Verse 1:
A D5 With so much drama in the LBC
A D5 It's kind of hard being Snoop D O double G
A D5 But I, some how some way
A D5 Keep coming up with funky ass shit like every single day
A D5 May I, kick a little somethin for the G's
A D5 And make a few ends as I breeze through, you know it's
A D5 A D5 Two in the mornin and the party still jumpin' cause my mama aint home
A D5 I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
A D5 And they aint leavin till six in the mornin
A D5 So what you wanna do,
A D5 I got a pocket rull of rubbers and my homeboys do too
A D5 So turn off the lights and close the doors
A D5 But for what, we don't love them whores
A D5 Yeah, so we gonna smoke an ounce to this
A D5 A D5 G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Chorus:
A D5 A and I'll be Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
D5 N/C
Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
A D5 A Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
D5 N/C
Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Verse 2: same chords
Now that, I got me some seagram's gin
Everybody got their cups but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit happens all the time
You gotta gets yours before I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you're listenin to the D O G
I got the cultivatin music that be captivatin me
Who hears the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to macin to this bitch named Shady
She used to be the homeboy's lady
Ain't even freeze when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off this nuts cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dog Pound, feel the breeze
Chorus:
Hayseed Dixie
