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2pac - gin and juice (live 1996) lyrics

[spoken word intro]
it’s about that time
check it out

[song intro]
yeah, bend over
yeah, yeah, bend over
yeah, yeah, bend over
bend over
just rollin’ (c’mon)
just rollin’ (ayy what you do?)
just rollin’ (ayy n-gga, what you do?)
just rollin’ (what’s up snoop?)

[verse 1: snoop dogg]
with so much drama in the l-b-c
it’s kind of hard bein’ snoop d-o-double-g
but i, somehow, some way
keep comin’ up with funky–ss sh-t, like, every single day
may i kick a little something for the g’s
and make a few ends as i breach through?
two in the mornin’ and the party’s still jumpin’
‘cause my momma ain’t home
i got b-tches in the livin’ room gettin’ it on
and they ain’t leavin’ till six in the mornin’
so what you wanna do?
sh-t, 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 gon’ smoke a ounce to this (sing that sh-t!)
g’s up, hoes down, while you motherf-ckers bounce to this

[chorus]
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
laid back, with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind

just rollin’!
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
laid back, with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind

[verse 2: snoop dogg]
now that i got me some seagram’s gin
everybody got they cups, but they ain’t chipped in
now this type of sh-t happens all the time
you got to 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 the words that i speak
as i take me a drink to the middle of the street
and get to mackin’ to this b-tch named sadie (sadie?)
she used to be my little n-gga’s lady (oh, that b-tch)
80 degrees, when i tell that b-tch please
raise up off these n-u-t’s, ‘cause you gets none of these
at ease, as i mob with the dogg pound
feel the breeze, because i’m just…

[chorus]
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
laid back, with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind

just rollin’!
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
laid back, with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind

[verse 3: snoop dogg]
later on that day, my homie dr. dre
came through with a gang of tanqueray
and a fat -ss j of some bubonic chronic
that made me choke, sh-t, this ain’t no joke
i had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
tanqueray and chronic, yeah, i’m f-cked up now
but it ain’t no stoppin’, ’cause i’m still poppin’
dre got some b-tches from the city of compton
to serve me, not with a cherry on top
‘cause when i get through, i gotta hit the dope spot
don’t get upset, girl, that’s just how it goes
i don’t love you, hoes, i’m out the door, and i’ll be

[chorus]
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
laid back, with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind

just rollin’!
just rollin’!
just rollin’!
with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind

[bridge 1: snoop dogg & (audience)]
lemme 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

[bridge 2: 2pac & (snoop dogg)]
nothin’ but a gangsta
not-nothin’ but a gansta (say what, say what)
not-not-nothin’ but a gansta (say what, say what)
not-not-nothin’ but a gansta (all of y’all)
not-not-nothin’ but a gansta
not-not-nothin’ but a gansta (baby!)
not-not-nothin’ but a gansta
not-not-nothin’ but a gansta (party!)

[outro: 2pac & (snoop dogg)]
yo, we represent to y’all to the fullest
y’all know we be representin’ for y’all
we bringin’ it to another level
n-gga shot me five times
i came outta jail and sold five million
n-ggas can’t f-ck with us
that fat f-ck only sold two million
he had half of new york rappin’ on that sh-t
i f-cked his b-tch and sold five million
that’s death row style, west side
that’s how we do it, you know the playas is on the west side
that peace sh-t, i ain’t even tryna make peace, f-ck ’em all
the playas are on this side
that n-gga tried to play that gangsta sh-t but we m-o-b for motherf-ckin’ real
fat motherf-cker biggie came into the game, tryna cross a n-gga
then they gonna make a song called “la, la”
them n-ggas don’t know, they gang bang in la, they love fighting
(k!llin’ and shootin’)
stupid f-cks (sons of b-tches)
that’s why we drop it like we drop it
so don’t think a n-gga be trippin’
we just be tryna represent it for y’all to the fullest
when they say something to us, we wanna make sure we mash they -ss
like we did to biggie, see that n-gga quiet as a f-ckin’ church mouse
dropped, hit him up, that n-gga quiet as f-ck
he ain’t got sh-t to say
his wife pregnant, that n-gga waitin’ like an expecting father
not knowing who the baby is (ha, ha, ha)
the world don’t know i use the rubber so it ain’t mine
tell you straight
i didn’t wanna f-ck that fat b-tch no way (just out of spite)
but you know, that’s the secret to war
he my enemy, so she looked a’ight
then they tried to put my n-gga on a case for murder and just lock his -ss down forever
like it was k!ll-a-n-gga season
snoop freaked they -ss though, got out not guilty
we gonna drop his sh-t in a couple of months
snoop runnin’ for president, he representin’ the gangsta out here
so make some noise for snoop, definitely runnin’ for president
(the gangsta party)

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