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

And I done my way, round here
And them hoes know, I twist them like round here
Been down here, blow hay round here
Ask around, them niggaz know I lay down
here, yeah, and I done aired down there
But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead round
Round here, and I'm in my Nike 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, here, yeah
We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah

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

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

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

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

Round here, yeah, here, yeah
We ridin' clean, on things round here
Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah
We dro, gettin' 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 Impala's sittin' on down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's on round here
Young killers tote pistols, they grown down here
Them young niggaz similar to King Kong, here
A pocket full of stones, get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya drops like the round here

Hey, it safe for the faker walkin' home round here
Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round
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 here

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

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