Gin and Juice

So much drama in 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 nearly every single day
 Can I kick a little something for the G's?
 And, make a few friends as I breeze through
 Don't you know it's two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'
 'Cause my momma ain't ho-ome
 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 hoo?
 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 whores
 And we gonna smoke a ounce to this
 G's up, hoes down, like you motherfuckers bounce to this
 Ho-ho-ho and I 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 yo
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 I got me some Seagram's gin
 And every body got their cups, but they ain't chipped in
 You know this type of shit, happens all the time
 Gotta get yours before I get mine
 Everything is fine when you listenin' to the D-O-G
 He gots the cultivating music that be captivating me
 But who hears the words that I speak?
 As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
 I started maping with this bitch named Sadie
 Yeah she used to be the homeboy's lady
 Don't you know it's eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
 Raise up off these N-U-T's, did you gets none of these?
 As I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
 And I 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
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 Later on that day my homey Dr. Dre
 He came by with a gang of Tanqueray
 And a fat ass J
 Of some bubonic chronic you know it made me choke
 It ain't no joke, I had to back up off of it
 Set my cup of gin down
 Dont you know Tanqueray and chronic, well I'm fucked up now
 But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
 Dr Dre got some bitches from city of Compton
 To serve me, not with a cherry on top
 'Cause when I bust my nut, you know I'm raisin' up off the cot
 Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
 I don't love you hoes, that's why 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
 Roll on' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
 Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
 Roll on' down the street, (rollin' down) (smokin' indo, (rollin' down sipping' on gin and juice (biiitch!)