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letra de cripn 4 life - snoop dogg

(feat. dave east)

[intro: dave east]
yo, unc’ you wasn’t lyin’ ’bout these muh’f–kin’ cookies, cuz

[verse 1: dave east]
all this money i’m makin’
they thinkin’ mason, but i ain’t pappy
yo unc’, as clean they come, f–k it, my braids nappy
my older b-tch wanted to kick it, i put on rick james gladly
(?) for the same caddy, that (?) with the same navi’

[verse 2: snoop dogg]
i’m up early at the crack of dawn, movin’ like a (?)
uncle snoop in the coupe with group (?)
bad b-tch twistin’ my locks, jack in the box
do it major, slang my flavor as i stayed on the block

[verse 3: dave east]
they raided the spot, i’m hot, devilish features, but heaven sent
pimp sh-t, mink to the floor, my b-tch in leopard print
i don’t trick paper on your chick, somethin’ i never spent
just me and snoop, twin drop coupes, cookie’s the medicine

[verse 4: snoop dogg]
sky walk in the everglades, cuz, i’m forever paid
cut from a different cloth, i guess i’m a renegade
drinkin’ crip juice with a splash of some lemonade
we on daytons and we skatin’ like a icecapade

[verse 5: dave east]
gelato we can light for days, on god i’m a boss now
uptown n-gg-, i was up in harlem knockin’ dogg pound
used to the water n-body get nervous if it’s sharks round
chains glow in the dark now, foreigns, i hardly walk now

[verse 6: snoop dogg]
used to run, now i walk, all the cases i done fought
all the bud that i done bought, and all the b-tches that they thought
that they could get a piece of my establishment
looky here b-tch, i ain’t havin’ it

[verse 7: dave east]
if i blast the sh-t, watch the opp do a backward flip
my backwood lit, fn got a plastic grip
had an advantage in the trap was good at math and sh-t
used to bag up to doggystyle, you can’t imagine this

[verse 8: snoop dogg]
it’s like a, action flick, with the mackin’ pimp
the rap i spit will hit you like a tag and split
bag the fit, blue rag, sag for this
you mad as sh-t, my n-gg- east bagged ya b-tch

[verse 9: dave east & snoop dogg]
got blue diamonds, blue hoodies, feel like i could never crip enough
unc’ put on for years, who am i to f–k tradition up?
don’t even trip nephew, just clean the kitchen up
and keep it crip’n for life, never switchin’ up, (never) yeah

[outro: snoop dogg]
real talk (real talk)
from dogg pound to uptown
real sh-t (real sh-t)
you can’t spell west without the es
you know what it is (you know what it is)
real hustlers, real crip’n (real crip’n)
shout out to my n-gg- mars
myguy, for hookin’ up this motherf–kin’ beat
yo east, i told you when you hit the motherf–kin’
lax, touch down, n-gg-
cause i got that bubblegum
that real sh-t, that real crip sh-t
you what i’m talkin’ ’bout
that hubba bubba, that blue bubblegum, cuz
you can’t get it no where but here, for real though
have a little bit of that crip juice, with a splash of lemonade
and a bubblegum backwood, and you gon’ be aight
you understand me, yeah, east

- snoop dogg

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