Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then watch me do my
At the same throwin' up who I rep
Street damn, no other way to put it to you ma'am
But the say d-d-damn
I can throw down like a
Put slugs and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas,
Move you in a hula hoop
blow me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot

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

I'm lookin' for a ten wifey cool as a ten cent icey
fit in vince nicely
Let 'em get close tell 'em dimmy
get swazy, you can get ghost
Well, F A Beezy, F A
To the suite at the F O Ceezy
I'm lookin' at you, yeah man, you at me, yeah 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 lips blow a kiss
When I dip low and flip, the wrist
It looks a froze hypno and Cris
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 you how to get your roll on
All ya gotta do is hold on, and it
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