Lyrics Sophisticated Crippin' - Snoop Dogg

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

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2025 death row records
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