Luyện nghe bài hát Round And Round

I take hits, Pull it the Chamber,
I hold it in, My are in Danger,
It tastes good, I can't the Flavor,
But to the buds, We no Stranger,
the chamber it's hella Cloudy,
I smoke flavor don't Doubt me,
County to Southern Cali,
Pass the mic Richter bout to Rally,

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

I know what happened 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 Richter gonna 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 fuckin' with my brain,

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

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

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

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

Three later Richter's out on leave,
You know D-Loc picked me up with bomb ass weed,
Indeed we high,
feel the vibes,
in the back,
Plenty for the phillies,
Head to Bobby B's the purple lookin' pretty,
I'm sittin' shot gun hot through the city,
I'm feelin' shitty, nitty got me greedy,
It's a pity, I'm fine to incline,
of the herb is elevation of your mind,
Well rewind, 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 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,
Our Seeds In The Ground,
Saturate The Sound The World Goes Around,
A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
Round And 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 you dead out your socks,
Put shwag back in the bag and pretend that we forgot,
the mossy grounds to the hydroponic dock,
Seasons matter 'cause our bud come in flocks,
up the zong I'm about to pack a few rounds,
I at D-Loc and I gave him a pound,
You got no time for stress and no in the pipe,
Classic glass, ?? tight,
You like, I like, it right,
Took some then passed, D-Loc fell on his ass,
You with 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 tryin' to pack us your shwag,
While smokin' on the chronic you wished you had,
I to X Dad in the marijuana lab,

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 Round And 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 Planet And It Explode,
Round And It Goes,
And Pounds And We Smoke,
And Round And It Goes,
Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode.