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 in a morn', dawg Glock two around here
What chu around 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 down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine here, yeah

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

here, yeah, round here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on them things round
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round 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 round 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 down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so round here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
That's why summer, bitches 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 dick is strickly
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 down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year down
They be on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal here

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

Round here, yeah, round here,
We ridin' clean, on them things 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 down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's on round here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
Them young niggaz similar to Kong, round here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on here
So dope boy, keep ya drops the song round here

Hey, it safe for the faker walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell what we know if you know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya blown 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 matters down here

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

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