Luyện nghe bài hát Gin and Juice

With so much drama in the
It's kinda hard 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, a few moves while I breeze, to
Two in the mornin and the still jumpin
cause my momma home
I got the bitches in the living room it on
and, they ain't leavin til six in the (six in the mornin)
So you gonna do,
I got a full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn out the lights and the door
But (but what) we don't love hoes,
So we gonna smoke an ounce to
G's up, hoes down, while my fuckers bounce to

repeat 2x]

Rollin the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
(with my on my money and my money 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 I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the
got the cultivating music that be me
When you listen, to the that I speak
As I me a drink to the middle of the street
And get a mackin to this bitch Sadie
She used to be the lady (oh, that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I that chick please
In a dog pound, the breeze.

[Verse

on that day
My homey dr. dre over 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 around and chronic, yeah I'm up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still
Dre got bitches from the city of compton
To serve me, not a cherry on top
Cause when I my nut, I ain't raisin' the blood off the cut
Don't get upset girl, that's how it goes
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 on my mind]
Rollin down the street, indo, sippin on gin and juice
[with my mind on my money and my money on my