Alexis Y Fido - Gin and juice

^A With so much drama in ^DL-B-C It's kinda ^Ahard bein Snoop D-^DO-double-G But I,^A I somehow, some ^Dway Keep comin up ^Afunky ass shit nearly ^Devery single day And, ^Acan I kick a little something, m^Dmm, for the G's and, ^Amake a few friends as I ^Dbreeze through Don't you know it's ^Atwo in the mornin' and our ^Dparty's still jumpin' ^A Cause my momma ain't ^Dho-ome I got ^Abitches in the living room ^Dgettin' it on and ^Athey ain't leavin' til ^Dsix in the mornin' so ^A what you wanna ^Ddo I got a ^Apocket full of rubbers and my ^Dhomeboys do too So ^Aturn off the lights and ^Dclose the doors But^A, but what, we don't ^Dlove them whores And we ^Agonna smoke a ounce to ^Dthat G's ^Aup, hoes down, while you ^Dmotherfuckers bounce to this

^ARollin' down the street, smokin' ^Dindo, sippin' on gin and ^Ajuice Laid back with my ^Dmind on my money and my money on my mind ^ARollin' down the street, smokin' ^Dindo, sippin' on gin and ^Ajuice Laid back with my ^Dmind on my money and my money on my mind, y'all

^A I got me some^D Seagram's gin Every^Abody got their cup, but they ^Dain't chipped in You know, this ^Atype of shit happens ^Dall the time You ^Agotta get yours before ^DI get mine Every^Athing is fine when you listenin' to the ^DD-O-G He's got the ^Acultivating music that be ^Dcaptivating me But, ^Aa who, who hears the ^Dwords that I speak As I ^Atake me a drink to the ^Dmiddle of the street I started ^Amackin' with this bitch named ^DSadie You know, she ^Aused to be the homeboy's ^Dlady Don't you know it's ^Aeighty degrees when I ^Dtell that bitch please Raise up off these ^AN-U-Ts cause you ^Dgets none of these, at ease ^A as I mob with the Dogg Pound, ^Dfeel the breeze ^ARollin' down the street, smokin' ^Dindo, sippin' on gin and ^Ajuice Laid back with my ^Dmind on my money and my money on my mind ^ARollin' down the street, smokin' ^Dindo, sippin' on gin and ^Ajuice Laid back with my ^Dmind on my money and my money on my mind, y'all

So ^ALater on that ^Dday ^A My homey Dr. ^DDre He came ^Aby with a gang of Tanque^Dray ^A And a fat ass ^DJ, of some ^Abubonic chronic, you know it ^Dmade me choke It ^Aain't no joke, I had to ^Dback up off it, ^ASet my cup of gin ^Ddown, Don't you know ^ATanqueray and chronic, well I'm ^Dfucked up now But ^Ait ain't stoppin', ^DI'm still poppin' Dr. ^ADre got some bitches from the ^Dcity of Compton To ^Aserve me, not with a ^Dcherry on top Cause when I ^Abust my nut, you know I'm ^Dragin to pop a cop But ^ADon't get upset girl, that's ^Djust how it goes I don't ^Alove you hoes, that's why I'm ^Dout the door

^ARollin' down the street, smokin' ^Dindo, sippin' on gin and ^Ajuice Laid back with my ^Dmind on my money and my money on my mind ^ARollin' down the street, smokin' ^Dindo, sippin' on gin and ^Ajuice Laid back with my ^Dmind on my money and my money on my mind, y'all