Luyện nghe bài hát A Dope Beat

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

Y'all me, the g from the 213
Lbc, regulatin, on all them dayton's
Bankin' on them singles
the henney's and the jimmy's
Like I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and
I'm a ladies' man, and
Proper ice, nice, as far as gravy 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 party bangin' and they both shook hands
And it legitimate for the g-funk fans
Now that, they hit the top when the chronic dropped
Remember 187 on the cop(I wanna)
It's still a g thang (with my), where we and claim
East 'til I die, or I rise to fame

(chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a dope
Just holler at boy named warren g(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a beat
Just holler at your boy 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' in my grill everywhere I chill
back, I spit facts, and twist 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 warren
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 will put it down 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 I see, and don't understand me

(chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a dope
holler at your boy named warren 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 heat from compton
Hit the eastside manages to see what's
Got some mgd, just watching for
Its a hard knock life, ya heard jay-z annie
No limit snoop, thats when the grammy
Hit the in the long gray and black caddy
Reminiscing on my great escapes through the
Damn I done grew up and done changed
shakin my head, trippin off the game
Its so much you gotta do to keep it out here
But ain't nothing guaranteed 'cause nothing goin' give

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