Luyện nghe bài hát Round And Round

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

time busted as a young rap fiend,
Stealin' tapes from Music was the place of the scene,

I didn't know what so I peeped in the window,
I seen sittin' with a bunch of po-po's,

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

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

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

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

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

In a flash jack I jump from the bud hut,
To Richter's bus with the stuffed,

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

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

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

This the bomb knock you dead out your socks,
Put your back in the bag and pretend that we forgot,
From the mossy grounds to the dock,
Seasons don't matter 'cause our bud in flocks,
up the zong I'm about to pack 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 then passed, D-Loc on his ass,
You with the rolo, reverse to last,
Permission don't stop when we're for the green,
Because the green is the cream and the cream ya gleam,
You all up in our scene to pack us your shwag,
While smokin' on the chronic you wished you had,
I pass to X Dad in the lab,

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

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