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dre

*man
hah hah!
Im serious one of yall niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some in this motherfucker
Steady long, steady long

Verse one:

With so much drama in the
Its kinda bein snoop d-o-double-g
But i, somehow, way
Keep up with funky ass shit like every single day
May i, a little something for the gs (yeah)
And, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze,
Two in the mornin and the partys still
Cause my aint home
I got bitches in the living gettin it on
And, aint leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of and my homeboys do too
So turn off the and close the doors
But (but what) we dont love hoes, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a to this
Gs up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers to this

Chorus: 2x

Rollin the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

Verse

Now, that, I got me seagrams gin
Everybody got cups, but they aint chipped in
Now this types of shit, all the time
You got to get yours but fool I get mine
Everything is when you listenin to the d-o-g
I got the cultivating music that be he
Who listens, to the words I speak
As I take me a to the middle of the street
And get to mackin to bitch named sadie (sadie? )
She used to be the homeboys lady (oh, bitch)
Eighty degrees, I tell that bitch please
up off these n-u-ts, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the dogg pound, feel the
Beeeitch, Im

Verse

Later on day
My homey dr. dre came through with a of tanqueray
And a fat ass j, of some bubonic chronic that me choke
Shit, aint no joke
I had to up off of it and sit my cup down
and chronic, yeah Im fucked up now
But it aint no stoppin, Im poppin
Dre got some from the city of compton
To serve me, not with a on top
Cause when I my nut, Im raisin up off the cot
Dont get upset girl, thats how it goes
I love you hoes, Im out the do
And Ill be

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice (beeotch!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and (beeotch!)
Laid [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]