Gin and Juice

Gin And Juice(Complete version originally performed by Snoop Doggy Dogg) (Explicit) - Various Artists (歐美群星)

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 a** sh*t like every single day

May I, kick a little something for the G's （yeah）

And, make a few ends as （yeah!） I breeze, through

Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin

Cause my momma ain't home

I got b**ches in the living room gettin it on

And, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin （six in the mornin）

So what you wanna do, sheeeit

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 ounce to this

G's up, hoes down, while you motherf**kers bounce to this

Rollin down the street, smokin endo, sippin on gin and juice

Chorus: repeat 2X

Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Verse Two:

Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin

Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in

Now this types of sh*t, 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 b**ch named Sadie （Sadie?）

She used to be the homeboy's lady （Oh, that b**ch）

Eighty degrees, when I tell that b**ch please

Raise up off these N-U-T's, b**ch you gets none of these

At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze

Beeeitch, I'm just

Chorus

Verse Three:

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*t, this ain't no joke

I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down

Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm f**ked up now

But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin

Dre got some b**ches 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 hoes, I'm out the do'

And I'll be

Chorus

Rollin down the street, smokin endo, sippin on gin and juice （beeotch!!）

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 （beeotch!!）

Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind