Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

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

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

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

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 zoe's round
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so round here
So many bitches out there, round here
That's why every summer, be missin' round here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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