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 now niggaz
(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', Glock two around here
What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool around
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 fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I made my way, round here
And them hoes know, I twist them like haze here
Been made down here, hay round here
Ask around, niggaz know I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I aired down there
But the streets was bigger, I pump the round here
Round here, and I'm in my Nike Air's
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, here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

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,

It's hot as hell, but it snows down
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down
This is the season for the round 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, from the cops down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
That's why summer, bitches be missin' round here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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