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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Neptunes
The Neptunes
Producer
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Recording Engineer
Chris Jackson
Chris Jackson
Vocal Recording Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Josh Houghkirk
Josh Houghkirk
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
10 lil' Crip **** runnin' outside
All from the turf and they bangin' out lives
Far from a scrub cuz from the Eastside
Where they don't die, they just multiply so
[Verse 2]
Don't give them **** a reason
To turn it into spray season (Why?)
Don't give them **** a reason (Why?)
Well 'cause they'll turn it into Crip season
[Verse 3]
The gangsta's back, the bank is fat (What?)
The gangsta MAC, in a gangsta 'lac (Zip)
Hm, fools be like, break off some cheese
Friends and enemies, oh,  **** please
[Verse 4]
Fuck, you thought, who pumped you up?
Stop, you stuck too much, pop, drop, you plucked
It's all similar to gettin' laid
On ya back when the motherfuckin' K sprays (Sprays)
[Verse 5]
I grind for my shine, 'bout my business
Lunatic on the shit and I get ignite (Ignite)
Gonna proceed to squeeze with ease
One of these, they can't believe how I leave 'em
[Verse 6]
Look into the mind of a **** that's crazy
Seventeen years old, still a baby
Gangstas real, they pop the pill
You cap back, young motherfucker it's like that
[Verse 7]
10 lil' Crip **** runnin' outside
All from the turf and they bangin' out lives
Far from a scrub cuz from the Eastside
Where they don't die, they just multiply so
[Verse 8]
Don't give them **** a reason
To turn it into spray season (Why?)
Don't give them **** a reason (Reason)
'Cause they'll turn it into Crip season
[Verse 9]
Wake up in the mornin' lookin' funny and shit
Fuck a honey dip, 'cause I got money to get
Ain't no books, ain't no help, ain't no role to this
Stay focused young homie, that's the code to this
[Verse 10]
Keep a strap in your pocket when you trip through the towns
'Cause there's a million motherfuckers tryin' to get you down
A lot of pain in this game, cocaine is the thing
If ya money right then you might get you a chain
[Verse 11]
But if your money is low, there's only one way to go
Jack a rapper at a local rap radio show
So mean, so green, Crip back to the block
Then brag to the homies, show 'em what you got
[Verse 12]
It's a gangsta jack in gangsta black
And they thought we just gangsta rapped, ha, ha
Yeah, ****, we take your snaps
Your shooby-dooby, her rubies and your Scooby snacks
(Like that?) It's like that
[Verse 13]
10 lil' Crip **** runnin' outside
All from the turf and they bangin' out lives
Far from a scrub cuz from the Eastside
Where they don't die, they just multiply so
[Verse 14]
Don't give them **** a reason
To turn it into spray season (Why?)
Don't give them **** a reason (Why?)
Well 'cause they'll turn it into Crip season
[Verse 15]
There's a whole lot of feelin' when you're on the Eastside
On the Eastside, ****, we ride
And it's a whole lot of dealin' when you're on the Eastside
On the Eastside, ****, we ride
We missed a whole lot of stealin' when you're on the Eastside
On the Eastside, ****, we ride
And there's a whole lot of killin' when you're on the Eastside
Eastside, yeah, ****, we ride
[Verse 16]
10 lil' Crip **** runnin' outside
All from the turf and they bangin' out lives
Far from a scrub cuz from the Eastside
Where they don't die, they just multiply so
[Verse 17]
Don't give them **** a reason
To turn it into spray season (Why?)
Don't give them **** a reason (Why?)
Well, 'cause they'll turn it into Crip season
[Verse 18]
They say it's crazy out here, it ain't no more fun
I can't walk down the street without
Written by: Calvin Broadus, P. Williams
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