Luyện nghe bài hát Round My Way

[B.G.]
UPT baby, how we do around my way
Niggas struggle, struggle and they hustle
But you knock the hustle, feel this

Nigga, I be comin wit dat drama that you cant duck
Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you cant duck
Baby Gangsta, heart stopper, car
I tote this chopper, I'm quick to ya
You heard that I'll ya
I'm wit some killas, we'll break it on down
Yo think they an organization, we'll take it on down
in '97, it's the place to be
They M-11's nigga and 223
Erase faces all day, AKs get
how it be goin down around my way
V.L., UPT, The 13th
I no matter what, respect or check me
Let me live round 1, and it's all on you
I retaliate, you the statue of liberty fall on you
Valence snort so much 'til they get sore
It's time to graduate, bags doin the job no mo'
Now a needle and some dope, tap dat green
Smoke blunts sometime, all about that bank
My heart don't pump lemonade, it pump juice
me pump the trigga finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you yo 9
Movin up you got it on yo mind
Flexin up for that pussy, you must don't dyin
I leave ya cryin, you wont take out the policy
It's 50 G, it's so it increase to hundred G
And it come, proper
I'm louder,
my way

Nigga, you must be in the UPT
You would wanna be packin steel in the UPT
I know you heard that youngstas creep in the UPT
Niggas be leavin white sheets in the UPT

[B.G.]
My is hot wit killas, ATF be hittin
Niggas slangin and snortin, if we we splittin
I put G's on the map, leave brains in
I hit da stage with drama, startin niggas to
See my straight thugged out
You in my slippin, nigga you get drugged out
Ya body there, but ya spirit is shoved out
On V.L., it's when the coke drought, you assed out
you hear my name, nigga, you hear my street, nigga
When you hear my street, nigga, you think six deep
You six feet deep 'cause you know I kill
You spot me up the block, I'm in black wit a sparkle grill
You see, we macks, Glocks, and choppers
Playin wit them hoes, slip we got ya
Rest in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 'til
Thug 'til he die, now my nigga at
ounces by the half, birds by the half
Whatever you we have, chumps we got it on the half
My people Big Stan, Uptown open
Funky Fades and Trimmings, 10 a whop
If you real you it, fake yo ass get shookin
Fo' you can look, you hit bitch, yo life get
If you think, put, or feel the fire from the K
If you aint from Uptown, stay round my way

Nigga, you must be in the UPT
You would wanna be that steel in the UPT
I know you heard them youngstas creep in the UPT
Niggas be leavin them sheets in the UPT

[B.G.]
Around my way nigga hustle, from crooked cops we
Niggas struggle to support habit, gotta keep that monkey fed
Catchin cases week, misdemeanors and felonies
Playin hatin is a disease, beware of jealousy
If you ball then you on
If you do bad dats what niggas done waited on
Caveman, dats my bitch
Mook Pete we on Valence 'cause we all in the click
Man Pookie a fall, this ho tryin to rott ya
Nigga I got ya, just stay click wit all the partnas
I'ma watch ya, Hoo nigga did 'em foul
I had to watch 'em get pulled out from under a house
He didn't it
Joe is an old G
I take his advice, he one of the old G's on Valence
and Clarence upstate, but hey gon' touch down
Soon as ya thinkin, think hustlin down
Ya think we aint, Lil Baby just hit the
From that 13th, took a lil cake, now the nigga see I see
He wit me
My nigga Pete just got 2 years, he survive
But Lil Popeye lookin at 5, that shy
gon' bring noise like a drummer
Everybody gettin outta jail, gon' be a hot summer
Better dare yo thinkin and be ready to
If not...
You gon' get bucked down nigga, my way

[B.G.]
Aww, man
I just got one more