hah hah! I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got ass motherfuckin up Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some in this motherfucker Steady long, steady nigga
With so much in the L-B-C It's hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, way Keep comin up funky ass shit like every single day May I, kick a something for the G's (yeah) and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, Two in the and the party's still jumpin cause my momma home I got bitches in the living room it on and, ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin) So you wanna do, sheeeit I got a pocket of rubbers and my homeboys do too So turn off the lights and close the But (but what) we don't them hoes, yeah! So we gonna smoke a ounce to G's up, down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice Laid back [with my on my money and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Now, that, I got me some gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't in Now this types of shit, all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get Everything is when you listenin to the D-O-G I got the music that be captivating he who listens, to the that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the and get to mackin to this bitch named (Sadie?) She to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch) degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of At ease, as I mob the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze beeeitch, I'm
Rollin down the street, indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back [with my mind on my and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my
on that day My Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, of bubonic chronic that made me choke Shit, this ain't no I had to up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, I'm fucked up now But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still Dre got some bitches from the of Compton To me, not with a cherry on top Cause I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's how it goes I don't you hoes, I'm out the do' And be
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice Laid [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and Laid back [with my mind on my and my money on my mind]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice (beeotch!!) back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and (beeotch!!) back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]