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

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

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows down
You get a box of for no mo' then 24 down here
is the season for the zoe's round here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low here
From nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and
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 every summer, be missin' round here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
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, they don't care down
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year here
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 here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

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

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

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