Gin and Juice by Snoopy Doggy Dog Covered by "The Gourds" Tabbed out by Emil (tabs@redmedia.com) Phish never actually played this song. Somewhere along the line, some jerk decided to mislabel the MP3 he got and it got passed around like that. Phish.net has a page dedicated to the mishap at http://www.phish.net/PhishFAQ/sginandjuice.html . They say (and I quote): This song is not by the Vermont band Phish. It was originally done by Dr. Dre, Snoop, and a NYC hip-hop artist named Phish, and has been covered by a bluegrass band from Texas called the Gourds. The latter circulates on MP3, and is sometimes incorrectly labelled as by Phish. It ain't. The hip-hop artist Phish is also featured on backup vocals for Dre's "What's the Difference" (track 7 on Dr. Dre - 2001 - as remarkably unoriginal as Phish). Thanks to Roberlyn@aol.com, Mark Carroll (aplsauce8@hotmail.com), and Alex Esselstein (abe@abetss.com). -=-= But I've gotten tired of telling people this. And it's such a basic song to play that I figured I'd kill two birds with one stone by just writing this simplistic version out. I don't even know what key it's in, but it's a I- IV progression looped for the entire duration of the song. Examples of how to play I-IV progressions in various keys A - D D - G E--5---5---------------------- B--5---7-------7---8---------- G--6---7-------7---7---------- D--7---7-------7---9---------- A--7---5-------9---10--------- E--5-------------------------- So at this point, you need to do a little work and move one of those progressions up and down the neck of your guitar and figure out where it fits (aka "What key it's in"). Oh yeah, here are the words: 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 shit 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 bitches 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, hoes down, while you motherfuckers 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 shit, happens all the time You got to get yours before 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 bitch named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch) Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch 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: Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke Shit, this ain't no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll be Chorus Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
