Jim Jones - The Dope Man lyrics

[Verse 1: Cam'ron] How I get robbed in Cali? I be with Cali thugs Got mobbed in Cali, yeah, that Cali love Come on chatter mouth, have my bling black is out Stick me what that about, I was the only rapper out Beverly, Foxhill, Roscos, swap meet Slausson, Crenshaw, Compton, we not sweet Like I'm chump change, Jimmy with his dun game I'm fun aim, LAX gun range Wife load is Felli Fel, holla'd at the kid proper If something happen, skip rapping, they'll be big choppas Ghetto bird word, cause I keep the big choppa No disrespect, n***as k**ed Big Poppa The Williams sister, Romeo from Steve Harvey Got the drop, get the drop, no please sorry Got weed on me, no need guard me I'm what you need probably, I teach robbery [Hook: Jim Jones] We ride in that east side Please roll up my weed high We ride in west side The city were them techs fly That dirty dirty south side Midwest up top when we outside But we ride in that eastside So please roll up my weed high [Verse 2: Jim Jones] My momma always told me aim for the sky So I, came out bangin and aiming at guys It was, mainly slangin that 'caine by the pies And the, fiends was payin for dangerous high Blow, peep and ammonia, we mix it down There's no sleep on the corner, the pitching mound And police, when the saw us they frisked us down We hold heat, marijuana, they lick it down So tell Bloomberg it's a wrizzy I take it back to '88 and move birds though my city G.W. Bridge, New Jers with the pizzies 28 a key, the suburbs, they get busy And f** the phones, get the word by mouth When the winter roll around, know the birds fly south (Miami) And f** the cops, got hella folks up in prison Had no other option but to sell coke for a livin' [Hook: Jim Jones] [Verse 3: Cam'ron] Dope man, smoke man, old float the coast damn Wrote coke and postman, slow jams, coat lamb Throat jams, sold grams, no ma'ams Sell white throw tan, tell her (I'll holla) Watch the kid from 140 bake They say shorty straight 28 grams, turn 4 48 ?? ?? bought the cakes ?Lore? off of 4 to 8 All I do ignore the jake, tell 'em (I'll holla) I still bubble O's, still double those Still double my double down in the double O From the CEO, love gets sent to Daddy Akron, Springfield, Cleveland, Cincinnati That's Detroit, Minnesota, Greenpoint Naptown, Sactown, The Lou gots some mean joints We orangutan it, a range bang it Deranged strange Like Pac I'm Gang Related (holla) [Hook]