Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

Uh yeah
Yeah yeah
Know what it sound
(It's the Roc nigga)

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be now niggaz
(Round here, here)
We you scared now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

I let you know, how I do it round
And I'm out eight in a morn', dawg Glock two around
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 forever
Put in game down here, make change down
'Coz I serve them fiends, raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

Round here, yeah, round here,
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 here
You get a box of blow for no mo' 24 down here
This is the season for the zoe's here
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, niggaz workin'
You can buy it, from the cops here
You know who sweat it down here, it's so Crip round here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe them my
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a
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 on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

here, yeah, round here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on things round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We blowin' dro, 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 chrome down
and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, like they grown here
Them niggaz similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, 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 what we know if you know round here
You say the wrong thang, get ya back blown round here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone here
Get a in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
24's make 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 that matters here

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

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