Penyanyi 90an: Snoop Dogg, Rapper Senior yang Multitalenta

I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggas got some bad motherfucking breath

Oh man aye baby, aye baby, shit,

Aye baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker or something

Aye, nigga, get something to eat, dog

Study long, study wrong nigga

With so much drama in the L-B-C

It's kinda hard being Snoop D-O-double-G

But I, somehow, some way

Keep coming 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 morning and the party's still jumping

'Cause my momma ain't home

I got bitches in the living room getting it on

And, they ain't leaving 'til six in the morning, six in the morning

So what you wanna do, shit

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 gon' smoke a ounce to this

G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

[2x]

Rolling down the street, smoking indo, sipping 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 type of shit, happens all the time

You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine

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 macking to this bitch named Sadie

Sadie?

She used to be the homeboy's lady

Oh, that bitch

Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please

Raise up off these N-U-Ts, 'cause you gets none of these

At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze

Bitch, I'm just

[2x]

Rolling down the street, smoking indo, sipping on gin and juice

Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Later on that day

My homie 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 stopping, I'm still popping

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 raising 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 door

And I'll be

[2x]

Rolling down the street, smoking indo, sipping on gin and juice

Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rolling down the street, smoking indo, sipping on gin and juice, bitch

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rolling down the street, smoking indo, sipping on gin and juice, bitch

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind