Luyện nghe bài hát Gin And Juice (snoop Dogg Cover)

With so drama in L B C
kinda hard bein' Snoop D O double G
But I, I somehow, some way comin' up funky ass shit
Nearly every day

Can I, kick a little for the G's and
Make a few as I breeze through?
Don't you it's two in the mornin'
And the party's still jumpin' 'cause my ain't home

I got bitches in the living gettin' it on
And they ain't till six in the mornin'
So wanna do?
I got a pocket full o' and my homeboys do too

So turn off the and close the doors
But we love them whores
(But what?)
And we gonna smoke an ounce to
G's up, down, like you motherfuckers bounce to that

And be rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice laid
(With my on my money and my money on my mind)
Rollin' the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice laid
(With my on my money and my money on my mind)

I got me Seagram's gin
got they cups but they ain't chipped in
Ya know this of shit, happens all the time
You gotta get before I get mine

is fine when you listenin' to the D O G
He's got the music that's been captivatin' me
But who hears, the I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the

I started rappin' with bitch named Sadie
You know she to be the homeboy's lady
Don't cha know it's 80 degrees when I tell that please
Raise up off these N U T's 'cause you gets none of
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, breeze

And be rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin on gin and laid back
(With my on my money and my money on my mind)
Rollin' down the street, indo
Sippin' on gin and juice back
(With my on my money and my money on my mind)

Later on that day my Dr. Dre
He by with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic you it
Made me choke it, no joke

I had to back up off of it and set my cup o gin
Don't cha know Tanqueray and chronic, well, I'm up now
But there ain't no stoppin', I'm poppin'
Dr. Dre got bitches from the city of Compton

To serve me, not with a on top
'Cause when I bust my nut, you I'm raisin' to pop a cop
But get upset girl that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, why I'm out the do'

And I'll be down the street, smokin' indo
on gin and juice laid back
(With my mind on my money and my on my mind)
Rollin' down the street, smokin'
on gin and juice laid back
(With my mind on my and my money on my mind)

Rollin' the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and laid back
(With my mind on my and my money on my mind)

(Beeoch wo wo wo)
Rollin' down the street, indo
on gin and juice