Luyện nghe bài hát A Dope Beat

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

Y'all me, the g from the 213
Lbc, regulatin, on all them dayton's
back on them singles
With the and the jimmy's
Like I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and
I'm a man, mercedes and
Proper ice, livin' nice, as far as stands
Ain't nuttin' changed, me and still the same
Plus droppin' weight with the classic thang
Now I remember way back, at the set
Slip my brother, dre, snoopa it, put it in the deck
The started bangin' and they both shook hands
And made it for the g-funk fans
Now after that, they hit the top when the chronic
Remember 187 on the cop(I wanna)
It's still a g thang (with my), we hang and claim
East 'til I die, or I rise to fame

(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 at your boy named warren g

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

(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
holler at your boy named warren g

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

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