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Gin & Juice (Radio Version)
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Snoop Dogg
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With so much drama in the LBC It's kind of hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin' up with funky-ass hits, like, every single day May I kick a little something for the G's (Yeah) And make a few ends as I breeze through? (Yeah) Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin' ‘Cause my mama ain't home I got some freaks in the living room gettin' it on And they ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin' (Six in the mornin' - six in the mornin') So what you wanna do? Huh, 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 'em, though (Yeah) So we gon' blow an ouncе to this G's up, freeze up for a second, now bounce to this Rollin' down thе 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 these types of things happen all the time You gotta get yours but, fool, I gotta get mine See, everything is fine when you listening 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 trick named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the homeboy's 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, as I mob with Tha Dogg Pound, feel the breeze And you know 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 homie Dr. Dre Came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J of some bubonic E.T. that made me choke This ain't no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and E.T., 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 ta 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... 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 (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 (Biatch) With my mind on my money And my money on my mind
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