Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

Yeah man, talk New York
man, street fitted, damn
man

Round and round and round and round,
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,

And they say what comes goes around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it ya down, whow
I got a smoother style for me it's motion like Juvenile
Till I through ya areas, the SLR
lookin' serious, they has to be curious
You never seen one of the Nastiest
through like he in the fast and the furious
Like pharrell, we stand on

Girls on us a fan on stars
Five hundred grand on cars, see a man on Mars
Before a nigga lay a hand on
Catch me in a chain and a thick Cuban
In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rubin
Put a grin on you face, then spin in you
The look like it's spinnin' in space

Whow, whow, slow down
Uh uh, you betta keep up
I show you how to get ya on
All ya gotta do is on, and it goes
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow

What comes goes back around again
And niggaz gon' act up now
And what goes up must come
And be here like what's up now?
I do the rockin' wit a lean
ya can't knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass like pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug into the in between

Then me do my step
At the same time up who I rep
fit-t-t-ed damn, no other way to put it to you ma'am
But the look'll say
I can throw down like a
Put slugs and banana clips slow down gorillas, girl
like you in a hula hoop
Then blow me like you tryin' to ya soup, I'm hot

Whow, whow, slow mami
Uh uh, ya betta keep up
I show you how to get you on
All you gotta do is hold on, and it
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and and round, whow

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey cool as a ten icey
fit in vince nicely
Let 'em get close 'em play dimmy
Imma get swazy, you can get
Well, F A Beezy, F A
To the press at the F O Ceezy
I'm lookin' at you, yeah man, you lookin' at me, man
Slow down ma, ya speedin'

You can put the top down and weed in the wind
But for now, let yo go to this
Betta yet, let your lips a kiss
I dip low and flip, show the wrist
It looks like a froze hypno and
And I'm in amazin' shape with the D R on a bathe of apes

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, ya keep up daddy
I show you how to get your on
All ya gotta do is on, and it goes
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,