Crip Walk - B.H.

Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well You know I'm coming by the smell I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air Party people, wave your hands like you just don't care Crip your enthusiasm Mm, pen and paper, money maker, let the beat ride Let me put you up on this nigga from the east side This nigga born ready, serve a nigga either With the pen or off the heady This nigga flow is deadly (where he at?) Right here, Snoop Dogg, I'm with the G Child Play something, let me fuck you up just with this freestyle (that's dope) For sure, but let's make a real record with real effort 'Cause my pen game is lethal cyanide mixed with ether Spittin' nothin' but them hits out The Chronic put the world up on this shit Snoopy been about I wrote it down, needed backup, called the hounds I'm worldwide, you know the voice, you know the sound (ha-ha) Paint it like Picasso, my spot on top of the charts You ain't fuckin' with the Dogg, I do this shit every day I don't play with this here, just look at my resume I'm probably Pimp of the Year, that's what all the players say My smooth tone, reppin' for the blue zone Crip shit, for niggas to get they groove on (hey) I tell my street life glory in a East side story I got that Hall of Fame pen game, nigga, ain't shit changed Still leave you niggas assed out like Ving Rhames Ever since I started, I've been all about big things Crip it, curve it, flip it and serve it I'm at your service so don't get nervous These are words coming from the Dogg And everything I do is lit (yes, sir) Hoppin' right along, tryna get my party on Call my nigga (Leon Black), let's go bust a bitch (mm) La-dickda-di, Snoopy's in the party Smokin' that yessir, the best served, that's good for everybody It's some players in the house, if you see 'em, point 'em out Pulled up in that Bentley with my nigga Leon Black with me That's simply two layers of mackin' on you bitches Like true players (but I'm here with my baby daddy), bitch, who cares? We came to make the party crack, no games I'm in the party strapped, Snoop Dogg and Black, now, where the party at? Pop that champagne bottle, we goin' up full throttle Don't matter, wherever Snoopy go, these hoes gon' follow Glasses up, we toastin', Backwoods I'm smokin' V.I.P., I'm posted, eeny-meeny-miney You know where to find me With a cute-faced bitch, big ass and waist tiny I got 'em lined up like tic-tac-toe, that's three in a row An exotic bitch, a snow bunny and me and your ho' We all up in the club livin' our best life Black gave a nigga thumbs, nigga like, "That's right" Hit the dance floor with some twins, they was close friends Back that ass up, she said, "Grab it with both hands" Now players do what players do You know the Dogg, no sugar-coatin', I speak the truth I make the rules, grip it, curve it, flip it and serve it I'm at your service, now, don't get nervous Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well You know I'm coming by the smell I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air Party people, wave your hands like you just don't care Crip your enthusiasm Yeah, say what? Crip your enthusiasm Okay, like that? Say what, say what? Crip your enthusiasm Uh, like this? Yeah, Crip your enthusiasm Uh!

On crip street where the crips meet Get the steppin on um got big feet Got big heat aint shit sweet finna boss up like im big meech On crip street aint shit sweet for da swiss cheese go six feet You aint from da set then its discreet on crip street on crip street On crip street where the crips meet Get the steppin on um got big feet Got big heat aint shit sweet finna boss up like im big meech On crip street aint shit sweet for da swiss cheese go six feet You aint from da set then its discreet on crip street on crip street Niggas throw dirt on my name Inglewattz banging you heard of ma gang Yea homies they swerve in da lane Bac on a mission to murder yo gang Yea never concern wit a lame Catch um a body to earn um a name Yea come from a circle of kangs Fuc where dey from neva heard of you lames Yea niggas dey betta believe it Look its da vet I be there for da season Yea betta not talk about beefing Pull up now niggas lookin like vegans Yea all my niggas dey scheming Stay wit a pipe like dem niggas was tweakin Yea little mama she a rican I fell in love with the way that she speakin Yea im da illest shit wit dis music bitch I put that on crip street I could remember a nigga was broke but dat blue hunnit it fix me I could be flyer den niggas designers when im roccin my diccies Doin it major done came from the minor now im all in da big leagues Yea im da illest shit wit dis music bitch I put that on crip street I could remember a nigga was broke but dat blue hunnit it fix me I could be flyer den niggas designers when im roccin my diccies Doin it major done came from the minor now im all in da big leagues She love the way that im keepin it real she could neva for get me I got it wit me dat shit is concealed niggas neva gone chip me Im wishin alla my niggas was here crip gang on century Niggas cant kicc it you not from the set none of my niggas is friendly Ma enemies want a nigga kilt they tryna attempt me Double bacc on um now they wanna squeal really they tryna arrest me Bitch ima die wit my honor intact they will neva confess me Blue rag to the lefty inglewattz to yo bitch and her besty nigga On crip street where the crips meet Get the steppin on um got big feet Got big heat aint shit sweet finna boss up like im big meech On crip street aint shit sweet for da swiss cheese go six feet You aint from da set then its discreet on crip street on crip street On crip street where the crips meet Get the steppin on um got big feet Got big heat aint shit sweet finna boss up like im big meech On crip street aint shit sweet for da swiss cheese go six feet You aint from da set then its discreet on crip street on crip street