[00:00.00] 作词 : Calvin Broadus
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Calvin Broadus
[00:26.25]With so much drama in the L-B-C
[00:27.05]It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
[00:28.94]But I, somehow, some way
[00:30.71]Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single da
[00:34.28]May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
[00:37.87]and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
[00:40.71]Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
[00:42.97]cause my momma ain't home
[00:44.21]I got niggas in the living room gettin' it on
[00:46.52]and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
[00:49.41]So what you wanna do, sheeeit
[00:51.31]Snoop Dogg
[00:52.66]I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
[00:54.31]So turn off the lights and close the doors
[00:56.90]But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
[00:59.72]So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
[01:01.51]G's up, hoes down, while you mother****ers bounce to thi
[01:19.27]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[01:19.71]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[01:24.85]Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
[01:26.79]Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
[01:29.35]Now this types of shit, happens all the tim
[01:31.93]You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
[01:34.16]Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
[01:37.02]I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
[01:39.99]who listens, to the words that I speak
[01:42.39]As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
[01:44.82]and get to mackin to this b***h named Sadie (Sadie?
[01:47.17]She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that shit
[01:49.99]Eighty degrees, when I tell that b***h pleas
[01:52.60]Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
[01:54.71]beeeitch, I'm just
[02:21.24]Later on that day
[02:22.59]My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
[02:26.11]And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
[02:29.08]****, this ain't no jok
[02:30.81]I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
[02:33.01]Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed up no
[02:35.57]But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
[02:38.04]Dre got b*****s from the city of Compto
[02:40.63]To serve me, not with a cherry on top
[02:43.08]Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
[02:45.89]Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
[02:48.17]I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'
[02:50.59]And I'll be
[02:52.10]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
[02:56.80]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[03:01.28]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
[03:07.00]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

作词 : Calvin Broadus
作曲 : Calvin Broadus
With so much drama in the L-B-C
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 da
May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
cause my momma ain't home
I got niggas in the living room gettin' it on
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
Snoop Dogg
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, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you mother****ers bounce to thi
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, 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 tim
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 b***h named Sadie (Sadie?
She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that shit
Eighty degrees, when I tell that b***h pleas
Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
beeeitch, I'm just
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
****, this ain't no jok
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed up no
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got b*****s from the city of Compto
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 indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)