Warren G - In case some sh** go down lyrics

(INTRO) He he ha I'm serious n***a one of ya'll n***as got some bad mothaf**in Breath up here hey baby hey baby hay baby gimme some Bubble gum in this mothaf**a somethin man lets gone And get somethin to eat study long study wrong n***a 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-a** sh** 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 b**hes 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? sh**, 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 motherf**as 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 sh** 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 b**h named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the home boys' lady (Oh that b**h) 80 degress when I tell that b**h 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-a** J of some bubonic chronic that made me choke sh**--this ain't no joke-- I have to back up Off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm f**ed up now But it ain't no stoppin' I'm still poppin' Dre gots the b**hes 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 co*k 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