Luyện nghe bài hát This D. J.

Intro/chorus: g

It's kind of easy you're listening to the g-dub sound
speakers bumpin as I smoke on a pound
I got the sound fo yo' ass and it's to see
*singing* this d.j. be warren g

Verse warren g

Can I get in I fit in? sit in, listen (uh-huh)
Let me better yet regulate
the spot with my knot, may fade
Cause I like to dream about gettin paid
I ball through the halls, of c-i-s
snoop dogg's big brother, call him dirty left
Rack em up crack em up stack em up against the
The homies tryin ta catch me but cain't, wait
Damn, the street just came on!
And my momma's in the streets me to come home
I hit the and I hops on my schwinn
And I tell the homies, "aight then,"

2x

Verse two: g

Verse two, (uh-huh), now the fuck I do?
Catch the bus to cal state, or chill with the voltron
And make a few on the side
Here comes a baby blue van, time to
So I in the van with my nigga tick
And poppa back then, that was my click
We to santa anna
And we plan-on, hellafied mount of money (hell yeah)
And I did for extra fees
Was niggaz after work playin get like me
I was years old, havin a sack
Just a motherfucker eatin valupaks
dice in the corners of the public schools
And I used to gangbang, but now a g thang
And I still know how to make ends
You don't me, go ask the twinz motherfucker

2x

o.g.l.b.

Yeah, dis out, this is I'm o.g.l.b.
I'm on my little o.g. warren g
And he just droppin this to let you bg's
happen, y'all got to recognize
Cause this is y'know a long beach
street, but check this out
G gonna go out there,
And handle shit y'now? yeah

2x

(hey greg, I hope you was that shit!)