Gin And Juice II
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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Get your motherfuckin' glass, 'cause it's a blast from the past
You didn't think would touch it two times, nigga
Gin and Juice up in this bitch, yeah
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
You heard me? (Yeah) Straight up (yeah)

I'm still smokin', driftin', swifter than a mothafucka
Twisted off a cup of that 'ol 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
Dig in my draws for them muthafuckin' laws
Harrassin' a nigga, or blastin' a nigga
I ain't seen shit, so why you askin' a nigga?
I'm too fucked up off that G-I and juice
C-I get loose, nigga what y'all wanna do?
I got a crew, but I choose to roll solo
Especially on Sundays, dippin' in my low-low
Convertible top, spot for the Glock
I ain't fuckin' with the hen dog, so toss out the sauce hot
Put my shit 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' trees, 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' trees, sittin' on D's
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies

Now trip this, I'm on Interstate 10 fuckin' with this Creole
She said she know Nino, stop lyin' (know Nino)
Cup of that gin and juice, I blank a bitch out
Then turn the bitch out, look here
Ain't no need for you to be wastin' my time
See I picked you up, now I'ma stick you up and dick you up
And 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
'Cause now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirt
Twerkin' that shit while I'm ridin' up the highway
Doin' it my way, the hella highway, the fly way
Swervin' in another lane, tryin' to maintain
And baby girl steady takin' dick to the brain
Left no stain 'cause she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to take a puff
I said "look here bitch you done had enough"

Rollin down the street with heat
Drankin' trees, sittin' on D's
Top pulled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies

Rollin down the street with heat
Drankin' trees, sittin' on D's
Top pulled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies (check this out)

Somebody say, I wanna get fucked up (say what? Say what?)
Come on, now everybody say
I wanna get fucked up (what you say? What you say?)

I popped by the ice cream shop top cop somethin', pop somethin'
Ya heard me? Where's Serv-B? Nigga, well serve me
Since you got that big bad ass dangle
Nigga, you know I'm known for havin' that big ass bank
Tryin' to buy all your dope 'cause I'm a smoker
I'll find that indo weed even when I'm on the East Coast
'Cause times gettin' hard on the boulevard
But I refuse to lose and buy a zip of that backyard (hell no)
Lil' Jimmy sent me somethin', I need to cop somethin'
I know you got somethin', nigga stop frontin'
Get at your boy, hook me up like Master P
Or would it be a tragedy, ya feel me, the best weed nigga

Rollin down the street with heat
Drankin' trees, sittin' on D's
Top pulled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies

Rollin down the street with heat
Drankin' trees, sittin' on D's
Top pulled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies (beyotch)





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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Snoop Dogg's "Gin and Juice II" paint a scene of indulgence, recklessness, and a somewhat carefree attitude towards life. The opening lines encourage the audience to get their glasses and join in the fun, alluding to an experience that they will not want to miss. The exploration of themes such as drinking, smoking, and cruising around town whilst being equipped with firearms, announce an unapologetic hedonistic mindset that is prominent throughout the song. Snoop Dogg manoeuvres through life with arrogance, showing no care for society's norms or rules, perhaps since his circumstances have enabled him not to be held accountable for his actions.


He describes his experiences with police harassment, his disregard to their authority, and his refusal to co-operate with them. He chains together scenes of lascivious encounters, on a bed and inside a car. He paints a picture of being wealthy, flaunting his ability to afford the best quality drugs, and to party lavishly. Snoop Dogg seems to suggest that the essence of life is to enjoy it with no qualms, reinventing one's own rules and that maintaining a sober life isn't worth living.


Line by Line Meaning

Get your motherfuckin' glass, 'cause it's a blast from the past
Come on and pour yourself a drink, we're reminiscing about the old days


You didn't think would touch it two times, nigga
You didn't think we'd be drinking this again, did you?


Gin and Juice up in this bitch, yeah
We're drinking gin and juice, in case you didn't notice


Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
It's got that southern flavor that you'll love


Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
Get ready, it's gonna be a wild night


I'm still smokin', driftin', swifter than a mothafucka
I'm still smoking and feeling good, moving faster than anyone else


Twisted off a cup of that 'ol ignat juice
I'm feeling pretty messed up from that gin and juice


Heated in the seat, cup fulla drank
I'm feeling hot and I've got a cup full of alcohol


Beatin' up the block in the dark blue tank
I'm cruising around in a dark blue tank, turning heads


Bullet proof vest on my chest for the cause
I'm wearing a bulletproof vest, ready for anything that comes my way


Dig in my draws for them muthafuckin' laws
I'm reaching for my gun, ready to defend myself against the law


Harrassin' a nigga, or blastin' a nigga
The cops are either harassing me, or they're shooting at me


I ain't seen shit, so why you askin' a nigga?
I didn't see anything, so why are you bothering me about it?


I'm too fucked up off that G-I and juice
I'm way too messed up from that gin and juice


C-I get loose, nigga what y'all wanna do?
I'm feeling pretty wild and crazy, what do you guys want to do?


I got a crew, but I choose to roll solo
I have a crew, but I prefer to do things on my own


Especially on Sundays, dippin' in my low-low
Especially on Sundays, I like to drive my lowrider


Convertible top, spot for the Glock
My convertible has a spot for my gun


I ain't fuckin' with the hen dog, so toss out the sauce hot
I'm not drinking Hennessy, so throw out the hot sauce


Put my shit on three wheels, for thrills
I like to drive my lowrider on three wheels for fun


I hit a corner and make sure my drink don't spill, that's real
I make sure not to spill my drink while driving the lowrider, that's how real I am


Rollin down the street with heat
I'm driving down the street with my gun


Drankin' trees, sittin' on D's
I'm smoking weed and cruising in my lowrider


Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
The top of my car is down so I can feel the cool air


Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies
I'm never letting my guard down, I'm always watching out for my enemies


Now trip this, I'm on Interstate 10 fuckin' with this Creole
Let me tell you a story, I'm on Interstate 10 messing around with this Creole girl


She said she know Nino, stop lyin' (know Nino)
She claimed to know Nino, but I don't believe her


Cup of that gin and juice, I blank a bitch out
I drank some gin and juice and got so messed up I blacked out


Then turn the bitch out, look here
Then I took advantage of her, listen up


Ain't no need for you to be wastin' my time
Stop wasting my time


See I picked you up, now I'ma stick you up and dick you up
I gave you a ride, now I'm going to rob you and have sex with you


And give you what you need, then bring you back down to reality
I'll give you what you want, then bring you back to reality


With that California weed, she seemed trouble at first
I gave her some California weed, and she seemed wary at first


And then it got worse
But then things got even crazier


'Cause now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirt
Now I'm touching her while she's wearing a short skirt


Twerkin' that shit while I'm ridin' up the highway
She's dancing while I'm driving on the highway


Doin' it my way, the hella highway, the fly way
I'm doing things my way, on the highway, flying high


Swervin' in another lane, tryin' to maintain
I'm swerving into another lane, trying to keep it together


And baby girl steady takin' dick to the brain
And she's just going along with everything, not thinking clearly


Left no stain 'cause she swallowed it up
There's no evidence left behind because she swallowed it


Then she wanted to take a puff
Then she wanted to smoke some weed


I said "look here bitch you done had enough"
I told her she's had enough and to stop asking


Somebody say, I wanna get fucked up (say what? Say what?)
Someone said they want to get really messed up (what did you say?)


Come on, now everybody say
Come on, everyone join in and say it


I wanna get fucked up (what you say? What you say?)
I want to get really messed up (what did you say?)


I popped by the ice cream shop top cop somethin', pop somethin'
I stopped by the ice cream shop to buy drugs


Ya heard me? Where's Serv-B? Nigga, well serve me
Did you hear me? Where's Serv-B? Go get me some drugs


Since you got that big bad ass dangle
Since you have a lot of drugs


Nigga, you know I'm known for havin' that big ass bank
You know I have a lot of money


Tryin' to buy all your dope 'cause I'm a smoker
I'm trying to buy all your drugs because I like to smoke


I'll find that indo weed even when I'm on the East Coast
I'll find that good weed even when I'm far away from home


'Cause times gettin' hard on the boulevard
Because times are tough out here


But I refuse to lose and buy a zip of that backyard (hell no)
I won't settle for low-quality weed, no way


Lil' Jimmy sent me somethin', I need to cop somethin'
My friend Lil' Jimmy gave me some drugs, and I need to buy more


I know you got somethin', nigga stop frontin'
I know you have drugs, stop pretending you don't


Get at your boy, hook me up like Master P
Help me out, like Master P


Or would it be a tragedy, ya feel me, the best weed nigga
Or would it be a tragedy if you can't help me find the best weed?




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Carlos Stephens, S. Washington, Mark Adams, R. Turner, David Webster

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Carol White

Gotta love the old school.  DAMN I love Snoop <3

prettygirlswagg prettygirlswagga

I love me some Snoop D O Double G💘💘

Dollar Sign H to the O 2 Dubbs

Classic shit!!! 🔥🔥🔥

Timothy Foreman

never slippin i keep my eyes on my enemies

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Rs

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Kaos The Rapper

I don't fucking care what anyone says, snoop and no limit together made some absolutely bangers.

Ronaldo Soares

Essa é monstra

oliverrando

i dont know this version like sounds kinda better than the first even though the first is a classic

michael capers

@Fabricio Escobar lll

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