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( waz da song yall? :" GIN N JUICE " bumpin in da skyline fo sho

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I'm serious nigga one of ya'll niggas got some bad mothafuckin Breath up here hey baby hey baby hay baby gimme some Bubble gum in this mothafucka somethin man lets gone And get somethin to eat study long study wrong nigga

With so much drama in the LBC 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 somethin' for the G's and make a few ends as I Breeze through two in tha mornin and the party's still jumpin Cause my mama ain't home.

I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on And they ain't leavin' till 6 in the morning (six in tha mornin) So whatcha wanna do? Shit, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my home boys do too So turn off the lights and close the door But for what--we don't love dem hoes Yeahhh so we gonna smoke an ounce to this G's up hoes down while ya motherfuckas bounce to this.

Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n 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's got their cups but the ain't chipped in Now this types of shit happens all the time You gotta get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you're listening to the D O G I got to cultivatin the 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 to mackin' this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the home boys' lady (Oh that bitch) 80 degress when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N.U.T's Could you get some of these at ease As I rhyme with the dog pound feel the breeze Biyatch I'm just

Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n 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 have to back up Off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now But it ain't no stoppin' I'm still poppin' Dre gots the bitches from the city of Compton To serve me--not with a cherry on top 'Cause when I bust my nutt I'm raisin up out the cock Don't get upset girl that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes--I'm out the door And I'll be...

Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice Biyatch--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice Biyatch--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind