Gin and Juice

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 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 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
 So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
 G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
 Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
 Laid back
 Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
 Laid back
 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-T's, cause you gets none of these
 At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
 beeeitch, I'm just
 Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
 Laid back
 Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
 Laid back
 (Solo)
 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 Gin N Juice down
 Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
 But it ain't no stoppin, I'm keep 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
 Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
 Laid back
 Laid back
 Laid back
 Laid back
 Laid back
 Laid back
 Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice