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 around
What chu move around here, and you know I keep my 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 here, make change down here
'Coz I them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah

And I made my way, round here
And them hoes know, I twist them like round here
Been made down here, hay round here
Ask around, them know I lay down here
Down here, yeah, and I aired down there
But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead round
Round here, and I'm still in my Air's
Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no

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

It's hot as hell, but it down here
You get a box of for no mo' then 24 down here
This is the season for the zoe's here
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 down here
You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' here
That's why every summer, bitches be missin' round

I roll wit killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they wit me, best believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is strickly
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 here
be suckin' and fuckin' all year down here
They be heavy on the pill, here
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, low round here, yeah

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

Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, here
It get then the body, get the wrong idea
It's just Caprice's, and Impala's on chrome down here
Brawls and ballin', ain't all goin' on round here
Young killers tote pistols, like they grown here
Them young niggaz similar to King Kong, here
A pocket full of stones, would get you on down
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 ain't know here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone round
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya down here
24's make them dubs, look like 10 down
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters here

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