id":21400325,"name":"Dopeman (Tribute Remix)","trackName":"Dopeman (Tribute Remix)","artistName":"Mack 10","albumName":"Straight Outta Compton","duration":241.6,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nWhat's up dog?\nWhat you need nigga?\nAw shit one time!\n\nIt was once said by a man who couldn't quit\nDopeman please can I have another hit\nThe Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\nIf you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\nGave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\nbut he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\nThats the way it go, thats the name of the game\nYoung niggas gettin over by slangin caine\nLex around my wrist in 18K heaven\nBitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\nPlus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\nRoll the six four with all gold Daytons\nLive in Inglewood, California, CA.\nThis oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\nNiggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\nClockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\nBig wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\nYo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\nTo be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\nDont get high off your own supply\nFrom a Key to a G, Its all about money\nTen piece for a ten, base pipe come free\nIf people out there not hip to the fact\nIf you see somebody gettin money for crack\nHes the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\nDopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\nDopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nYou need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\nJuice that fool for as much as you can\nShe like his car, and he get with her\nGot a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\nLet that slide, and you pay it no mine\nFind that hes slappin you all the time\nBut thats okay, cause hes so rich\nAnd you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\nDo what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\nTalkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\nYou sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\nHe don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\nThere's another girl in the Dopeman's life\nNot quite a bitch, but far from a wife\nShe call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\nStrawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\nDo anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\nShe fuck the whole damn crew\nIt might be your wife and it might make you sick\nCome home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\nStrawberry, just look and you'll see her\nBut don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nStrawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\nto the.\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\nIf you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\nKnow around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\nDoing that crack with all the money you got\nOn your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\nFienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\nDone stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\nSmokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\nDone took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\nBallin everyday, doing more drug deals\nRollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\nIf people out there, not hip to the fact\nif you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\nI'm the...\n\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\nDopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\nDopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\nThe Dopeman\n\nMack 10, nigga, you must be slick\nPut Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\nGood lookin out, for showin love\nNow I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dopeman (Tribute Remix)\n  artist: Mack 10\n  album: Straight Outta Compton\n  duration_ms: 241600\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  What's up dog?\n  What you need nigga?\n  Aw shit one time!\n\n  It was once said by a man who couldn't quit\n  Dopeman please can I have another hit\n  The Dopeman said cluck i don't give shit\n  If you girl kneel down, and suck my dick\n  Gave a nigga head, and homie tried to choke her\n  but he didnt care, cause she aint nothing but a smoker\n  Thats the way it go, thats the name of the game\n  Young niggas gettin over by slangin caine\n  Lex around my wrist in 18K heaven\n  Bitches clockin on my dick twenty four seven\n  Plus I'm makin' money, keepin baseheads waitin\n  Roll the six four with all gold Daytons\n  Live in Inglewood, California, CA.\n  This oozy up your ass if i dont get paid\n  Niggas beggin for credit, I'm knockin out teeth\n  Clockin much dollars on the first and fifteenth\n  Big wad a money, nothing less than a twenty\n  Yo you wanna whole chicken, Mack 10 got plenty\n  To be a dopeman, boy you must qualify\n  Dont get high off your own supply\n  From a Key to a G, Its all about money\n  Ten piece for a ten, base pipe come free\n  If people out there not hip to the fact\n  If you see somebody gettin money for crack\n  Hes the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Mack front me a sack)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (I'll get ya back)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (tryna stack me a grip)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  You need a nigga with money, so you get a Dopeman\n  Juice that fool for as much as you can\n  She like his car, and he get with her\n  Got a black eye, Cause the Dopeman hit her\n  Let that slide, and you pay it no mine\n  Find that hes slappin you all the time\n  But thats okay, cause hes so rich\n  And you ain't nothing but the Dopeman's bitch\n  Do what he say, and you keep your mouth shut\n  Talkin' that drag might get ya fucked up\n  You sit and cry, If the Dopeman strike you\n  He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you\n  There's another girl in the Dopeman's life\n  Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife\n  She call a Strawberry, and everyone knows...\n  Strawberry, Strawberry is the neighborhood hoe\n  Do anything for a hit or two, give a bitch a rock\n  She fuck the whole damn crew\n  It might be your wife and it might make you sick\n  Come home and see her mouth on the Dopeman's dick\n  Strawberry, just look and you'll see her\n  But don't fuck around, she'll give you Ghonorea\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  Strawberry is a girl, sellin pussy for crack\n  to the.\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Tryna get this chesse)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Cluckers riding my dick)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Man fuck that shit)\n\n  If you smoke caine, you a stupid motherfucker\n  Know around the hood as the schoolyard clucker\n  Doing that crack with all the money you got\n  On your hands and knees searchin for a piece of rock\n  Fienin for a hit, and you lookin for more\n  Done stole a Alpine out of Wavy six four\n  Smokin like a train, man I wouldn't want to be you\n  Done took from the homies, betta run, when i see you\n  Ballin everyday, doing more drug deals\n  Rollin' round town, on the twenty inch wheels\n  If people out there, not hip to the fact\n  if you see Mack 10, you can ask me for crack\n  I'm the...\n\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs, Dopeman (Yeah thats me)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (From a ounce to a key)\n  Dopeman, Dopeman (Yo fuck that shit, who am I)\n  The Dopeman\n\n  Mack 10, nigga, you must be slick\n  Put Squeak on the team, now he stackin chips\n  Good lookin out, for showin love\n  Now I got bitches on my dick cause im flossin dubs\n"}]