Sophisticated Crippin' – English Lyrics

• By: Snoop Dogg
• Album: Iz It A Crime?

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

Back in the kitchen

Intuition

Sophisticated crippin'

This shit different (different)

Still top billin'

The dog is chillin'

What more can I say? I made a livin'

Big dippin'

We ain't said trippin'

This is how they turn superheroes into villains

Big Dippin, We ain't set trippin'

This is how they turn superheroes into villains

From the depths of the seas, back to the block

I'm the Kobe and LeBron

You know who called the shots (are y'all ready to die?)

Like I thought

I wanna see my niggas get rich, we all we got

Dog pound still with the clique, that means a lot

Stray bullets bounce off the wall, that's how we rock

Respect to MJ, but my shooter's the king of pop

I remember times, Warren G told me it was mine

Got Nate Dogg catalog in the pipeline

Open doors for my peers, let they light shine

I made a few millionaires in my lifetime

California mind state, blowin' Dr. Bombay

Bad bitches, palm trees, stay up on my entree

You know we push it to the max any time a day

Put LA on my back, had to find a way

While these young niggas running up the crime rate

I was controversial on the west before Kanye

420 vision, Daytona spinning

Now everybody got an opinion on how I'm living

Lord willing, pull off in his sixth trait, decapitate the ceillin'

Fuck ozempic nigga, we the biggest in the city

Botox on the drop, got us sittin' pretty

Bout to touch a billy, keep a circle full of winners

You know them Andre Youngs and them Percy Millers

Two of the biggest ever, took your nigga to the top

Only one regret, I never got to say goodbye to pop (damn)

That hurt my heart, you can love me or not

I'm from the bottom just like you, we all we got

I'm on a mission

Intuition

Sophisticated crippin'

This shit different

Still, top billin'

The dog is chillin'

What more can I say? I made a livin'

Big dippin', we ain't said trippin'

This is how they turn superheroes into villains

I'm used to the lows, I'm used to the highs

I'm used to the lies, lawyer gainer, nigga I will survive

Found a way to monetize what I do for my guys

Put felons on the payroll that couldn't get jobs

On that bullshit aside, I'm true to the tribe

So hop in the ride, roll to the riches, I'm just checkin' my ties

You see the fruits of my labor, look at what I became

End up in grave danger, throwin' dirt on my name, shit

I can't complain, that just come with the fame

That's how we do it, got Martha Stewart wearing my chain

Boss lady right next to me y'all know the recipe

Find yourself a queen bee and run after your destiny

Legacy, keep that whistle closer than a referee

30 years plus and they still ain't got the best of me

You know my specialty

I pay it forward

Yessir

2025 death row records

Iz It A Crime?

Hahahaha, yeah

Stay with me now