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 here
And I'm out in a morn', dawg Glock two around here
chu move around here, and you know 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 forever
Put in game here, make change down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw down here, yeah

And I done made my way, here
And them hoes know, I twist them like round here
Been made down here, blow hay round
Ask around, them niggaz I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I aired down there
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 wit no fears

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

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

I roll wit straight killers, niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is business
be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover
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 on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the 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 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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here
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
killers tote pistols, like 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 drops like the song round

Hey, it ain't safe for the walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell what we if you ain't know 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 down here
24's make them dubs, look like 10 here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters here

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

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