youngwun wrote:You most definately on to something, but Snoop didn't start spittin "crip this, crip that" till lately, ya know? Like that "Drop it like it's Hot" was the first I remembered hearing the crip talk in one of his singles.
My point is look at length of time between Quik's album and that last Snoop album and kompare that to the situation on the streets of LA during that time. "Safe & Sound" kame out at a dangerous time for LA gangs. It's like being from a crip or Blood set is kool now... it's marketable, along with being shot.
okay I know youngwun was banned and that sucks but just to respond to what he said, I just listened to "Paid the Cost to be the Bo$$" (the album with "beautiful" on it) and on "Pimp Slapp'd" I noticed he drops in a lot more references:
A day in the life, of a Rollin 20 Crip
Im just a stuburn type of fella with a head like a brick
And just because I sip Moet, they say that I'm hopeless
But I don't give a fuck, so blame it on the loc'ness
Now this is how we do it when we checking the grip
Snoop Dogg is in this bitch, so don't even trip
I bust a funky composition that's smooth as a prism
Now check it as I kick off in this funky ass rhythm
It's six dub, the phone is ringing off the deck
And it's some homies talking about I disrespected they set
Aww nah, Dogg aint this y'all
I got couple relatives up off of Crenshaw
This is about me and Simon, not me and y'all
I got love for a bunch of real B-Dogs
Like K-Dub, Top Cat, B-Reel, E-Rock, Boo-Lay Face
And the homie Har'ron rest in peace
Big Jay from Cappinella Park
He used to blaze with his nephew after dark
On and on, rocking big neck bone
Mauseberg I had to put you on my song
It's so real, I had show some love
Now back to the scrub, it aint about Crip or Blood
It's about you being jealous bout what I does
Cos I does it the most, the King of The Coast, in a Pink Plaint Pos
I back ya down like Shack Daddy, and bust on ya out the new Caddy
And skirt up Wiltshire Boulevard
I'm not Xzibit, you can't pull my hoe card
I fucked all your groupies, when you was doing time and kept Snoopy
With the fags & snitches, no killers just bitches
And you was paying niggas off of all my riches
You so hard caught, why aint you go to level 4? Oh I know (bitch)
But I walk the main line everytime I go down
You can check my G Files, I do it LBC style
I got the word on ya Simon (Simon), you need to just start rhyming
Cos you the biggest star on your label
And them other niggas just crumbs off my table, you're not able
To compete with the heat that I drop
And I still aint been paid, for One-Eight-Seven On A Cop
I started yo shit, and I'll end yo shit
If you keep talking shit on Crip
I think Boo-Lay was IFG or CMG or something, I heard his name come up before