Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

And they say comes around goes around
So a cristal ya down til it slows ya down, whow
I got a smoother style for me it's slow motion Juvenile
I pass through ya areas, the SLR
Class lookin' serious, they has to be
You never one of the Nastiest lyricist
Speed through like he in the and the furious
pharrell, we stand on bars

Girls on us like a fan on
Five hundred on cars, you'll see a man on Mars
Before a nigga lay a on ours
Catch me in a diamond chain and a thick
In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick
Put a grin on you face, then in you waist
The world look like it's in space

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

What comes around goes back again
And gon' act up now again
And what up must come down
And I'll be like what's up now?
I do the yankee wit a lean
Know ya knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass like pockets on the jeans
I just try to into the socket 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 a Killa
Put and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas, girl
Move you in a hula hoop
Then me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot

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

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

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

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