Luyện nghe bài hát Round & Round

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

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

And they say what comes goes around
So a cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down,
I got a smoother for me it's slow motion like Juvenile
Till I pass ya areas, the SLR
lookin' serious, they has to be curious
You never seen one of the Nastiest
Speed through like he in the and the furious
pharrell, we stand on bars

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

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

comes around goes back around again
And niggaz act up now again
And goes up must 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 pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug the socket in between

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

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

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey as a ten cent icey
That'll fit in nicely
Let 'em get close 'em play dimmy
Imma get swazy, you can get
Well, F A Beezy, F A
To the press at the F O Ceezy
I'm lookin' at you, man, you lookin' at me, yeah man
down ma, ya speedin' again

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

Whow, whow, slow 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 and round, whow
Round and and round and round, whow
and round and round and round, whow
Round and round and and round, whow