Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope Man (feat. Killa Kyleon), artist - Slim Thug. Album song Boyz-N-Blue, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.04.2004
Record label: B.H.O
Song language: English
Dope Man (feat. Killa Kyleon) |
| Dope man dope man, I’m the coke man |
| On the block, like an old Coke can |
| A-1 dope, that’ll burn your throat man |
| I’m not Rakim, so I ain’t a choke man |
| They call me Pablo, the cat that supply blows |
| The niggaiyyou need see, when you trying to buy blow |
| I got the shit to steal fo' kill fo', ride fo' |
| Take from your mother, your brother you cry fo' |
| Beat a nigga up, let a slut fly fo' |
| Like a piece of good pussy, you’d love to try mo' |
| You fucked up, but you gon deny your high though |
| To have an excuse so, you could go and buy mo' |
| Your hope for dope, suck a dick for a hit |
| Turn a few tricks, just to get a quick fix |
| This some sick shit, niggas bleed for the cheese |
| But the fucked up part about it, is I feed niggas needs |
| I’m the dope man. |
| Need weed, need drank (I'm the dope man) |
| Need stracks, need crack (I'm the dope man) |
| A fifty pack or whole sale (I'm the dope man) |
| A whole block, or whole zone (I'm the dope man) |
| You need it, I got it (I'm the dope man) |
| I got it, you could get it (I'm the dope man) |
| I’m fin to grind, on the block |
| I’m a dope man, motherfucker |
| I do my magic, anything you need I have it |
| From a brick to a nick', to some what you have it |
| I’m your pusher man, yeah you understand |
| I got five hundred grand, buried in the sand |
| I ain’t playing, and a nigga never was |
| These dick sucking punks out here, gon respect the Thug |
| I’m like man, who the fuck y’all suppose to be |
| I’m the Boss, you O.G.'s sco' from me |
| Bring your do' to me, cock sucker |
| I own your block, you young dumb motherfucker |
| I’m in the kitchen, with my game face on |
| Making this cocaine, change to a stone |
| Rock for rock brick for brick, soft to hard |
| Your boy get it on, on the Boulevard |
| I’m a hustler, believe that baby |
| It’s the Boss Slim Thug, getting cash on the daily |
| I move work off of blocks, and stones |
| I hit the blocks and roam, I move work when I rock the zone |
| Pack of fans approach my hand, and cop the stones |
| With money and merchandise, they wanna swap for stones |
| When the block’s on, I post up cock my chrome |
| But if I spot cops, I’ma drop the stone |
| The block’s on like light switches, to day to night switches |
| I’m serving out packs, of white bitches |
| When I’m close to that border, close to that border |
| I got what you need, homie place your order |
| For a low nice price, I’ll change your life |
| I got snow brown or white, I’ll have you right |
| Got them out of state plates, on my Benz |
| Thanks to my out of state friends, Slim getting his ends |
| I’m stacking bread, you heard what the fuck I said |
| Trunk full of big heads, motherfuck the FEDs, I’m the. |