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 you scared now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

I let you know, how I do it here
And I'm out eight in a morn', dawg two around here
What chu move here, and you know I keep my tool around here
My niggaz act a around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we bang
Put in game down here, make down here
I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

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

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers
And if ridin' wit me, best believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly business
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 care here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year down
They be heavy on the pill, here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal here

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

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

Oh yeah, I you prolly 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 tote pistols, like they grown down here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on here
So boy, keep ya drops like 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 back blown here
The gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya 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 that down here

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

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