Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be now niggaz
(Round here, here)
We know you 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 keep my around here
My niggaz act a fool around here,
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we bang
Put in game down here, make change down
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw down here, yeah

And I done made my way, round
And hoes know, I twist them like haze round here
Been made down here, blow hay here
Ask around, niggaz know I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I done down there
But the was bigger, I pump the lead round here
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 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 ridin' clean, on them things round
Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

hot as hell, but it snows down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' 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 nickels to birds, you can get it and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them niggaz
You can buy it, from the down here
You know who 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 wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly 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 suckin' and fuckin' all year down
They be heavy on the pill, down
Got mo' that what the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here
It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here
and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
Them niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on down
So dope boy, keep ya drops like the song 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 thang, will get ya back blown round here
The gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down
24's make them dubs, look 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers here
Money, hoes, cars, is all that matters down here

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

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