Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

(Uh-huh, uh)
Don't be scared now
(Round here, here)
We know you now
House
(Let's go, blaze)

I let you know, how I do it here
And I'm out eight in a morn', Glock two around here
chu move around 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, make down here
'Coz I serve fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

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

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows down
You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 here
This is the for the zoe's round here
If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down
From 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 it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' round
That's why every summer, be missin' round here

I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers
And if ridin' wit me, best believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, forget it
See the head was tremendous, but dick 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, don't care down here
be suckin' and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, here
Got mo' than that what the meal down here

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

Oh yeah, I you prolly never known, round here
It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea
just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome down here
Brawls and ballin', all that's goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, 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 here

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, will get ya blown round here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya 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 matters down

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

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