Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

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

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

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

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

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on them things 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 down
This is the season for the round here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low here
From nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many out there, snitchin' round here
That's why every summer, be missin' round here

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here
It get hotter then the body, get the wrong
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's on chrome down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
Them young similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on down
So dope boy, keep ya like the song round here

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

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

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