Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

Yeah man, talk New York
man, street fitted, damn
man

Round and round and and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow

And they say what comes goes around
So a rolls ya down til it slows ya down, whow
I got a smoother style for me it's slow motion like
Till I pass ya areas, the SLR
Class lookin' serious, has to be curious
You seen one of the Nastiest lyricist
Speed through like he in the fast and the
pharrell, we stand on bars

Girls on us a fan on stars
Five hundred grand on cars, you'll see a man on
Before a nigga lay a on ours
Catch me in a diamond chain and a Cuban
In the piece somethin' like Rick Rubin
Put a on you face, then spin in you waist
The world look like spinnin' in space

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, you keep up daddy
I you how to get ya roll on
All ya gotta do is on, and it goes
Round and round and and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow

What comes around goes back again
And niggaz act up now again
And goes up must come down
And I'll be here what's up now?
I do the yankee rockin' wit a
Know ya knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass back pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug the socket in between

Then me do my step
At the time throwin' up who I rep
fit-t-t-ed damn, no other way to put it to you ma'am
But the look'll say
I can down like a Killa
Put slugs and banana that'll slow down gorillas, girl
Move like you in a hula
Then blow me like you tryin' to ya soup, I'm hot

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, ya keep up daddy
I show you how to get you on
All you gotta do is on, and it goes
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,

I'm lookin' for a ten cent cool as a ten cent icey
fit in vince nicely
Let 'em get close 'em play dimmy
get swazy, you can get ghost
Well, F A Beezy, F A
To the press suite at the F O
I'm lookin' at you, yeah man, you at me, yeah man
Slow ma, ya speedin' again

You can put the top down and weed in the wind
But for now, let yo go to this
Betta yet, let lips blow a kiss
When I dip low and flip, the wrist
It looks like a froze hypno and
And I'm in amazin' shape with the D R flag on a bathe of

Whow, whow, slow mami
Uh uh, ya betta keep up
I show you how to get roll on
All ya gotta do is hold on, and it
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow