Luyện nghe bài hát Bout It Bout It

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

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

[Verse 2 -
Aiiyo, I'm bouncing an ounce or two
My look like the Fountainblue
A too - no water, only pumping Mountain Dew
Front on y'all little cats I was to do
I made it where chickenheads can't my shoes
I got head, but more mouth
119th to the whorehouse soon as the out
rotten, my block top was spoppy poppin'
I pop ack over oxycontin
Cotton club and Roxy
Rubies and we poppin'
Booties, and Glocks'll stop em
Battery on his head: him
When I'm in the building, dogg, got to watch him
Got to spot him, tre-8 a revolve him
The D.A., sargeant and problem - now
get 8 done, Dipset don't play none
Jim Jones, Freeky, and the great one - Santana

[Verse 3 - Jim
You know I (What you claim?) where them gangstas bang
15th and Lennox, 9- tre, do they own thing
In Uptown, up on 40 a phat Sean hit the
Dogg, he that water shit, he like the network
wet work. you come up short on that paper, get a wet shirt
Then if you walking through Foster and
Flossing that cash then gangstas put the to your ass
And I forget AK and Wagner
My dogs straight crazy the AK'll blast ya
One daddy Sheik and Q
LB's and Sally beat your crew, now on
And dope stacks, right in front the store
Hennssey, lil me, me you know the the raw
upset, oh yeah they bout it
16 up out the Glock, I come up out it

P]
I represent the South, now the world feel us
Worth $400 mil', still gorillas
I'm in the project posted up, like 'R Us
Retire my -- 65 for every chicken I plucked
Pass the purple stuff, whoadie, time to get swerk
Up on the block, 1,000 grams on Hogan and
We in them t-shirts and doo
Females all back when the No Limit boys in the house
Haters get back. Hot One hold it
In ghettoes. Big Boys, Uptown, Russian _
C-Murder locked up, but his name still
Big Simp yoked, ridin', hustlin' and slangin'
You know we it..I mean we rowdy!
New Orleans to the ATL: you they bout it bout it
Saint Louis, they keep it
L.A. to Las Vegas, them homies out gangbangin'
to Tennessee, them boys ain't playin'
Cause you they B-O-U-T
Texas, Florida; Detroit,
Them boys graduated from an 8th
Up on to
bout it. Virginia rowdy!
Illinois to Mississippi: bout it bout it
New York, Arizona, the Bay Area, the California!
North Carolina, Carolina: throw dem bows
Pennsylvania, bout to let em know
Missouri rowdy. bout it!
New Orleans and Rockafella: it's it bout it