Lyrics:

Intro: Dre

[00:02.01]Heah hah hah!I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
[00:05.54]Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker
[00:14.80]Steady long, steady long nigga

Verse One: Snoop

[00:23.53]With so much drama in the L-B-C
[00:25.65]It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
[00:28.30]But I, somehow, some way
[00:30.31]Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
[00:33.68]May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
[00:37.09]and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
[00:40.03]Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
[00:42.34]cause my momma ain't home
[00:43.47]I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
[00:46.80]and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
[00:49.36]So what you wanna do, sheeeit
[00:51.08]I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
[00:54.39]So turn off the lights and close the doors
[00:56.84]But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
[00:59.86]So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
[01:01.39]G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

Chorus: repeat 2X

[01:04.26][01:14.32][02:00.33][02:10.15]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[01:10.09][01:20.21][02:05.99][02:16.13]Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

Verse Two:

[01:23.62]Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
[01:26.01]Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
[01:28.61]Now this types of shit, happens all the time
[01:31.08]You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
[01:33.60]Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
[01:36.74]I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
[01:39.74]who listens, to the words that I speak
[01:41.79]As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
[01:44.37]and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
[01:47.07]She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)
[01:49.63]Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
[01:51.90]Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
[01:55.00]At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
[01:58.98]beeeitch, I'm just

Chorus

Verse Three:

[02:20.84]Later on that day
[02:21.83]My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
[02:25.68]And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
[02:28.94]Shit, this ain't no joke
[02:30.22]I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
[02:32.92]Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
[02:35.06]But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
[02:37.95]Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
[02:40.27]To serve me, not with a cherry on top
[02:42.63]Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
[02:45.94]Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
[02:47.79]I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'
[02:49.99]And I'll be

Chorus

[02:50.85][03:00.89]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
[02:56.84][03:06.86]Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

[03:10.97][03:21.10]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
[03:16.95][03:27.09]Biatch [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]