Luyện nghe bài hát A Dope Beat

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

Y'all me, the g from the 213
Lbc, regulatin, skatin' on all dayton's
Bankin' back on singles
the henney's 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 gravy
Ain't nuttin' changed, me and still the same
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 made it for the g-funk fans
Now after that, they hit the top when the dropped
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 beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy warren g(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a beat
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 everywhere I chill
Kick back, I spit facts, and our tracks
Drank gin the twinz, see a bitch I mack
'cause if I ain't in the studio, I'm deep in the
Anyway gettin' paid like should
Dre teachin' me to work a beat, now I'm
And I been platinum, now my album slangin' (I wanna)
Hangin' 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 roll and flow and be the shows
With the g-funk family a grammy
You can't see what I see, and don't me

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

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

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