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 $$# %#@! 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 (*##$es in the living room gettin' it on
And, they ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin'

So what you wanna do? %#@!, 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 ho's, yeah
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this

G's up, hoes down, while you mother$#&@ers 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 type of %#@! 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 (*##$ named Sadie
She used to be the homeboys lady

(Oh, that (*##$?)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that (*##$ please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, 'cause you gets none of these


At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
(*##$, 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 $$# J of some bubonic chronic
That made me choke, %#@!, this ain't no joke


I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm $#&@ed up now

But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dre got some (*##$es 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 ho's, 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, (*##$
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo

Sippin' on gin and juice, (*##$
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind