Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be now niggaz
(Round here, here)
We know you 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 tool around
My niggaz act a around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we forever
Put in game down here, make change here
I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows here
You get a box of for no mo' then 24 down here
This is the season for the zoe's here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
From nickels to birds, you can get it and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch so Crip round here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' round

I wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they wit me, best believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget 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 don't down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year here
They be heavy on the pill, here
Got mo' than what the motherfuckin' meal down here

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
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 things round
Yeah, here, yeah, round 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 Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
Them young similar to King Kong, round here
A pocket of stones, would get you on down here
So dope boy, ya drops like the song round here

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

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

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