I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz   Got this ass motherfuckin' up, ay baby, ay baby   Ay baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker   Steady long, steady long nigga      With so much drama in the LBC   It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D O double G   But I, somehow, someway   Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day      May I kick a little something for the G's   And make a few ends as I breeze through?   Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'   'Cause my momma ain't home      I got bitches in the living room gettin' it on   And they ain't leavin' till six in the mornin'   So what you wanna do? Sheeit   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 them hoes   So we gonna smoke a ounce to that   G's up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this      Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind   Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, 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 this types of shit happens all the time   You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine      Everything is fine when you listenin' 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 bitch named Sadie      She used to be the homeboy's lady   Eighty degrees when I tell that bitch please   Raise up off these N U Ts, bitch you gets none of these   At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound feel the breeze bitch, I'm just      Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind   Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind      Later on that day my homey Dr. Dre   Came through with a gang of tanqueray   And a fat ass J of some bubonic chronic that made me choke   Shit, this ain't no joke      I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down   Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now   But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'   Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton      To serve me not with a cherry on top   'Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot   Don't get upset girl that's just how it goes   I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' and I'll be      Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind   Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind      Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Beeotch, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind   Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo, sippin' on gin and juice   Beeotch, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind