Luyện nghe bài hát This D. J.

Intro/chorus: g

It's kind of when 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
that this d.j. be warren g

Verse one: g

Can I get in where I fit in? sit in, (uh-huh)
Let me conversate better yet
the spot with my knot, may fade
Cause I don't to dream about gettin paid
I played through the halls, of c-i-s
With snoop dogg's big brother, him dirty left
Rack em up em up stack em up against the gate
The tryin ta catch 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 gate and I on my schwinn
And I tell the homies, "aight then,"

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Verse warren g

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

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o.g.l.b.

Yeah, dis out, this is I'm o.g.l.b.
Knowhati'msayin? I'm on my o.g. warren g
And he droppin this to let you bg's know
happen, y'all got to recognize
Cause this is y'know a long thang
21st street, but this out
G go out there, yaknowhati'msayin?
And that shit y'now? yeah

2x

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