Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

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

Girls on us a fan on stars
hundred grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars
Before a lay a hand on ours
Catch me in a chain and a thick Cuban
In the piece somethin' like Rick 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 you how to get ya 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 round and round and round,
and round and round and round, whow

What comes goes back around again
And gon' act up now again
And what up must come down
And I'll be here what's up now?
I do the yankee rockin' wit a
Know ya can't it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass like pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug into the 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 a Killa
Put slugs and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas,
Move like you in a hoop
Then blow me 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
Round and round and and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and and round and round, whow

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey cool as a ten cent
That'll fit in nicely
Let 'em get tell 'em play dimmy
Imma get swazy, you can get
Well, F A Beezy, F A
To the press 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 blow weed in the
But for now, let yo hips go to
Betta yet, let your lips a kiss
When I dip low and flip, show the
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 mami
Uh uh, ya betta keep up
I show you how to get roll on
All ya gotta do is 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 round and round,