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 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 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 fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows here
You get a box of blow for no mo' 24 down here
is the season for the zoe's round here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
From to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who sweat it 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 wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe them my
As for you bitches, forget 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, they don't down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year here
They be heavy on the pill, here
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal down

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

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

Oh yeah, I know you never known, round here
It get hotter then the body, get the wrong
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young killers tote pistols, like grown down here
Them young niggaz to King Kong, round here
A full of stones, would get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya drops the song 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 gangsta's rep hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims here
24's them dubs, look like 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here
Money, hoes, cars, is all that matters down here

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

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