Interpret:

Snoop Dogg

Album:

Doggystyle

(INTRO) 
He he ha 
I'm serious nigga one of ya'll niggas got some bad mothafuckin 
Breath up here hey baby hey baby hay baby gimme some 
Bubble gum in this mothafucka somethin man lets gone 
And get somethin to eat study long study wrong nigga 


With so much drama in the LBC 
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O double G 
But I somehow, some way, keep comin' 
Up with funky-ass shit like every single day 
May I kick a little somethin' for the G's and make a few ends as I 
Breeze through two in tha mornin and the party's still jumpin 
Cause my mama ain't home. 


I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on 
And they ain't leavin' till 6 in the morning (six in tha mornin) 
So whatcha wanna do? 
Shit, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my home boys do too 
So turn off the lights and close the door 
But for what--we don't love dem hoes 
Yeahhh so we gonna smoke an ounce to this 
G's up hoes down while ya motherfuckas bounce to this. 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice 
Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n 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's got their cups but the ain't chipped in 
Now this types of shit happens all the time 
You gotta get yours but fool I gotta get mine 
Everything is fine when you're listening to the D O G 
I got to cultivatin the 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 to mackin' this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?) 
She used to be the home boys' lady (Oh that bitch) 
80 degress when I tell that bitch please 
Raise up off these N.U.T's 
Could you get some of these at ease 
As I rhyme with the dog pound feel the breeze 
Biyatch I'm just 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice 
Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n 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 have 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 gots the bitches from the city of Compton 
To serve me--not with a cherry on top 
'Cause when I bust my nutt 
I'm raisin up out the cock 


Don't get upset girl that's just how it goes 
I don't love you hoes--I'm out the door 
And I'll be... 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice 
Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice 
Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice 
Biyatch--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind 


Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice 
Biyatch--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind