Luyện nghe bài hát Rounds

[Intro: Shy

Jefe!
GG!

[Hook: Shy

I be my rounds
We be off the pound, nigga
Play with me it's down
keep your rounds, nigga
Hottest nigga in the
Got a bad and she brown
about to go down
I'm sorry baby you can't lounge

[Verse 1: Shy

I'd rather kick it my rounds
We be out the pound
pay me ten thou'
Just to come stand on the
Send my niggas to your
him out
He run his mouth
Clear the back room and hit the
Bring me back his and his spouse
Bitch only want
I listened to my mama
Riding the llama
I'm trying to see who drama, nigga
in my hummer
Bet you met the farmer
All I is Rihannas
And Keke Palmers,

Ooh that so good
Yeah she got Meagan Good
bitch in my hood
Give me head while I hit the
I can fuck all your if i want to
On Allah, I made a half a mil summer
Swerving in a G like master P up in a
Glizzy got the
Run up on me gun you (BOOM)
I don't need
Black John Gotti with the off shotty
it right beside me
Let a try me
I'mma beam his ass right up like
Sometimes I ride in my big, big
get inside it
Get so
get trifling
Took her to an
You know we flew
Shout out to the

(AW!)

Glizzy]