Luyện nghe bài hát Bout It Bout It

[Verse 1 -
I represent them killers at
145th and Broadway. You get head cracked
Get your legs snapped, arm-twist, cracked
Wig tapped, "play fair!" Day care, kids
You you real? Well, my posse is crazier
Your moms? Mobbing and raping her, Arabia
I'm 89 tho, and Avias
Beef in N O, I had to call No up
Baby MAC, Gat, shit to wake the baby up
Got my baby boo, cop the X5: a baby truck
Santana rolling big, in the Caddy
Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland,
In the I represent the C-O
ho, Harlem World, 40th: that's me, yo
Clips, 11 off. Bricks, get 7 off
Snow so white only thing is 7 dwarfs

Master P]
Killa Cam: you know he it, bout it
Jim Jones: you he bout it, bout it
Z: you know he bout it, bout it
Santana: boy bout it, bout it
Harlem World: you know bout it, bout it
you know they rowdy, rowdy
145th and Broadway, them real
You know them boys don't play

2 - Cam'ron]
Aiiyo, I'm through an ounce or two
My crib like the Fountainblue
A too - no water, only pumping Mountain Dew
Front on little cats I was bound to do
I it where chickenheads can't pronounce my shoes
I got head, but more mouth
to the whorehouse soon as the tour's out
Papi's rotten, my block top was spoppy
I pop ack over oxycontin
Cotton club and Robins
and rocks we poppin'
Booties, Uzis and stop em
Battery on his copper-top him
When I'm in the building, dogg, you've got to him
Got to spot him, tre-8 a revolve him
The D.A., sargeant and coroner's - now
Highs get 8 done, Dipset play none
Jim Jones, Freeky, Killa and the great one -

[Verse 3 - Jim
You know I claim (What you claim?) where them bang
and Lennox, 9- tre, they do they own thing
In Uptown, up on 40 a Sean hit the block
Dogg, he move that water shit, he the network
wet work. you come up short on that paper, get a wet shirt
Then if you walking through Foster and
that cash then gangstas put the torch to your ass
And I forget AK and Wagner
My dogs straight cause the AK'll blast ya
One calling daddy and Q
LB's and beat your crew, now come on
And dope stacks, right in front the store
Hennssey, lil me, me you the flipped the raw
Much upset, oh yeah bout it
16 up out the Glock, I come up out it

P]
I represent the South, now the world feel us
Worth mil', still dumping gorillas
I'm in the project posted up, like 'R Us
Retire my jersey -- 65 for every chicken I
Pass the purple stuff, whoadie, it's to get swerk
Up on the block, 1,000 grams on and Kirk
We in t-shirts and doo rags
Females all back when the No Limit boys in the house
get back. Hot One hold it down
In ghettoes. Big Boys, Uptown, Russian _
C-Murder locked up, but his name ringin'
Big Simp yoked, ridin', hustlin' and slangin'
You we bout it..I mean we rowdy!
New Orleans to the you know they bout it bout it
Saint Louis, they it swangin'
L.A. to Las Vegas, homies out there gangbangin'
Oklahoma to Tennessee, them ain't playin'
Cause you they B-O-U-T
Texas, Detroit, Georgia
Them dunn graduated from an 8th
Up on to
Kansas it. Virginia rowdy!
boys to Mississippi: bout it bout it
New York, Arizona, the Bay Area, the California!
North Carolina, South Carolina: dem bows
Pennsylvania, Alabama: to let em know
rowdy. Boston bout it!
New and Rockafella: it's bout it bout it