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 eight in a morn', dawg two around here
What chu move 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 down here, make change down
I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

Round here, yeah, round here,
We clean, on them things round here
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' then 24 down
This is the for the zoe's round here
If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here
From to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, the cops down here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip round
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 them my
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover
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
be heavy on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

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

Oh yeah, I you prolly never known, round here
It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here
Brawls and ballin', all that's goin' on round here
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 boy, keep ya drops like the song round here

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

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

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