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 now niggaz
(Round here, here)
We you scared 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
What chu move around here, and you I keep my tool around here
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 down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine here, yeah

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

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

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

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

I roll wit straight killers, 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
I'll be forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover
I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded,
But the hoes, they don't down here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year down
They be heavy on the pill, down
Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' down here

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

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

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

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

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