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 know you now
Marcy
(Let's go, blaze)

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

And I done my way, round here
And them hoes know, I twist them haze round here
Been made down here, hay round here
Ask around, them know I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I done down there
But the was bigger, I pump the lead round here
Round here, and I'm in my Nike Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no

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

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

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

I roll wit straight killers, niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but dick is strickly business
I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, don't care down here
They be suckin' and all year down here
be heavy on the pill, down here
Got mo' than that the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

Round here, yeah, round here,
We ridin' clean, on them things here
Yeah, round here, yeah, 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 wrong
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on here
Young killers pistols, like they grown down here
Them young niggaz to King Kong, round here
A pocket of stones, would get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya like the song round here

Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round
Hey, the hell what we know if you know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone round
Get a in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
24's make them dubs, 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

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

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