Luyện nghe bài hát Gin and Juice

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

repeat 2x]

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

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

[Verse

Later on day
My homey dr. dre came over with a of tanqueray
And a fat ass g, of some bubonic chronic that made me
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 from the city of
To me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I raisin' the blood off the cut
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it
I don't you hoes, I'm out the do'
And be

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