(kids chattering) – [Mom] Oh, oh no you don't. No you don't. Go on outside y'all. All of ya. Go on. – Who's damn kids is that any damn way? – Oh man. – Over here tearing up that damn couch. We had that damn couch for 20 years. Shoulda kept the plastic on it. And this one. Snoop doggy dog. Need to get a jobby job. – And boy, take care of
the house while I'm gone. Clean up your room. Take out the garbage. I don't want these fast
ass girls up in here, you hear me? And definitely don't let
the dog pound up in here.
I mean that. – And don't be messin'
with the eight track. You owe me five dollars. (door closes) – Ahh! (hip-hop music begins) ♪ With so much drama in the LBC ♪ ♪ It's kind of hard
bein' Snoop o double g ♪ ♪ But I, somehow, some way ♪ ♪ Keep comin' up with funky ass hits ♪ ♪ 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 the mornin' and
the party's still jumpin' ♪ ♪ 'Cause my momma ain't home ♪ ♪ I got some freaks 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 hoes, yeah ♪ ♪ So we gonna smoke a-to this ♪ ♪ G's up, freeze up for a
second, now bounce to this ♪ ♪ Rollin' down the
street, smokin' smokin' ♪ ♪ Sippin' on gin and juice ♪ ♪ Laid back ♪ ♪ With my mind on my money
and my money on my mind ♪ ♪ Rollin' down the
street, smokin' smokin' ♪ ♪ 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 these types of things
happen all the time ♪ ♪ You gotta get yours, but,
fool, I gotta get mine ♪ ♪ See, everything is fine when you ♪ ♪ Listenin' to the D-O-G ♪ ♪ I got the cultivatin' music
that be captivatin' 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 trick named Sadie ♪ ♪ Sadie ♪ ♪ She used to be homeboy's lady, lady ♪ ♪ 80 degrees, when I
tell that trick please ♪ ♪ Raise up off these N-U-T's
'cause you gets none of these ♪ ♪ At ease, at ease ♪ ♪ As I mob the Tha Dogg
Pound, feel the breeze ♪ ♪ Say you know I'm just ♪ ♪ Rollin' down the
street, smokin' smokin' ♪ ♪ Sippin' on gin and juice ♪ ♪ Laid back ♪ ♪ With my mind on my money
and my money on my mind ♪ ♪ Rollin' down the
street, smokin' smokin' ♪ ♪ Sippin' 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 of some
bubonic that made me choke ♪ ♪ This ain't no joke ♪ ♪ I had to back up off of it ♪ ♪ And sit my cup down ♪ ♪ Tanqueray and yeah, I'm tore down now ♪ ♪ But it ain't no stoppin' ♪ ♪ 'cause I'm still poppin' ♪ ♪ And Dre got some tricks
from the city of Compton ♪ ♪ To serve me, not with a cherry on top ♪ ♪ 'Cause when I get through,
I gots to hit the dope spot ♪ ♪ Don't get upset, girl,
that's just how it goes ♪ ♪ I don't love 'em
though, I'm out the door ♪ ♪ And I'll be ♪ – I didn't want to go to Gertrude's house any damn way. – You ain't got to worry about that 'cause I ain't takin' you nowhere with me.
– JB was over there. – What JB got to do with it? – He drink too damn much. – Oh man, I ain't got none. Don't talk so loud. Look you done missed the sign, man. – I know where we live at. We've been livin' there for 27 years. ♪ On gin and juice ♪ ♪ Laid back ♪ ♪ With my mind of my money
and my money on my mind ♪ (indistinct) – [Dad] I want everybody
out the damn house. (indistinct) Everybody out. You betta' get on out of here. You too. Get on outta here. I want everybody out. (dad grumbles and yells) (dad continues yelling and laughing) Snoop Dogg, where you at?.
