Gin & Juice AOL Sessions E

Give it to me. Yeah, come on. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah. Little flashback down memory lane. Yeah, yeah, yeah. This is just a small introduction To the G Funk era. Every day of my life, I take a glimpse In the mirror. And I see motherfuckers tryna be Like me. Ever since I put it down with The D-R-E. With so much drama in the LBC, It's kinda hard being Snoop D-O-double-G. But I, somehow, some way, keep coming up with Funky-ass shit like every single day. Maybe I'll kick a little something for the G's And make a few ends as I breeze through. It's two in the morning and the party's still Jumping 'cause my mama ain't home. I got some bitches in the living room getting It on and they ain't leaving 'til six in The morning. So what you wanna do? Shit, I got a pocket full of rubbers and My homeboys do too. So turn off the lights and close the doors. But, but what? We don't love them hoes. Yeah, so we gon' smoke an ounce to this. G's up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to This. Rolling down street, smoking Just bounce to This. Smoking Nigga, smoke an ounce to this. Sipping on gin and Yeah, laid back. With my mind on my money and my money On my mind. rolling down Nigga, just bounce to This. Smoking indo. Nigga, smoke an ounce to this. Sipping on gin juice. Yeah, I'm so laid back. With my mind on my money and my, now My mack. I've got me some Seagram's gin. Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in. Now this type of shit, it happens all the Time. You gotta get yours, nigga, I gotta get Mine. Everything is fine when you're listening to The D-O-G. I got the cultivated music that be Captivating he who listens to what? To the words that I speak as I take Me a drink to the middle of the street Get to macking to this bitch named Sadie. Sadie. She used to be that nigga's lady. Oh, that bitch? It was eighty degrees when I Told that bitch, "Please raise up off these N-U-T's 'cause you get none of these at Eve's." Why, why, As I mob with the Dogg Pound, Feel the breeze, biatch. Rolling down the street, smoking indo, Sipping on gin and juice. I'm so laid back. With my mind on my money and my money On my mind. Just rolling down the street. Smoke an ounce to this. Smoking Nigga, just bounce to this. Sipping gin and juice. Laid back. Yeah, I got my mind on my money and My money on my mind. Now later on that day, my nigga Dr. Dre, he came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat-ass J of some bubonic chronic that Made me choke. Shit, this ain't no joke. I had to back up off of it, sit My cup down. Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm fucked up now. But it ain't no stopping 'cause I'm still popping. And Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton just to serve me, but not with a Cherry on top. 'Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raising up out the cot. Don't get upset, girl, that's just how it go. We don't love you hoes. We out the door. And I'll be rolling down The street, smoking indo, sipping on gin and juice. Laid back. With my mind on my money and My money on my mind. Rolling down the street. Smoking, smoking, sipping, drinking. Smoking sipping on gin and juice. Laid back. With my mind on my money and my money On my mind. Just rolling down the street, Smoking indo, sipping on gin and juice. Laid back. With my mind on my money and My money on my mind. Just rolling down the street, smoking indo, Sipping on gin and juice. Biatch. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. We just rolling, smoking. Snoopadelic, Snoop D-O-double-G. AOL sessions. Coming at you live on your TV screens, On your laptops, on your motherfucking hard drives. This how we doing it, y'all. It's live. It's Snoop D-O-motherfucking-double-G. Rolling down the street, smoking juice. And I'm rolling, rolling, rolling. And I'm smoking, smoking, smoking. Back. With my mind on my money and my Money on my mind. Biatch. Chur, chow.