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

With so much in L B C
It's kinda bein' Snoop D O double G
But I, I somehow, some way comin' up funky ass shit
Nearly single day

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

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

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

And I'll be rollin' down the street, indo
Sippin' on gin and laid back
(With my mind on my 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
Everybody got they cups but they ain't in
Ya know type 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 cultivatin' that's been captivatin' me
But who hears, the words I
As I take me a drink to the middle of the

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

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

Later on day my homey Dr. Dre
He came by 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 some bitches from the city of

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

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

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

(Beeoch wo wo wo)
Rollin' down the street, smokin'
Sippin' on gin and