Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

Yeah man, real talk New
man, street fitted, damn
man

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

And they say comes around goes around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it ya down, whow
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 fast and the
pharrell, we stand on bars

Girls on us like a fan on
Five hundred on cars, you'll see a man on Mars
Before a nigga lay a hand on
Catch me in a diamond chain and a thick
In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick
Put a grin on you face, then spin in you
The world like it's spinnin' in space

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

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

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

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

I'm for a ten cent 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 suite at the F O Ceezy
I'm lookin' at you, yeah man, you at me, yeah man
Slow down ma, ya speedin'

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

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