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 da May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah) and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin cause my momma ain't home I got niggas in the living room gettin' it on and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin) So what you wanna do, sheeeit Snoop Dogg 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 gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you mother****ers bounce to thi 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) Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this types of shit, happens all the tim You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G I got the cultivating music that be captivating he who listens, to the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street and get to mackin to this b***h named Sadie (Sadie? She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that shit Eighty degrees, when I tell that b***h pleas Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these beeeitch, I'm just Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke ****, this ain't no jok I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed up no But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin Dre got b*****s from the city of Compto To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll be Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind) Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
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 da May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah) and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin cause my momma ain't home I got niggas in the living room gettin' it on and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin) So what you wanna do, sheeeit Snoop Dogg 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 gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you mother****ers bounce to thi 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) Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this types of shit, happens all the tim You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G I got the cultivating music that be captivating he who listens, to the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street and get to mackin to this b***h named Sadie (Sadie? She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that shit Eighty degrees, when I tell that b***h pleas Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these beeeitch, I'm just Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke ****, this ain't no jok I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed up no But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin Dre got b*****s from the city of Compto To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll be Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind) Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
A produção de “Gin & Juice” ficou a cargo de Dr. Dre, que incorporou um trecho da música “Watching You”, de Slave, no refrão da faixa.
O baixo da canção foi criado por Tony Green, enquanto o sample de “I Get Lifted”, de George McCrae, foi utilizado na produção.
O videoclipe oficial faz uma paródia do filme “Home Alone”, lançado em 1990, trazendo humor visual à música.
“Gin & Juice” foi indicada ao Grammy de Melhor Performance Solo de Rap na 37ª edição da premiação.
A canção alcançou a oitava posição na Billboard Hot 100 e recebeu certificação de ouro pela RIAA, vendendo 700 mil cópias.
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