Luyện nghe bài hát Round And Round

I hits, Pull it through the Chamber,
I it in, My lungs are in Danger,
It good, I can't deny the Flavor,
But to the buds, We no Stranger,
Check the chamber hella Cloudy,
I smoke flavor ever Doubt me,
County to Southern Cali,
Pass the mic Richter bout to Rally,

First time busted as a rap fiend,
tapes from Music Plus was the place of the scene,

I know what happened so I peeped in the window,
I Richter sittin' with a bunch of po-po's,

Yo system wonder how the fuck they found me,
No on my way to the county,

Now what's Richter do with no smokes for the ride?
Shit's gettin' deep, it's with my high,

my bike in the trunk, fuckin' scratchin' my frame,
Defaced my serial number, and they with my brain,

Just two blocks to go as I to the bud hut,
My boy's locked up, I'm what the fuck?!

I said don't Loc I got the money buried stashed,
And I'm, in a hurry He can be here fast,

In a flash like jack I jump the bud hut,
To bus with the engine stuffed,

We Do We Do,
Plant Our In The Ground,
Saturate The While The World Goes Around,
Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode,
Round And It Goes,
And And Pounds We Smoke,
And Round And It Goes,
A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,

Three days Richter's out on leave,
You know D-Loc picked me up with some ass weed,
Indeed we high,
feel the vibes,
in the back,
Plenty for the phillies,
to Bobby B's where the purple lookin' pretty,
I'm sittin' shot gun hot through the city,
I'm shitty, nitty witty got me greedy,
a pity, I'm feelin' fine to incline,
Elevation of the herb is of your mind,
Well rewind, damn a dope ass track,
Well then turn that shit up, up let me get my sack,
Hey yo where's the glass, up we're gettin' passed,
I stepped on the gas the wheel,
I dropped my smoke, goddammit Loc,
burnin' a hole, and my tire bout to blow,
I see a UFO, your me, Noooooo!

We Do We Do,
Plant Our In The Ground,
The Sound While The World Goes Around,
Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
And Round It Goes,
And Pounds And We Smoke,
And And Round It Goes,
Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode,

This bud's the bomb knock you out your socks,
Put your shwag back in the bag and that we forgot,
From the grounds to the hydroponic dock,
Seasons matter 'cause our bud come in flocks,
Load up the zong I'm about to a few rounds,
I looked at and I gave him a pound,
You got no for stress and no chronic in the pipe,
Classic glass, ?? tight,
You like, I like, it right,
Took some hits passed, D-Loc fell on his ass,
You fuckin' the rolo, reverse to last,
Permission don't when we're searching for the green,
Because the green is the cream and the make ya gleam,
You all up in our scene tryin' to us your shwag,
While smokin' on the chronic you wished you had,
I to X Dad in the marijuana lab,

We Do We Do,
Our Seeds In The Ground,
Saturate The While The World Goes Around,
Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode,
Round And It Goes,
And And Pounds We Smoke,
And Round And It Goes,
Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode,

We Do We Do,
Plant Our In The Ground,
Saturate The While The World Goes Around,
Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
Round And It Goes,
And And Pounds We Smoke,
And Round And It Goes,
A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode.