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 now niggaz
(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', 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 bang
Put in game here, make change down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw down here, yeah

And I made my way, round here
And them hoes know, I twist them haze round here
Been made down here, hay round here
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay here
Down here, yeah, and I done down there
But the was bigger, I pump the lead 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, here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

here, yeah, round here, yeah
We clean, on them things 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' 24 down here
This is the season for the zoe's 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, niggaz workin'
You can buy it, the cops down here
You know who sweat it down here, 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, thug niggaz, and drug
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this is strickly business
be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they don't care here
They be and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal down

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

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

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

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' round here
Hey, the hell we know if you ain't know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown here
The gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
24's make 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

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

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