Sophisticated Crippin’
Back in the kitchen
Intuition
Sophisticated crippin'
This shit different
Still, top billin', the Dogg is chillin'
What more can I say? I made a livin'
Big dippin', we ain't set trippin'
This is how they turn superheroes into villains
(So I'll never be regarded as a regular
More than just a little bit better than my competitor)
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 get down?) Like I thought
I wanna see my niggas get rich, We All We Got
Dogg 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 'member times Warren G told me get what's 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 blowing Dr. Bombay
Bad bitches, palm trees stay up on my entrée
You know we push it to the max any time of day
I put L.A. 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, Daytonas spinning
Now everybody got an opinion on how I'm livin'
(Make me wanna holler) Lord willin'
Pull off in that six-trey, decapitate the ceiling
Fuck Ozempic, nigga, we the biggest in the city
Botox on the drop got us sitting 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 Pac (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 Dogg is chillin'
What more can I say? I made a livin'
Big dippin', we ain't set 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
Gloria Gaynor, 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 (Yeah)
All that bullshit aside, I'm true to the tribe, so hop in the ride
Road to the riches, I'm just checkin' my tires
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 wearin' 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
Thirty years plus and they still ain't got the best of me
(Make me wanna holler) You know my specialty
I pay it forward
Yes, sir, 2025, Death Row Records (Dogg Pound)
Is it a crime? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Yeah, stay with me now