Lyrics Gin And Juice II - Snoop Dogg, Mystikal, Fiend

Gin And Juice II

Ahh-haaa
Get your motherf*ckin' glass, cus it’s a blast from the past
You didn’t think would touch it two times ni*ga
Gin and Juice up in this b*tch, 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 f*cked up in here
Yah (yah), Straight up, Uhmm (uhmm), Yah (yah)
I’m still smokin', driftin', swifta than a mothaf*cka
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 muthaf*ckin' laws
Harrassin' a nig*a, blastin' a nig*a
I ain’t seen sh*t, so why you askin' nig*a
To f*cked up off that G-I and juice,
C-I get loose, nig*a what chall wanna do
I got a crew, but I choose to roll solo
Especially on Sundays dippin' in my low-low
Convertable top, spot for the glock, I ain’t f*ckin' with the hen dogg
So toss out the soda pop
Put my sh*t on three wheels for thrills
I hit a corner and make sure my drink don’t spill, that’s real
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin', Sittin' on D’s
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin', Sittin' on D’s
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies
Now trip dis', I’m on Interstate 10 f*ckin' with this Creole
She said she knows NINO, now stop me loc
Cup of that Gin and Juice, I blank a b*tch out
Then turn the b*tch out, look here
There ain’t no need for you to be wastin' my time
See I picked you up, now I’m gunna stick you up, And d*ck 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 s*it 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 ain’t no thing, cus she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to take a puff, I said «Look here b*tch you’ve had enough»
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin', Sittin' on D’s
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin', Sittin' on D’s
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies
Somebody say, I wanna get f*cked up
(Say What, Say What)
Come on, Now
Everybody say, I wanna get f*cked up
(What Chew Say, What Chew Say) YAH
I’m hopped by the ice cream shop, The cops saw me, stopped me, heard me
Were’s Serv-D, well serve me, since you got that big bad a*s dangle
Nig*a you know I’m know for havin' that big a*s bank
Tryin' to find all your dope, cus your a smoker
I’ll find that indo weed even when I’m on the East Coast
Cus times gettin' hard on the boulevard, but I refuse to loose?
Lil' Jimmy’s sent me something, I need to cop something
Got Some (Got Some), I know you got some
Nig*a stop frontin', get at your boy
Hook it up like Master P (Ughh)
Would it be a tragedy to fill me the best weed