Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crazy, artist - Snoop Dogg. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crazy |
| These streets beeeee walking down the avenue |
| (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! |
| These streets beeeee. |
| crazy! |
| Long Beach to Comptoooon! |
| Always up to no good! |
| Craaa |
| (Crazy!) Crazy. |
| Always up to no good! |
| Van Nuys to Santa Ana, crazy |
| (Crazy!) |
| Have a look outside and take a stroll with me |
| California lifestyle, you wanna roll with me? |
| I can take you in and out and where it’s gonna be |
| Now as crazy as it is, you know this home for me |
| I wouldn’t never leave it, you know that’s wrong of me |
| I’ma stay down, you see me on them corners G |
| At your local liquor store, getting some optimums |
| And if I’m out of bounds then I gotta cock the fo' |
| Keep it on the low on the W-W-W-West coast |
| Sign some autographs and then I do get ghost |
| A-humph. |
| yeah, I love my folks |
| But half of y’all fools is cutthroats |
| On the real no. |
| the streets’ll have you |
| Guide you, lead you, mislead you, it’s fragile |
| Yeah, see you gradually grow |
| And when you walking on my side I think you all need to know… |
| These streets beeeee walking down the avenue |
| (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! |
| These streets beeeee. |
| crazy! |
| Long Beach to Comptoooon! |
| Always up to no good! |
| Craaaaaaaa |
| (Crazy!) Crazy. |
| Always up to no good! |
| Van Nuys to Santa Ana, crazy |
| (Crazy!) |
| On the 110 Freeway flo', back to the block |
| In the seven deuce Coupe, hopping hipping the hop |
| Sipping on some Henn with my nephew Infrared |
| Young pimp on the grind tryna line up some head |
| Had fun, did, done, on the West we run |
| Don’t matter where you from, if you old or young |
| Seesaw we raw like ooohhh-la-la |
| F*ck the law we don’t get caught we just do-da-da |
| Yeah nig*a we shaking the cops |
| You nig*as out there just be making it hot |
| But don’t trip if you faking a lot |
| I’ll break you, shake you, and take yo' spot |
| Because if you think that you gonna slip through California |
| without getting banged on. |
| brother you’re wrong |
| (Always up to no good!) I really love my dog, grew up together and all but he |
| (Always up to no good!) Hell yeah I love New York |
| that’s why I married the broad but she |
| (Always up to no good!) We can’t hang 'em up 'cause I’m a balla y’all and he |
| (Always up to no good!) Let me tell you about these streets |
| (Always up to no good!) |
| «Always up to no good!» |
| These streets beeeee walking down the avenue |
| (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! |
| These streets beeeee. |
| crazy! |
| Long Beach to Comptoooon! |
| «Always up to no good!» |
| Always up to no good! |
| Craaaaaaaa |
| (Crazy!) Crazy. |
| Always up to no good! |
| Van Nuys to Santa Ana, crazy |
| (Crazy!) |
| «Always up to no good!» |
| These streets beeeee walking down the avenue |
| (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! |
| These streets beeeee. |
| crazy! |
| Long Beach to Comptoooon! |
| «Always up to no good!» |
| Always up to no good! |
| Craaaaaaaa |
| (Crazy!) Crazy. |
| Always up to no good! |
| Van Nuys to Santa Ana, crazy |
| (Crazy!) |