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
House
(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 around here, and you know I keep my tool around
My niggaz act a fool here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we bang
Put in down here, make change down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I done made my way, here
And them hoes know, I twist them like round here
made down here, blow hay round here
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay here
here, yeah, and I done aired 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 wit no fears

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down
This is the for the zoe's round here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
From nickels to birds, you can get it and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the cops here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip here
So many bitches out there, round here
why every summer, bitches be missin' round here

I roll wit straight killers, niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is strickly
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 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 ridin' clean, on things round here
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 blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah

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

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round
Hey, the hell we know if you ain't know round here
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, 'bout ya down here
24's make them dubs, like 10 down here
I'm it is, and the biz is for us rappers round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters down

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

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