Luyện nghe bài hát Gin and Juice

With so much in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein Snoop
But I, somehow, way
comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, a little something for the G's
and, make a few moves I breeze, to
Two in the and the party's still jumpin
cause my momma home
I got the bitches in the living gettin it on
and, they leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you do,
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my do too
So turn out the lights and close the
But (but what) we love them hoes,
So we gonna smoke an to this
G's up, hoes down, while my fuckers bounce to

repeat 2x]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, on gin and juice
(with my mind on my money and my on my mind)

Two:]
Got me some gin
Everybodys got their cups, but they ain't in
now these type of things, happen all the
You got to get yours, but I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you to the D-O-G
got the cultivating music that be me
When you listen, to the words I speak
As I take me a drink to the of the street
And get a mackin to this bitch named
She used to be the homeboy's lady (oh, bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that please
In a dog pound, the breeze.

[Verse

on that day
My homey dr. dre came with a gang of tanqueray
And a fat ass g, of some bubonic that made me choke
Shit, this ain't no
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup
Bang and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
But it no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches the city of compton
To serve me, not a cherry on top
Cause I bust my nut, I ain't raisin' the blood off the cut
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it
I love you hoes, I'm out the do'
And be

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