Lirik Lagu Crip Hop - Snoop Dogg
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(Feat. LaToiya Williams)
[Chorus: Tray Deee]I'm tired of that punk shitWhere niggaz claim to done, where they from and who run shitI bang it to the tip-topCan't stop, won't stop, droppin gangbang hit rocksTo the last drip-dropTo the, tick tock to the blocks niggaz rip glocksI'm knowin that this shit hotThis your first introduction to this motherfuckin crip hop
[Tray Deee]It's time to research the documents and pull some filesand put it down with this gangsta styleCause I be seein niggaz bein more aggressive nowafter peace treaty meetings and the weapons downSport Chucks 'member once it was Nikes and sandalsTo me it's unlikely that you're sheisty and skanlessTo manage this dramaticness I call my repEvery step stay on deck keepin bustaz in checkCertified murder guide through the streets of deathWhere the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness metFrom that real killer deal get ya steal and mashNiggaz have done did when the steel'll blastPockets filled with cash, fuck a Benz or JagLookin rough in a bucket, tuckin tens and MacsDip roam, chip phones, flip (?) and clockLick shots and the cops and control your blockKeep it true with the crew from the old to newRide providin 'em with guidance like your 'sposed to doNotice who, participatin all the activityThat's how we livin G, strictly killer tendenciesSo death to all my enemiesAnd to the homies who rest in peace, a dub bag and HennessyThese weak niggaz killin mewith their proclivity to even proclimate that they as real as me
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]Yeah nigga this crip, crip, cripTalk shit and I'ma bust yo' lipI'm gettin chips in the summer in a nine-six Hummerin D.C., fuckin with a breezy, easySee we see all we can seeG.R. we can G, the Eastside familyCoherent, cohesive, the co-pilotOn this Eastside shit cuz, I'm co-signinOn the East fuck peace we ridin violentFuck where you been it's all about where I beenSirens, gunshots, flood glocks get poppedwhen they all try to knock knock knockWho is it - visit the papers, the streets and the labelsWe got the hottest shit burnin on the turntablesI won't deny ya, I'm a straight riderand you don't wanna fuck with me (yeh yeh)
[Chorus]
[Goldie Loc]C.. R.. I.. P.. cause that's all we GI'm from Rollin', 20, Gangsta Cripand I'ma tell you how the shit gon' C (gon' C)Now if I wasn't rappin motherfucker y'all be starvinon my nuts without bucks like MarvinYou can't sleep, you can't eat, look who starvinWritten bill paid but still gotta be a slaveFlip your own money, make your own properGet yo' own heat, in case some niggaz try to stop yaBe a boss hog about your money, float locAnd trust no one, anybody can get smoke smokedlike a fat-ass blunt, of that bomb shitHave a babysitter set that ass up for chip Chips Ahoy!Niggaz ran in with toysIf you didn't see 'em it's the Eastside boysWe be mobbin, like a motherfuckin cutDirty dealt, lil' sag, lil' jay, lil' ChuckTwo times, trey times on yo' motherfuckin assKeep it O.G. nigga, rewind and passIt's just another day and forty dozen, niggaz strugglinIs you hustlin, do you relate to drug smugglin?If so, grab a nine and start to tripBut remember, don't let nobody punk you out yo' grip nigga
[LaToiya Williams]Dogg Pound groovin, Eastside is the greatestand other guys can't fade uscause we're the hardest in the town(?) and duces, never could be fadedAnd all you suckers hate itOhh crip is goin downAnd baby have no doubt, we gonna turn it outAnd that's on Eastside L.B.C.And we're the best, we rockin coast to coastand we be blowin dope, and baby that's the shitI'm talkin real shit to ya baby (that real crip shit)Duces 'n trayz bangin (that real crip shit)I'm talkin real shit to ya baby (that real crip shit)Duces 'n trayz, bangin bangin bangin bangin (THAT CRIP!)
[Snoop Dogg]Oooh! Yeah, that Eastsider shit (Eastside Eastside)What y'all know about this here (what what wha-wha-what?)I'm (I'm) tal..king.. crip shit (talk to me, talk to me)I'm.. tal..king.. crip shitI'm talking crip shit to you babyEastside.. ahh! Eastside, EastsideAhh.. Eastside, Eastside!Uhh, ahh.. Eastside, Eastside
[Chorus: Tray Deee]I'm tired of that punk shitWhere niggaz claim to done, where they from and who run shitI bang it to the tip-topCan't stop, won't stop, droppin gangbang hit rocksTo the last drip-dropTo the, tick tock to the blocks niggaz rip glocksI'm knowin that this shit hotThis your first introduction to this motherfuckin crip hop
[Tray Deee]It's time to research the documents and pull some filesand put it down with this gangsta styleCause I be seein niggaz bein more aggressive nowafter peace treaty meetings and the weapons downSport Chucks 'member once it was Nikes and sandalsTo me it's unlikely that you're sheisty and skanlessTo manage this dramaticness I call my repEvery step stay on deck keepin bustaz in checkCertified murder guide through the streets of deathWhere the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness metFrom that real killer deal get ya steal and mashNiggaz have done did when the steel'll blastPockets filled with cash, fuck a Benz or JagLookin rough in a bucket, tuckin tens and MacsDip roam, chip phones, flip (?) and clockLick shots and the cops and control your blockKeep it true with the crew from the old to newRide providin 'em with guidance like your 'sposed to doNotice who, participatin all the activityThat's how we livin G, strictly killer tendenciesSo death to all my enemiesAnd to the homies who rest in peace, a dub bag and HennessyThese weak niggaz killin mewith their proclivity to even proclimate that they as real as me
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]Yeah nigga this crip, crip, cripTalk shit and I'ma bust yo' lipI'm gettin chips in the summer in a nine-six Hummerin D.C., fuckin with a breezy, easySee we see all we can seeG.R. we can G, the Eastside familyCoherent, cohesive, the co-pilotOn this Eastside shit cuz, I'm co-signinOn the East fuck peace we ridin violentFuck where you been it's all about where I beenSirens, gunshots, flood glocks get poppedwhen they all try to knock knock knockWho is it - visit the papers, the streets and the labelsWe got the hottest shit burnin on the turntablesI won't deny ya, I'm a straight riderand you don't wanna fuck with me (yeh yeh)
[Chorus]
[Goldie Loc]C.. R.. I.. P.. cause that's all we GI'm from Rollin', 20, Gangsta Cripand I'ma tell you how the shit gon' C (gon' C)Now if I wasn't rappin motherfucker y'all be starvinon my nuts without bucks like MarvinYou can't sleep, you can't eat, look who starvinWritten bill paid but still gotta be a slaveFlip your own money, make your own properGet yo' own heat, in case some niggaz try to stop yaBe a boss hog about your money, float locAnd trust no one, anybody can get smoke smokedlike a fat-ass blunt, of that bomb shitHave a babysitter set that ass up for chip Chips Ahoy!Niggaz ran in with toysIf you didn't see 'em it's the Eastside boysWe be mobbin, like a motherfuckin cutDirty dealt, lil' sag, lil' jay, lil' ChuckTwo times, trey times on yo' motherfuckin assKeep it O.G. nigga, rewind and passIt's just another day and forty dozen, niggaz strugglinIs you hustlin, do you relate to drug smugglin?If so, grab a nine and start to tripBut remember, don't let nobody punk you out yo' grip nigga
[LaToiya Williams]Dogg Pound groovin, Eastside is the greatestand other guys can't fade uscause we're the hardest in the town(?) and duces, never could be fadedAnd all you suckers hate itOhh crip is goin downAnd baby have no doubt, we gonna turn it outAnd that's on Eastside L.B.C.And we're the best, we rockin coast to coastand we be blowin dope, and baby that's the shitI'm talkin real shit to ya baby (that real crip shit)Duces 'n trayz bangin (that real crip shit)I'm talkin real shit to ya baby (that real crip shit)Duces 'n trayz, bangin bangin bangin bangin (THAT CRIP!)
[Snoop Dogg]Oooh! Yeah, that Eastsider shit (Eastside Eastside)What y'all know about this here (what what wha-wha-what?)I'm (I'm) tal..king.. crip shit (talk to me, talk to me)I'm.. tal..king.. crip shitI'm talking crip shit to you babyEastside.. ahh! Eastside, EastsideAhh.. Eastside, Eastside!Uhh, ahh.. Eastside, Eastside
