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 here
And I'm out in a morn', dawg Glock two around here
What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool around
My act a fool around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we forever
Put in down here, make change down here
I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on them things round
Yeah, here, yeah, round 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 down
This is the for the zoe's round here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low here
nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them niggaz
You can buy it, the cops down here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' here
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' round

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

Round 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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here
It get then the body, get the wrong idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young killers tote pistols, like 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 like the song here

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round
Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't know round
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back round here
The gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, ya rims down here
24's make them dubs, look like 10 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 clean, on them things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah

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