Snoop Dogg – Gin And Juice (Live) Lyrics

Gin And Juice (Live)

Snoop Dogg

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"Gin And Juice (Live)." - Snoop Dogg

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 08:10 am

Album: Tupac: Live At the House of Blues

Track No: 24

Yeah, bend over
Yeah, ha ha, bend over
Ooh, yeah, bend over
Bend over, bend over
Just rollin'
Come on, just rollin'
Just rollin'
Just rollin'
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little something for the G's
And make a few ends as I breeze through
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 leavin' till six in the morning
So what 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
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Rollin' (Sing that shit)
Just rollin' (Sing that shit)
Just rollin' yeah, laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Just rollin'
I'm just rollin'
I'm just rollin', laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Now that I got me some Seagrams 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 but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listening to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens to to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin' this bitch named Sadie
She used to be my little **** lady
80 degrees when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's cause you gets none of these
At ease (Bow-wow-wow)
As I mob with The Dogg Pound
Feel the breeze 'cause you know I'm just
(Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice)
Laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind (I'm just rollin')
(Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice) Rollin', rollin'
Rollin'
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Check this, later on that day
My homie Dr. Dre 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 stoppin', I'm still poppin'
And Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
'Cause when I get through, I gots to hit the dope spot
Don't get upset 'cause I fuck with the ho
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door
And I'll be
Rollin', I'm just rollin' (Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice)
I'm just rollin'
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Just rollin', we just rollin' (Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice)
I'm just rollin'
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Let me hear you say Death Row (Death Row)
Say Death Row (Death Row)
Say Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound)
Say Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound)
Say Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Say Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Say Gin and Juice (Gin and Juice)
Say Gin and Juice (Gin and Juice)
Yeah
No, ain't nobody can stop
No, ain't nobody can stop
Come on, ain't nobody can stop
Yeah, say your body can't stop
Yeah, say nobody can stop
Party

Writer(s): Raymond Turner, Steve Arrington, Mark Adams, Daniel Webster, Stephen Washington, Rick Finch, Harry Wayne Casey, Calvin Broadus & Andre Romell Young.

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