Luyện nghe bài hát Round And Round

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

time busted as a young rap fiend,
Stealin' tapes from Music Plus was the 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 found me,
No on my way to the county,

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

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

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

I said worry Loc I got the money buried stashed,
And I'm, always in a hurry He can be fast,

In a flash like jack I jump the bud hut,
To Richter's bus 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 Pounds And 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,
feel the vibes,
in the back,
Plenty for the phillies,
to Bobby B's where the purple lookin' pretty,
I'm sittin' gun hot boxin' through the city,
I'm shitty, nitty witty got me greedy,
a pity, I'm feelin' fine to incline,
Elevation of the herb is elevation of mind,
rewind, damn that's a dope ass track,
Well then that shit up, hold up let me get my sack,
Hey yo where's the glass, speed up we're passed,
I on the gas hold the wheel,
I my smoke, well goddammit Loc,
It's burnin' a hole, and my tire to blow,
I see a UFO, your me, Noooooo!

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

This bud's the knock you dead out your socks,
Put your shwag back in the bag and that we forgot,
From the grounds to the hydroponic dock,
Seasons don't matter our bud come in flocks,
Load up the zong I'm about to a few rounds,
I looked at D-Loc and I him a pound,
You got no for stress and no chronic in the pipe,
Classic glass, ?? tight,
You like, I like, it right,
some hits then passed, D-Loc fell 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 on the chronic that you wished you had,
I pass to X Dad in the lab,

We Do We Do,
Our Seeds In The Ground,
Saturate The While The World Goes 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,

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