Dope Boys )
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Yeah, comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot,
Black Air Force 2's and the White Sox
Fitted on my forehead, try me, go head
I'll bring out the polka dots, put Game on your forehead.
Yeah, it's the new king of everything,
And bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring.
Maybe it's how I pour that Patron,
Maybe it's how I smell a pair of Silver Cologne.
Maybe it's how I write shit when I'm in the zone,
And I'm sick of blow jobs, bitch leave me alone.
And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a phone,
Before I climb through his window like "Nigga I'm Home".
Runnin' the rock like OJ, nigga it's a throwback,
Fuck a Aston Martin, show me where the stove at.
Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga hold that,
The world is my grandma's kitchen, time to cook crack.

The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
Yeah? The Dope Boys in the building.

You couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherfucking Porsche truck.
I stop traffic with the rims that I'm sittin' on.
Them ain't high beams, bitch my wrist is on.
The same shit that Ludacris is on.
Disturbing the peace if my stash missing stones.
Yeah, count that work like a paycheck,
Niggas couldn't play The Game in a tape-deck.
A boss never touch work if it ain't taped yet.
That's how you get fucked, I practice safe sex,
And I take ya boy Curtis bitch with my tongue,
Lick lick lick like Shawna and have her sprung.
Show her my inner-condom and have her sprung,
And put it all in her stomach and just ugh!

The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
Yeah? The Dope Boys in the building.

So roll that coke white carpet to the hood.
It's the Dope Boys reunion, the dress code's strictly,
White tee, Air Force 1's and some Dickies.
I'm from the city where the skinny niggas die.
Only birds and Nextels chirp in the sky.
And we ride for the letters on our fitted cap,
Niggas hit the stash, get a strap, and go get it back!
That's for the gangstas, the hustlas, the ballas,
From Downtown LA to Uptown Harlem.
And D-Boy money ain't rain and it's stormin'.
So stop the music when the Champagne pouring.
And hold the glasses high,
And when a nigga ask you why, you tell 'em

The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
Yeah? The Dope Boys in the building.

The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys.
The Dope Boys in the building.

The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys.

Yeah, what's up? What's up?

Haha, yeah





The King is back!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Dope Boys" by The Game featuring Travis Barker paint a vivid picture of the world of drug dealing, with the main character bragging about his success in the world of selling drugs. He talks about his appearance, wearing black Air Force 2's and white socks, and how he intimidates those who try to mess with him. He also talks about his success with women, claiming that they don't say no to him. He credits this to his ability to pour good Patron and his Silver Cologne. Then, he talks about his drug dealing process, from writing rhymes, to getting baking soda, to cooking crack in his grandmother's kitchen. The chorus repeatedly shouts out the "Dope Boys" in the building, showcasing the song's central theme.


The song features The Game, a well-known rapper, and Travis Barker, the legendary drummer from Blink-182. The beat is heavy and fast, with Barker's signature drumming style shining through. The lyrics are filled with references to drug culture, from the Pyrex pot to the smell of baking soda, and the beat drops and picks up in different sections of the song, keeping the listener on the edge of their seat. The chorus is catchy and memorable, with the repeated shout outs to the "Dope Boys" becoming a centerpiece of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot,
I just made some fresh drugs and I am ready to distribute them.


Black Air Force 2's and the White Sox
I am wearing black Air Force 2's with White Sox socks, which is a popular look among drug dealers.


Fitted on my forehead, try me, go head
I am wearing my fitted hat low on my forehead, don't mess with me.


I'll bring out the polka dots, put Game on your forehead.
If someone tries to challenge me, I'll beat them down and leave them with bruises that look like polka dots. This is a reference to The Game, a rapper I am associated with.


Yeah, it's the new king of everything,
I'm the new king of the drug game and can have anything I want.


And bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring.
Women are attracted to me like they are to a wedding ring, and they never say no to me.


Maybe it's how I pour that Patron,
Women are attracted to me because of how I pour Patron, a high-end alcohol.


Maybe it's how I smell a pair of Silver Cologne.
Women are attracted to me because of the smell of my expensive cologne, Silver Cologne.


Maybe it's how I write shit when I'm in the zone,
Women are attracted to me because I'm a talented writer and rapper when I'm in the zone.


And I'm sick of blow jobs, bitch leave me alone.
I'm tired of receiving oral sex from women and want them to leave me alone.


And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a phone,
I want Dr. Dre to answer my calls and work on music with me.


Before I climb through his window like "Nigga I'm Home".
If Dr. Dre continues to ignore my calls, I'll go to his home and confront him in person.


Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga hold that,
I instruct my drug dealer associates to get a jar and some baking soda to start cooking crack cocaine.


The world is my grandma's kitchen, time to cook crack.
I have the freedom to cook drugs anywhere and everywhere, including my grandmother's kitchen if I want to.


You couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherfucking Porsche truck.
My Porsche car is so well-sealed and my drug dealing operation is so subtle that no one can smell the drugs inside the car.


I stop traffic with the rims that I'm sittin' on.
My car's rims are so flashy that they attract attention and cause traffic to slow down or stop.


Them ain't high beams, bitch my wrist is on.
When I wear flashy jewelry on my wrist, it's like a spotlight that shines as brightly as car high beams.


The same shit that Ludacris is on.
I am using the same kind of drugs as Ludacris, a popular rapper.


Disturbing the peace if my stash missing stones.
I will cause trouble and be disruptive if any of my jewelry goes missing or is stolen.


Yeah, count that work like a paycheck,
I count my drug money as if it were a paycheck, taking pride in my earnings.


Niggas couldn't play The Game in a tape-deck.
My talent as a rapper is unmatched and anyone who tries to replicate or compete with me can't even come close.


A boss never touch work if it ain't taped yet.
If drugs or cash are not properly accounted for and taped up, I won't touch them. I take care to maintain a professional image and avoid getting caught.


That's how you get fucked, I practice safe sex,
If you are not careful with your drug dealing operation, you can get caught and be in serious trouble. I avoid this by 'practicing safe sex' or being careful and cautious.


And I take ya boy Curtis bitch with my tongue,
I use my words and my tongue, rather than my fists or weapons, to take down or defeat people connected to rapper 50 Cent, also known as Curtis Jackson.


Lick lick lick like Shawna and have her sprung.
I can seduce women like rapper Shawna does and have them infatuated with me.


Show her my inner-condom and have her sprung,
I can use my condom as a seductive device to entice women into having sex with me.


And put it all in her stomach and just ugh!
I have sex with women and ejaculate inside them, feeling a sense of satisfaction.


So roll that coke white carpet to the hood.
My drug dealings are so successful that I can literally roll out a carpet of cocaine to attract buyers in the neighborhood.


It's the Dope Boys reunion, the dress code's strictly,
The Dope Boys, a group of successful drug dealers, are meeting up and have a strict dress code of white tees, Air Force 1 shoes, and Dickies pants.


I'm from the city where the skinny niggas die.
I grew up in a city where skinny and impoverished people are more likely to die than those who are better off.


Only birds and Nextels chirp in the sky.
The only sounds you hear in my city are birds and the Nextel chirp of cell phones.


And we ride for the letters on our fitted cap,
We are so proud of our gang or crew affiliation that we ride or die for it, as represented by the letters on our fitted hats.


Niggas hit the stash, get a strap, and go get it back!
If someone steals our drugs or money, we will go and retrieve it using weapons if necessary.


And D-Boy money ain't rain and it's stormin'.
We make so much money from drug dealing that it's like a storm raining down cash on us.


So stop the music when the Champagne pouring.
We celebrate our wealth and success by stopping the music and focusing on the champagne we are pouring.


And hold the glasses high,
We hold our champagne glasses high in a toast to our success.


And when a nigga ask you why, you tell 'em
If anyone asks us why we are celebrating, we will tell them that it's because we are successful drug dealers, the Dope Boys.


The King is back!
I am proud to be the new king of the drug game and have returned to assert my power and success.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MYGUYMARSMUSIC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: JAYCEON TAYLOR, LARRANCE DOPSON, LAMAR EDWARDS

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@tankxonjay_daghostwriter8159

Almost 2023 and im still jamin this

@kvizerskwlkr5040

Travis x game = Masterpiece πŸ€·πŸΏβ€β™‚οΈπŸ€ŸπŸΎ

@nathanmtjohnston3736

They don't make it like they used to so the older the rap better the rap

@BienJala2

Still bumping in 2023 bro. I come back to this song every now & then. This one & Addicted to beef was my fucking jams back then

@ymboss11

March 2022 and I’m still bumping this cruising through Cali real music never dies πŸ’―

@LG-ro5le

Facts its timeless

@thomasrichards3760

Stop being a nigga. I grew up on this song in middle class country-side England.

@blackjackmaestro6505

Bruv I'm a white boy from England I used to play the game in my ford escort!

@jay_bro8113

Same......good shit

@aidannullsieben

october 2022

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