Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

Yeah man, talk New York
man, street fitted, damn
man

Round and and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow

And say what comes around goes around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it ya down, whow
I got a style for me it's slow motion like Juvenile
Till I pass ya areas, the SLR
Class lookin' serious, they has to be
You never seen one of the Nastiest
through like he in the fast and the furious
Like pharrell, we on bars

Girls on us a fan on stars
Five hundred on cars, you'll see a man on Mars
Before a nigga lay a hand on
Catch me in a diamond and a thick Cuban
In the piece lookin' somethin' Rick Rubin
Put a on you face, then spin in you waist
The world look like spinnin' in space

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, you betta up daddy
I you how to get ya roll on
All ya gotta do is hold on, and it
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow

What comes around goes around again
And niggaz act up now again
And what goes up must come
And I'll be here like what's up
I do the yankee rockin' wit a
Know ya knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass like pockets on the jeans
I try to plug into the socket in between

Then watch me do my
At the same time up who I rep
Street fit-t-t-ed damn, no other way to put it to you
But the say d-d-damn
I can throw like a Killa
Put slugs and banana clips slow down gorillas, girl
like you in a hula hoop
Then blow me you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot

Whow, whow, slow down
Uh uh, ya betta up daddy
I you how to get you roll on
All you gotta do is hold on, and it
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and round and round,

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey cool as a ten icey
fit in vince nicely
Let 'em get close tell 'em dimmy
get swazy, you can get ghost
Well, F A Beezy, F A
To the suite at the F O Ceezy
I'm lookin' at you, yeah man, you at me, yeah man
Slow down ma, ya speedin'

You can put the top down and blow in the wind
But for now, let yo go to this
yet, let your lips blow a kiss
When I dip low and flip, the wrist
It looks a froze hypno and Cris
And I'm in shape with the D R flag on a bathe of apes

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, ya betta keep up
I show you how to get roll on
All ya do is hold on, and it goes
Round and and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,
Round and round and and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow