Luyện nghe bài hát This D. J.

Intro/chorus: g

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

Verse one: g

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

2x

Verse two: g

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

2x

o.g.l.b.

Yeah, check dis out, is I'm o.g.l.b.
Knowhati'msayin? I'm on my little o.g. g
And he just droppin to let you bg's know
What's happen, y'all got to
Cause is y'know a long beach thang
21st street, but check out
G gonna go out there,
And handle that shit y'now?

2x

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