Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

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

I let you know, how I do it here
And I'm out eight in a morn', dawg Glock two around
What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool around
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 down
'Coz I serve them fiends, raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I done my way, round here
And hoes know, I twist them like haze round here
Been down here, blow hay round 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
Round here, and I'm still in my Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you never known, round here
It get hotter then the body, get the wrong
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's on round here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
Them young niggaz to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on down
So dope boy, keep ya like the song round here

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home here
Hey, the hell what we know if you know round here
You say the thang, will 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 round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters here

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

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