Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows down
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 here
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 flipped and
For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin'
You can buy it, from the down here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' here

I wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly 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 care down here
be suckin' and fuckin' all year down here
They be on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the meal down here

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

Oh yeah, I you prolly never known, round here
It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all goin' on round here
Young tote pistols, like they grown down here
Them young niggaz similar to King Kong, here
A pocket full of stones, get you on down here
So dope boy, ya drops 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, will get ya back blown here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down
24's make them dubs, 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 matters here

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

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