Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

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

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

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

And I done made my way, here
And them hoes know, I twist like haze round here
Been made down here, blow hay here
Ask around, them niggaz I lay down here
here, yeah, and I done aired 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, gettin' low here, yeah

Round here, yeah, round here,
We ridin' clean, on things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
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 here
From nickels to birds, you can get it and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them workin'
You can buy it, from the cops down
You know who sweat it down here, bitch so Crip round here
So bitches out there, snitchin' round here
why every summer, bitches be missin' round here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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