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 scared now
(Round here, here)
We you scared now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

I let you know, how I do it here
And I'm out eight in a morn', dawg two around here
What chu move here, and you know I keep my tool around here
My act a fool around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's,
We down, we real, we bang
Put in game down here, change down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine here, yeah

And I done made my way, here
And them hoes know, I them like haze round here
Been made down here, hay round here
Ask around, niggaz know I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I aired down 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, here, yeah
Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things round
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows down
You get a box of blow for no mo' 24 down here
This is the season for the zoe's here
If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here
From nickels to birds, you can get it and served
For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin'
You can buy it, the cops down here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, round here
That's why summer, bitches be missin' 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, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but this is strickly business
be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they care down here
They be suckin' and all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, down
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal down

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

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

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

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

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

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