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Crazy
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
Erik Coomes
Erik Coomes
Bongos
Fredwreck
Fredwreck
Guitar
Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Nathaniel Hale
Nathaniel Hale
Songwriter
Frederick Nassar
Frederick Nassar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Jackson
Chris Jackson
Vocal Recording Engineer
Fredwreck
Fredwreck
Producer
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Black folks can't never have no fun These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Cra-a-a-a, crazy Always up to no good Bad ass to Santa Anna, 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, gettin 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-hum, 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 walkin on my side I think you all need to know These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Cra-a-a-a, crazy Always up to no good Bad ass to Santa Anna, crazy Crazy On the 110 Freeway flo', back to the block In the seven deuce Coupe, hoppin hippin the hop Sippin 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 Fuck the law we don't get caught we just do-da-da Yeah nigga we shakin the cops You niggaz out there just be makin it hot But don't trip if you fakin a lot I'll break you, shake you, and take yo' spot 'Cause if you think that you gon' slip through California Without gettin 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 These streets be Walkin down the avenue (always up to no good) Crazy From Hollywood to South Central (always up to no good) These streets be (Always up to no good) crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Cra-a-a-a, crazy (always up to no good) Always up to no good Bad ass to Santa Anna, crazy (always up to no good) Crazy Fredwreck you a fool for that beat, man Check it out y'all it's Julio G, Westside radio You got your ears tuned to The Blue Carpet Treatment A todos los latinos los voy a llevar a la Playa Larga Y voy a deja' que Snoop les diga lo que le pasó Ayy Snoop, tell 'em what's up, vato
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Nathaniel D Hale, Fredrick Farid Nassar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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