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 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 I keep 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 down here, make down here
'Coz I serve fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I done made my way, round
And them hoes know, I twist them 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 round here
here, and I'm still in my Nike Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no

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

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

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

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug
And if they ridin' wit me, best them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but 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 and fuckin' all year down here
They be on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

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

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

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

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

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