Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

And they say what around goes around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down,
I got a smoother style for me it's slow motion like
Till I pass ya areas, the SLR
Class lookin' serious, has to be curious
You seen one of the Nastiest lyricist
Speed through like he in the fast and the
Like pharrell, we on bars

Girls on us a fan on stars
Five hundred 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 lookin' somethin' like Rick Rubin
Put a grin on you face, then spin in you
The world look 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 round and and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow

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

watch 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 say d-d-damn
I can throw like a Killa
Put slugs and banana that'll slow down gorillas, girl
Move like you in a hoop
Then blow me you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot

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

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey 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 press at the F O Ceezy
I'm at you, yeah man, you lookin' at me, yeah man
Slow ma, ya speedin' again

You can put the top down and blow weed in the
But for now, let yo go to this
Betta yet, let your lips blow a
When I dip low and flip, show the
It looks like a froze hypno and
And I'm in amazin' with the D R flag on a bathe of apes

Whow, whow, slow down
Uh uh, ya betta up daddy
I show you how to get your 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 round and round and round,
Round and and round and round, whow