Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

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

Girls on us a fan on stars
Five hundred grand on cars, see a man on Mars
Before a lay a hand on ours
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 world look like it's 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 hold on, and it
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,

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

Then watch me do my
At the time throwin' up who I rep
Street fit-t-t-ed damn, no way to put it to you ma'am
But the say d-d-damn
I can throw down like a
Put slugs and banana that'll slow down gorillas, girl
Move like you in a hula
Then blow me like you tryin' to 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
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,

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

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

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