Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

Uh yeah
yeah yeah
Know it sound like
(It's the Roc nigga)

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be scared now
(Round here, here)
We you scared now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

I let you know, how I do it here
And I'm out eight in a morn', dawg two around here
What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool around
My niggaz act a fool around here,
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we forever
Put in game down here, make change down
'Coz I serve them fiends, raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I done my way, round here
And hoes know, I twist them like haze round here
Been down here, blow hay round here
Ask around, niggaz know I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I done aired there
But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead round
Round here, and I'm in my Nike Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

here, yeah, round here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,

hot as hell, but it snows down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 here
This is the season for the zoe's round
If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here
From nickels to birds, you can get it and served
For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin'
You can buy it, from the cops here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' here

I roll wit killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they don't care down
They be suckin' and fuckin' all down here
be heavy on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal down

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things round
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on them round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,

Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, here
It get hotter then the body, get the wrong
It's Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome down here
and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on here
So dope boy, keep ya drops like the song round

Hey, it safe for the faker walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell we know if you ain't know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone round
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya down here
24's make them dubs, look like 10 here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters here

here, yeah, round here, yeah
Yeah, we 'ridin clean, on things round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We clean, on them things round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah