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