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 easy to see
*singing* this d.j. be warren g

Verse one: g

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

2x

Verse warren 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 on the side
Here comes a blue van, time to ride
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 break niggaz after work playin get me
I was fourteen years old, a sack
Just a young eatin valupaks
Shootin 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.
Knowhati'msayin? I'm on my little o.g. g
And he just droppin this to let you bg's
What's happen, y'all got to
this is y'know a long beach thang
21st street, but this out
G gonna go out there,
And handle that shit yeah

2x

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