Songtext Gin juice #2 Snoop Dogg

Gin juice #2

Ahh-haaa
Get your motherfuckin glass, cus its a blast from the past
You didnt think would touch it two times nigga
Gin and juice up in this bitch, yahhh
Some of that beats by the pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, cus we about to get fucked up in here
Yah (yah), straight up, uhmm (uhmm), yah (yah)

Im still smokin, driftin, swifta than a mothafucka
Twisted off a cup of that ole ignat juice
Heated in the seat cup fulla drank
Beatin up the block in the dark blue tank
Bullet proof vest on my chest for the cause
Diggin in my draws for dem muthafuckin laws
Harrassin a nigga, blastin a nigga
I aint seen shit, so why you askin nigga
To fucked up off that g-i and juice,
C-i get loose, nigga what chall wanna do
I got a crew, but I choose to roll solo
Especially on sundays dippin in my low-low
? ? ? spot for the glock, I aint fuckin with the hen dogg
So toss out the ? ? ?
Put my shit on three wheels for thrills
I hit a corner and make sure my drink dont spill, thats real

[chorus]
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin, ? ? ? , sittin on ds
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin, I keep my eyes on my enemies (2x)

Now trip dis, Im on interstate 10 fuckin with this creole
She said she knows nino, now stop me loc
Cup of that gin and juice, I blank a bitch out
Then turn the bitch out, look here
There aint no need for you to be wastin my time
See I picked you up, now Im gunna stick you up, and dick you up!
Give you what you need, then bring you back down to reality
With that california weed, she seemed trouble at first
And then it got worse, cus now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirt
Twerkin that shit while riddin up the highway
Doin it my way, hella highway, the fly way
Swervin in another lane, tryin to maintain
And baby girl steady takin dick to the brain
Now it aint no thing, cus she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to take a puff, I said look here bitch youve had
Enough

[chorus x2]

Somebody say, I wanna get fucked up
(say what, say what)
Come on, now
Everybody say, I wanna get fucked up
(what chew say, what chew say) yah

Im hopped by the ice cream shop, the cops saw me, stopped me, heard me
Weres serv-d, well serve me, since you got that big bad ass dangle
Nigga you know Im know for havin that big ass bank
Tryin to find all your dope, cus your a smoker
Ill find that indo weed even when Im on the east coast
Cus times gettin hard on the boulevard, but I refuse to loose ? !? !? !
Lil jimmys sent me something, I need to cop something
Got some (got some), I know you got some
Nigga stop frontin, get at your boy
Hook it up like master p (ughh)
Would it be a tragedy to fill me the best weed

[chorus x2]