Chords for Snoop Dogg - Gin And Juice feat. Dat Nigga Daz

_ _ _ I'm serious people, [Fm] look at all these people.
Oh my [Ebm] god.
Hey baby, hey baby, [Fm] hey baby, get some bubble gum in this motherfucker's tummy.
[Ebm] _ _ _ [Fm] My nigga is loaded, all right.
Study [C] long, study well, nigga.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _
[Ebm] With _ _ _ [Fm] _ so much drama in [Ebm] the LBC, it's kinda hard being Snoop D-O-double [Fm] G.
But I, somehow, [Ebm] someway, keep coming up with foggy ass shit like [B] every [Fm] single day.
Mate, I [Ebm] kick a little something for [Gb] the G's and make a few [Fm] ooze as I breeze through.
[Ebm] Two in the morning and the party still jumping cause [Fm] my mama ain't home.
I got bitches in the living room [C] getting it on and they ain't eight till [Fm] six in the morning.
So what you want to [C] do?
Shit, I got a pocket full of ruffles in my [Fm] homeboy's suit.
So turn off the [C] lights and close the door.
But, but what?
We don't [Fm] let them home.
Yeah.
So we gon' smoke a [Ebm] ounce to that G's up, hoes down.
While you [Fm] motherfuckers bounce today.
Rolling down the [Ebm] street, smoking [Ab] in and out.
Sipping on [Fm] pen and pills.
[C] Laid back.
With my mom, throw my money and my [Fm] money on my mom.
Rolling down the [Ebm] street, smoking [Ab] in and out.
Sipping on [Fm] pen and pills.
[C] Laid back.
With my mom, throw my money and my money on my mom.
[Fm] Now, that, I got me some Serum's, [C] gin.
Everybody got they cups but they ain't chipped [Fm] in.
Now this type of shit happens all the [Ebm] time.
You gotta get yours, but fool, I gotta get [Fm] mine.
Everything is fine when you're listening to the [Ebm] D.O.G.
I got the cultivating music that be [Fm] captivating heat.
Who listens to the [Ebm] words that I speak?
As I take me a drink to the [Fm] middle of the street.
And get to macking to this bitch named [Ebm] Shay.
She used to be the homeboy's lady.
[Fm] Eighty degrees when I [C] tell that bitch please.
Raise up off these N.U..Cs, cause you [Fm] get none of these. At ease. [Ebm] As I mob with the dog pound, feel the breeze. [Fm] Rolling down the [Ebm] street. Smoking [Ab] in, down. Sipping on [Fm] pen and pills. [C] Laid back. With my mom, throw my money and my [Fm] money on my mom. Rolling down the [C] street. Smoking in, down. [Fm] Sipping on pen and pills. [C] Laid back. With my mom, throw my money and my [Fm] money on my mom. Later on that [Ebm] day, my homie Dr. Dre came through. With a [Fm] gang that time go right. And a fat ass J. [Ebm] Of some bubonic chronic that made me choke. Shit, [Fm] this ain't no joke. I had to back up off of it and [C] sit my cup down. Stingray and chronic, yeah I'm [Fm] fucked up now. But it ain't no stopping. [C] I'm still popping. Dre got some bitches from the [Fm] city of Compton to serve me. Not with a [Ebm] cherry on top. Cause when I bust my neck, I'm [Fm] raising the box to cot. Don't get upset girl, I [Ebm] just had goals. I don't love you hoes, I'm out the [Cm] door. And [Fm] I'll be. Rolling down the [Ebm] street. Smoking and down. [Fm] Sipping on pen and pills. [C] Laid back. With my mom, throw my money and my [Fm] money on my mom. Rolling down the [Ebm] street. Smoking [Ab] and down. Sipping on [Fm] pen and pills. [C] Laid back. With my mom, throw my money and my [Gb] money on my [Fm] mom. Rolling down the [Ebm] street. Smoking [Ab] and down. [Fm] Sipping on pen and pills. [C] Biiatch. With my mom, throw my [Gb] money and my money on my [Fm] mom. Rolling down the [Ebm] street, talking [Ab] wind and cow Sipping on [Fm] pen and pills, B [C].I.G. With my mind on my [Gb] money and my money on my [N] mind _ _