Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Me

What!
Yea
Worried bout a Not me
to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred to the face give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

E'rything me ('bout me)
E'rything me ('bout me)
E'rything about me, about me ('bout me)
about me ('bout me)
E'rything me (what!)

Rolling, swollen
in it like it's stolen
Weeded, hella
If it ain't about money, nigga I need it
Got a hundred in my ashtray
Spend a K on a bad day
And I'm tied up like a nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco
got me moving slow mo
What my nigga That's my bro bro
in through the backdoor
Ten mill year on the low low
And I'm still pre-rolls
Krissed out, dumb fucking the clicquot
And my bank of zeros
Young Wiz will get fly like a

Worried bout a Not me
Turned to the max, no
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck a bitch nigga say
E'rything me ('bout me)
E'rything me ('bout me)
about me, E'rything about me ('bout me)
E'rything me ('bout me)
about me (what!)

Problem cuz', with them like a doughnut
Sold more weed ye's ever smoked up
Dick her choke up, like a real no rock
But I'm feeling like a mill, off a pill door locked we ain't lettin' all no bros in
But fo' sho' we'll let hoes in
'Cause when we pullin' out they be lovin' it
Give her dick 'fore I a bitch my government (what!?)
Just eight, I got more
Super duper high, floor
Unzip this, eight more
Fuck a pussy and rhyming
We gon' live forever, dying
Get it I drop, fuck tryin'
Pedal to the metal, we
In the fast lane, Diamond!

Worried a hater? Not me
to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck a bitch nigga say
about me (bout me)
E'rything me (bout me)
E'rything about me, about me (bout me)
E'rything me (bout me)
E'rything me (what')

about me
Young wild nigga, mouth full of gold
bape.com like a swap meet
Going crazy on a until she knock-kneed
I'm in a hella whip going top speed
Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop
I racks and she drops jeans
Smoke green as I lean, top
Nigga I am all a buck falling out a truck
with some hoes that I just met and yeah, they all gon' fuck
Got her man callin' up her homies, all 'em up
Tryna figure out which his is, she probably toasted
Like a champagne
So much money that a damn thing sad
Do my damn thing in my add
Let's get straight to it, don't let a damn thing pass, what?

bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no
a hundred joints to the face give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
E'rything me (bout me)
E'rything me (bout me)
about me, E'rything about me (bout me)
E'rything me (bout me)
E'rything me (what!)