Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

Yeah man, talk New York
Yeah man, street fitted,
man

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

And they say what around goes around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it ya down, whow
I got a smoother style for me it's slow like Juvenile
I pass through ya areas, the SLR
Class serious, they has to be curious
You never one of the Nastiest lyricist
Speed through like he in the fast and the
Like pharrell, we stand on

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

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

comes around goes back around again
And niggaz act up now again
And what goes up come down
And be here like what's up now?
I do the yankee rockin' wit a
Know ya knock it when you clean
Girls want me on they ass like back on the jeans
I just try to into the socket in between

watch me do my step
At the same throwin' 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 throw down a Killa
Put slugs and banana clips slow down gorillas, girl
Move like you in a hula
blow me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot

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

I'm lookin' for a ten 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 lips blow a kiss
When I dip low and flip, the wrist
It looks like a froze hypno and
And I'm in amazin' shape with the D R on a bathe of apes

Whow, whow, down mami
Uh uh, ya keep up daddy
I you how to get your 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
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and round and round,