Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

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

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

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, you keep up daddy
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 and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,

What comes around goes around again
And gon' act up now again
And what goes up must down
And I'll be here what's up now?
I do the yankee wit a lean
Know ya knock it when you clean
Girls me on they ass like back pockets on the jeans
I just try to into the socket in between

Then me do my step
At the time throwin' up who I rep
Street fit-t-t-ed damn, no other way to put it to you
But the say d-d-damn
I can throw like a Killa
Put and banana clips that'll slow down 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 keep up daddy
I you how to get you roll 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 and round and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey cool as a ten icey
That'll fit in nicely
Let 'em get close 'em play 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 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 blow a
I dip low and flip, show the wrist
It looks like a froze and Cris
And I'm in amazin' shape with the D R on a bathe of apes

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