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With so much drama in the LBC
It's kind of hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky-ass hits, like, every single day
May I kick a little something for the G's (Yeah)
And make a few ends as I breeze through? (Yeah)
Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'
‘Cause my mama ain't home
I got some freaks in the living room gettin' it on
And they ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin'
(Six in the mornin' - six in the mornin')
So what you wanna do?
Huh, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do, too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (But what?), we don't love 'em, though (Yeah)
So we gon' blow an ouncе to this
G's up, freeze up for a second, now bounce to this

Rollin' down thе street, smokin'... *inhale*
Sippin' on gin and juice (Laid back)
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin'... *inhale*
Sippin' on gin and juice (Laid back)
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind

Now that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now these types of things happen all the time
You gotta get yours but, fool, I gotta get mine
See, everything is fine when you listening to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin' to this trick named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady
80 degrees, when I tell that trick please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, ‘cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with Tha Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
And you know I'm just…

Later on that day, my homie Dr. Dre
Came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J of some bubonic E.T. that made me choke
This ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and E.T., yeah, I'm tore down now
But it ain't no stoppin', 'cause I'm still poppin'
And Dre got some tricks from the city of Compton
To serve me; not with a cherry on top
‘Cause when I get through, I gots ta hit the dope spot
Don't get upset, girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love 'em, though, I'm out the door
And I'll be...

Rollin' down the street, smokin'... *inhale*
Sippin' on gin and juice (Laid back)
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin'... *inhale*
Sippin' on gin and juice (Laid back)
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin'... *inhale*
Sippin' on gin and juice (Laid back)
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin'... *inhale*
Sippin' on gin and juice
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind

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