Gin And Juice #2 Lyrics

Gin And Juice #2 lyrics

Ahh-haaa
Get your motherfuckin' glass, cus it's a blast from the past
You
didn't 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)

I'm 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
ain't 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 ain't 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
don't spill, that's real

[Chorus]
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 (2X)

Now trip
dis', I'm 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 ain't no need for you to be wastin' my
time
See I picked you up, now I'm 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 ain't no thing, cus she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to
take a puff, I said "Look here bitch you've 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

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 ass
dangle
Nigga you know I'm know for havin' that big ass 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
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]