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 know you now
Marcy
(Let's go, blaze)

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

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

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows here
You get a box of blow for no mo' 24 down here
This is the season for the round here
If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here
From to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them niggaz
You can buy it, from the cops down
You who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many out there, snitchin' round here
why every summer, bitches 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, forget it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they don't down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all down here
They be on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' down here

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, here
It get then 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 goin' on here
Young tote pistols, like they grown down here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya drops like the round here

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' round here
Hey, the hell what we if you ain't know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown here
The gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
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 down here

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

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