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 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 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 here, make change down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine here, yeah

And I done made my way, round
And them hoes know, I twist them like haze here
Been made down here, blow hay round
Ask around, them niggaz I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I done aired there
But the streets was bigger, I the lead round here
Round here, and I'm in my Nike Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm wit no fears

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

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on them round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' 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
nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip round 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 drug
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this is strickly business
I'll be 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 suckin' and fuckin' all 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 round here
Yeah, round here, yeah, round here,
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah

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

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

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round
Hey, the hell what we if you ain't know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown here
The rep they hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims here
24's make them dubs, look like 10 down
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that down here

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

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