Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

And they say what comes goes around
So a cristal ya down til it slows ya down, whow
I got a smoother style for me it's slow motion Juvenile
Till I through 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
a nigga lay a hand on ours
Catch me in a diamond and a thick Cuban
In the piece lookin' somethin' Rick Rubin
Put a grin on you face, then spin in you
The world look like it's spinnin' in

Whow, whow, slow down
Uh uh, you betta keep up
I you how to get ya roll on
All ya gotta do is on, and it goes
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 back around
And niggaz act up now again
And what goes up must come
And I'll be here like what's up
I do the yankee wit a lean
Know ya knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass back pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug the socket in between

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

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, ya keep up daddy
I show you how to get you on
All you gotta do is on, and it goes
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
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 dimmy
Imma get swazy, you can get
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
down ma, ya speedin' again

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
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 flag on a of apes

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