Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

Uh yeah
Yeah yeah
Know what it like
(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 round
And I'm out eight in a morn', dawg Glock two around
chu move around 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 game down here, change down here
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 round here
Been made here, blow hay round here
Ask around, them niggaz I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I done aired down
But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead 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, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,

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

hot as hell, but it snows down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 here
This is the season for the zoe's here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
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 cops here
You know who it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, round here
why every summer, bitches be missin' round here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best them my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is strickly
I'll be forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they don't down here
They be and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, down
Got mo' than what the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here
It get hotter then the body, get the idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young tote pistols, like they grown down here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya drops like the song round

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round
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 round here
Get a hole in ya dome, ya rims down here
24's make them dubs, look 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all 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,

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