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Firehouse - Gin & Juice lyrics
[Daz Dillinger]
 Yeah, Death Row
 Dogg Pound, Snoop Dogg
 Right back in they ass with the remix
 Like that! We gotta hit 'em hard
 And we gon' hit 'em like this
 Pure gangsta shit!
 Modefied, Purefied, nigga
 Check it out!
 [Snoop Dogg]
 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 (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 bitches 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
 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 motherfuckers bounce to this
 Chorus:
 Just rollin'! (I'm on a mission on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Homies get cought up, doin' time)
 Just rollin'! (What?) (laid back)
 Just rollin'! (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 Just rollin'! (I'm on a mission on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Can't get cought up and do time)
 Just rollin'! (Laid back)
 Just rollin'! (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 [Snoop Dogg]
 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 time
 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 bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
 She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)
 Eighty 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
 (Ha ha) feel the breeze
 beeeitch, I'm just
 Chorus:
 Just rollin'! (I'm on a mission on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Can't get cought up and do time)
 Just rollin'! (What?) (laid back)
 Just rollin'! (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 Just rollin'! (Me and my dawg mashin' on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Can't get cought up and do time)
 Just rollin'! (Laid back)Firehouse - Gin & Juice - http://motolyrics.com/firehouse/gin-and-juice-lyrics.html
 Just rollin'! (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 (Hah.. ha!)
 [Snoop Dogg]
 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
 Shit, this ain't no joke
 I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
 Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
 But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
 Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
 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
 Chorus:
 Just rollin'! (On a mission on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Can't get cought up and do time)
 Just rollin'! (Laid back)
 Just rollin'! (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 Just rollin'! (I'm on a mission on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Can't get cought up and do time)
 Just rollin'! (What?) (laid back)
 Just rollin'! (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 Just rollin'! (On a mission and on the grind)
 Just rollin'! (Out for quarter, nickels and dimes)
 I'm just rollin' (Beeotch)
 (With my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 Yeah, this what I'm sayin'
 Huh (Beeotch)
 (With my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
 [Ol' G Henny Loc]
 Yo, again!
 Back up in this muthafucka is Ol' G Henny Loc (what up?)
 Tellin' you what's really goin' on, (check)
 With the big (check) baby of 'em all, Snoop Doggy Dogg (show ya right)
 Back up in ya muthafuckas
 Flipp floppin' hoes like ?Fab Jacks?
 What many fuckas remain to be, clockin' them dollas
 So recognize game as the D-O-double-G, dips with the Gin & Juice
 Ya trick ass, bitches!! (ha ha)
 [Daz Dillinger]
 Yeah, just bounce to this
 Snoop ounce to this
 All my homies just bounce to this
 Eastside just bounce to this
 Westside, bounce to this
 Nothside, bounce to this
 Southside, bounce to this
 Japan, bounce to this
 U.K., bounce to this
 Niggas from Aklohoma, bounce to this
 Niggas from Texas, bounce to this
 Niggas in Atlanta, bounce to this
 Niggas in New York, bounce to this
 Niggas in New York they bounce to this
 Niggas in New York they bounce to this, check!








