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 round
And I'm out in a morn', dawg Glock two around here
What chu move around here, and you I keep my tool around here
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 fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

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

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

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, about 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 down here
They be and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal here

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 them things round
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah

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

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

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

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