Luyện nghe bài hát A Dope Beat

(chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a beat
Just holler at your boy warren g(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a beat
Just holler at your boy named g

Y'all know me, the g the 213
Lbc, regulatin, skatin' on all them
back on them singles
With the henney's and the
I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and skinny
I'm a ladies' man, and
Proper ice, livin' nice, as far as stands
Ain't nuttin' changed, me and snoop's still the
nate droppin' weight with the classic thang
Now I remember way back, at the set
Slip my brother, dre, snoopa tape it, put it in the
The party started bangin' and they shook hands
And it legitimate for the g-funk fans
Now after that, hit the top when the chronic dropped
187 on the motherfuckin' cop(I wanna)
It's still a g thang (with my), where we hang and
East side I die, or I rise to fame

(chorus x2)
I need a beat, a dope beat
Just at your boy named warren g(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a dope
Just holler at boy named warren g

I got my own style, I got my own pal
If you know now, then nigga, you better slow down
Spendin bills, wheels, people think I steal
Puttin' cameras in my grill everywhere I
back, I spit facts, and twist our tracks
Drank gin with the twinz, see a I mack
'cause if I ain't in the studio, I'm in the hood
gettin' paid like warren should
Dre me to work a beat, now I'm bangin'
And I been platinum, now my album slangin' (I wanna)
Hangin' with my g's (with my) the lbc
With the homies that I will put it down for me
Well known, my chrome, and I hold my own
But I'd rather roll and flow and be holdin' the
With the g-funk earnin' a grammy
You can't see what I see, and understand me

(chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a dope
Just holler at your boy named g(I wanna)
A beat(with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named g

I'm on my way to the studio, and thumpin
Scoop d from long beach got some from compton
Hit the eastside manages to see what's
Got some mgd, just for jackin
Its a hard knock life, ya jay-z featuring annie
No limit snoop, thats when the grammy
Hit the in the long gray and black caddy
on my great escapes through the alley
Damn I done grew up and things done
Just my head, trippin off the game
Its so much you gotta do to keep it real out
But ain't nothing guaranteed 'cause nothing goin' give

(chorus x3 to fade)
I need a dope beat, a beat
Just holler at your boy named g
A beat, a dope beat
holler at your boy named warren g