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 around here, and you know I keep my around here
My niggaz act a around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we bang
Put in game down here, make change here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw down here, yeah

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

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

hot as hell, but it snows 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 who you know, you can get it for the low down here
From nickels to birds, you can get it 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, bitch it's so round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
why every summer, bitches be missin' round here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the was tremendous, but this dick is strickly business
be thuggin' 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
They be and fuckin' all year down here
They be on the pill, down here
Got mo' that what the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

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

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

Hey, it ain't for the faker walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't 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 in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
24's make them dubs, 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, here, yeah
Yeah, we clean, on them things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah

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