Tom: D
Introdução: A A D5 D5 A A D5 D5
A D5
With so much drama in the LBC
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
A D5 A
and I'll be Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
D5
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
Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Verse 2: same chords
DO G
I got the cultivatin music that be captivatin me
Who hears the words that I speak