Lyrics:

[Intro Chorus: Warren G]It's kind of easy when you're listening to the G-Dub soundPioneer speakers bumpin as I smoke on a poundI got the sound fo yo' ass and it's easy to see[singing] That this D.J. be Warren G[Verse One: Warren G]Can I get in where I fit in? Sit in, listen (uh-huh)Let me conversate better yet RegulateShake the spot with my knot, may fadeCause I don't like to dream about gettin paidI played ball through the halls, of C-I-Swith Snoop Dogg's big brother, call him Dirty LeftRack em up crack em up stack em up against the gateThe homies tryin ta catch me but they cain't, waitDamn, the street lights just came on!And my momma's in the streets tellin me to come homeI hit the gate and I hops on my SchwinnAnd I tell the homies, 'Aight then,' yeah[Chorus 2X][Verse Two: Warren G]Verse two, (uh-huh), now what the fuck I do?Catch the bus to Cal State, or chill with the Voltron crewand make a few ends on the sideHere comes a baby blue van, time to rideSo I hops in the van with my nigga TickAnd Baby Poppa back then, that was my clickWe groovin to Santa Annaand we plan-on, makin hellafied mount of money (hell yeah)And what I did for extra feeswas break niggaz after work playin get like meI was fourteen years old, havin a sackJust a young motherfucker eatin ValuPaksShootin dice in the corners of the public schoolsAnd I used to gangbang, but now it's a G ThangAnd I still know how to make those endsYou don't believe me, go ask the Twinz motherfucker[Chorus 2X][Outro: O.G.L.B.]Yeah, check dis out, this is I'm O.G.L