Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be now niggaz
(Round here, here)
We know you 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 move around here, and you know I keep my 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 serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here,

And I made my way, round here
And them hoes know, I twist them like haze here
Been made down here, blow hay here
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay down
Down here, yeah, and I 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 livin' wit no

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

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

hot as hell, but it snows down here
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down
This is the season for the zoe's round
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 workin'
You can buy it, the cops down here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' here
That's why every summer, bitches be round here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they care down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year here
be heavy on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that what the meal down here

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, round
It get hotter then the body, get the wrong
just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome down here
Brawls and ballin', all that's goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, like they grown down
young niggaz similar to King 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 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 blown round
The rep they hood, by the zone round here
Get a in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
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 that down here

here, yeah, round here, yeah
Yeah, we 'ridin clean, on them things here
Yeah, here, yeah, round 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, low round here, yeah