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 here
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 here, make change down here
'Coz I them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

Round here, yeah, round here,
We ridin' clean, on them round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We dro, gettin' low round 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 season for the zoe's round
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low here
From to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the down here
You know who sweat it here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
That's why every summer, be missin' round here

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

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, here
It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young killers tote pistols, like they grown here
young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket of stones, would get you on down here
So boy, keep ya drops 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 wrong thang, get ya back blown round here
The rep they hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, ya rims down here
make them dubs, look like 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all matters down here

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

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