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
Keep up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, kick a something for the G's
and, make a few while I breeze, to
Two in the mornin and the party's still
cause my momma home
I got the in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So you gonna do,
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my do too
So turn out the lights and close the
But (but what) we love them hoes,
So we gonna an ounce to this
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
Everybodys got cups, but they ain't chipped in
now these of things, happen all the time
You got to get yours, but fool I get mine
Everything is fine you listenin to the D-O-G
got the cultivating music that be me
When you listen, to the words I speak
As I take me a drink to the of the street
And get a mackin to this named Sadie
She to be the homeboy's lady (oh, that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that chick
In a dog pound, the breeze.

[Verse

on that day
My homey dr. dre came with a gang of tanqueray
And a fat ass g, of some bubonic chronic made me choke
Shit, ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup
around and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
But it no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches the city of compton
To me, not with a cherry on top
Cause I bust my nut, I ain't raisin' the blood off the cut
Don't get upset girl, that's how it goes
I love 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 money on my
Rollin down the street, indo, sippin on gin and juice
[with my mind on my and my money on my mind]