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 know you now
Marcy
(Let's go, blaze)

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

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

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

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

It's hot as hell, but it snows 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
nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and served
For talkin' too much, be for certain, them niggaz
You can buy it, from the down here
You know who sweat it here, bitch it's so Crip round here
So many bitches out there, snitchin' here
why every summer, bitches be missin' round here

I wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz
As for you bitches, about it
See the head was tremendous, but this dick is strickly
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 care here
They be suckin' and fuckin' all year here
be heavy on the pill, down here
Got mo' that what the motherfuckin' meal down here

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

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

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

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

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