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
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 here, and you know I keep my tool around here
My niggaz act a fool around here,
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 'caine down here,

And I done made my way, here
And them hoes know, I twist them like round here
Been made here, blow hay round here
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay down
Down here, yeah, and I done aired 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

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

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We clean, on them things round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah
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 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 here
You know who it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' here

I roll wit straight killers, niggaz, and drug dealers
And if ridin' wit me, best 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, don't care down here
be suckin' and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, down
Got mo' than that what the meal down here

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

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

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

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round
Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't know here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back round 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, look 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters down

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,

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