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 know you 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
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 game down here, make down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw down here, yeah

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

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

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

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 round here
If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here
From nickels to birds, you can get it 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 many 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, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they care down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all down here
They be on the pill, down here
Got mo' that what the motherfuckin' meal down here

here, yeah, round here, yeah
Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them round 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

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 down
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's on round here
Young killers tote pistols, like grown down here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on down
So dope boy, keep ya drops 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 blown round 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 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round
Money, hoes, cars, is all that matters down here

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

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