Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

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

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

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

What comes around back around 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 rockin' wit a lean
Know ya can't it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass like back pockets on the
I just try to into the socket in between

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

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

I'm lookin' for a ten wifey cool as a ten cent icey
That'll fit in 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 at you, yeah man, you lookin' 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 hips go to
yet, let your lips blow a kiss
When I dip low and flip, the wrist
It looks like a froze hypno and
And I'm in amazin' shape the D R flag on a bathe of apes

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