Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

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

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

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down
This is the for the zoe's round here
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 talkin' too much, be for certain, them niggaz
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' round

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

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

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

Hey, it safe for the faker walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't 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, like 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round
Money, hoes, cars, is all that matters down here

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

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