Luyện nghe bài hát This D. J.

Intro/chorus: g

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

Verse one: g

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

2x

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 baby blue van, to ride
So I hops in the van my nigga tick
And poppa back then, that was my click
We groovin to anna
And we plan-on, makin hellafied mount of (hell yeah)
And what I did for extra
Was break niggaz work playin get like me
I was fourteen old, havin a sack
Just a young eatin valupaks
Shootin dice in the of the public schools
And I used to gangbang, but now it's a g
And I still know how to make those
You don't believe me, go ask the twinz

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 to let you bg's know
What's happen, got to recognize
Cause this is y'know a long thang
street, but check this out
G go out there, yaknowhati'msayin?
And handle that shit y'now?

2x

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