Gin And Juice Lyrics

I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz
Got this ass motherf*ckin' up, ay baby, ay
baby
Ay baby get some bubblegum in this
motherf*cker
Steady long, steady long nigga

With so much drama in the LBC
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D O double G
But I, somehow, someway
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like
every single day

May I kick a little something 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 bitches in the living room gettin' it
on
And they ain't leavin' till six in the
mornin'
So what you wanna do? Sheeit
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
So we gonna smoke a ounce to that
G's up, hoes down while you motherf*ckers
bounce to this

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my
money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
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 this types of shit 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 bitch named
Sadie She used to be the homeboy's lady
Eighty degrees when I tell that bitch
please
Raise up off these N U Ts, bitch you gets
none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound feel
the breeze bitch, I'm just

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my
money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and 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 ass J of some bubonic chronic
that made me choke
Shit, 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*cked up
now
But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dre got some bitches 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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my
money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my
money on my mind

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and juice
Beeotch, with my mind on my money and my
money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo,
sippin' on gin and juice
Beeotch, with my mind on my money and my
money on my mind

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