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 you scared now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

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

And I done made my way, here
And them hoes know, I twist like haze round here
Been made down here, blow hay round
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay here
Down here, yeah, and I done aired down
But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead here
Round here, and I'm in my Nike 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, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah

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

It's hot as hell, but it down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down
is the season for the zoe's round here
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 niggaz
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch so Crip round here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' round

I wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but 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 don't care down
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year down
be heavy on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal down

here, yeah, round here, yeah
Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them 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, here, yeah, round 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 idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here
and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on round here
Young tote pistols, like they grown down here
Them young niggaz similar to Kong, round here
A pocket of stones, would get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya like the song round here

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

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

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