Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

Uh yeah
Yeah yeah
Know it sound like
(It's the Roc nigga)

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be scared now
(Round here, here)
We you scared now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

I let you know, how I do it here
And I'm out in a morn', dawg Glock two around here
What chu move around here, and you I keep my tool around here
My niggaz act a fool around here,
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we forever
Put in game down here, make change here
I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I made my way, round here
And hoes know, I twist them like haze round here
Been made down here, blow hay here
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay here
here, yeah, and I done aired down there
But the streets was bigger, I the lead round here
here, and I'm still in my Nike Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no

here, yeah, round here, yeah
Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things round
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We clean, on them things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

hot as hell, but it snows down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down
This is the season for the zoe's here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
From nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and
For talkin' too much, be for certain, niggaz workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
That's why every summer, be missin' round here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is business
I'll be forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they don't care here
They be and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, down
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' down here

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
Yeah, we clean, on them things round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah

Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here
It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea
just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome down here
Brawls and ballin', all that's goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, like they grown here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on here
So dope boy, keep ya like the song round here

Hey, it safe for the faker walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't round here
You say the wrong thang, get ya back blown round here
The gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down
make them dubs, look like 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that down here

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
Yeah, we clean, on them things round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on them things here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah