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Gin and Juice (Rare Cover)
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This is my Revision of a Hip-Hop classic, by none other than Snoop my boy Dogg - this is my Folk-Rock Salute to you!!!! Blaze 2 thjS!!
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Acoustic folk rock. Outlaw Son AKA Timothy S. Epperhart writes plays sings and performs all his own songs, including covers.
Timothy S. Epperhart There are a lot of things that I'm interested in beyond being a musician, a poet or even a crazy person. Sometimes I might spout rhetoric just to see if you'll feed into it. I do that to my folks in real life too. To be honest I would like to post every song I've written with pictures and complete lyrics as I have worked on songwriting these past 10 + years. That work be a definite plus for my fans who have followed my music career. With life and music comes change. I keep an open mind to the world around me usually. I'm by no means so stuck on myself I can't or won't listen to other styles of music. My favorite format and style is probably "Acoustic Rock" - independently driven of course. Independent makes it possible to bloom into something much more than just a has-been on FM radio. I know it might seem a little overwhelming for most folks who get online to search for a song they may like to find a 29 year old man with almost 250 songs available for download. Some people may even be discouraged when they see my list of songs to even listen to one. Then again, some people have told me "Yeah you hear one you hear them all" - and I can completely understand this as I am always going to be me regardless. Anyways so yeah - I've been recording and writing songs for a long time now. That's not to say I actually draw a crowd or whatever when I play out. I really don't. In fact, I hardly ever let the public know that I play out when I do. I've always been this way. I see myself as a recording artist before a performer, performance wise I get all fucked up when I go out in public, I get to drinking. I forget the words to my own songs, because I have so many. It used to be like I could go out and feel good about playing my 5 favorite songs. Now it's like I get on stage and I'm thinking about what I'm going to play and end up just jamming some shit on drop d. There used to be places that I'd love to play who used to actually pay me 100.00 a night to get onstage for a couple hours and just go nuts. I fucking loved playing that bar because they never bullshitted me on my money at the end of the night. The regulars liked me because I used to go in every other day to get drunk, play some pool and hang out, but of course this was back when I was single. Don't get me wrong, I love my fiancee and we usually have a wonderful time, but I never get to get out and play my songs. Even if I did - I'm usually stuck on what I want to play over what I need to I guess.
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic Cover Songs
Charts
#346 in subgenre Peak #17
Author
Snoop Doggy Dogg/Timothy S. Epperhart
Rights
Snoop Doggy Dogg
Uploaded
May 01, 2013
Track Files
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MP3 5.2 MB 192 kbps 3:49
Story behind the song
Just sm0ke mutherfucca904z in the building!!!
Lyrics
[Verse One: Snoop] With so much drama in the L-B-C It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass sh** like every single day May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah) and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin cause my momma ain't home I got b*** es in the living room gettin it on and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin) So what you wanna do, sheeeit 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 gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up, h*** down, while you motherf*** ers bounce to this [Chorus: repeat 2X] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind) [Verse Two:] Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this types of sh** , happens all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin 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*** named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that b*** ) Eighty degrees, when I tell that b*** 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 beeeitch, I'm just [Chorus] [Verse Three:]
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