Luyện nghe bài hát This D. J.

Intro/chorus: g

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

one: warren g

Can I get in where I fit in? sit in, (uh-huh)
Let me conversate yet regulate
the spot with my knot, may fade
Cause I don't like to dream about gettin
I played through the halls, of c-i-s
With snoop dogg's big brother, him dirty left
Rack em up crack em up em up against the gate
The homies ta catch me but they cain't, wait
Damn, the street lights just on!
And my momma's in the streets me to come home
I hit the gate and I on my schwinn
And I the homies, "aight then," yeah

2x

Verse two: g

Verse two, (uh-huh), now the fuck I do?
Catch the bus to cal state, or chill with the crew
And make a few ends on the
Here a baby blue van, time to ride
So I hops in the van with my tick
And baby poppa back then, that was my
We groovin to anna
And we plan-on, makin hellafied mount of (hell yeah)
And what I did for fees
Was break niggaz work playin get like me
I was fourteen old, havin a sack
Just a young eatin valupaks
Shootin dice in the corners of the public
And I used to gangbang, but now it's a g
And I still know how to make those
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.
I'm on my little o.g. warren g
And he just droppin to let you bg's know
happen, y'all got to recognize
Cause this is y'know a beach thang
21st street, but this out
G go out there, yaknowhati'msayin?
And handle that shit y'now?

2x

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