Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

And they say what comes around around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down,
I got a smoother style for me it's motion like Juvenile
Till I pass ya areas, the SLR
Class serious, they has to be curious
You seen one of the Nastiest lyricist
Speed through like he in the and the furious
Like pharrell, we stand on

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

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

What comes around goes back again
And niggaz gon' act up now
And what goes up must come
And be here like what's up now?
I do the rockin' wit a lean
ya can't knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass back pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug the socket in between

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

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

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

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

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