Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Me

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

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

Rolling, pockets
Riding in it it's stolen
Weeded, hella
If it ain't about money, nigga I need it
Got a hundred grand in my
a hundred K on a bad day
And I'm up like a cholo nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me slow mo
What my nigga Problem? my bro bro
Came in through the
Ten this year on the low low
And I'm still smoking
Krissed out, fucking with the clicquot
And my bank of zeros
Young Wiz will get fly like a

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

Problem cuz', with them hoe's a doughnut
Sold more then 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 more in
But fo' sho' we'll let y'all in
'Cause when we pullin' out they be lovin' it
Give her dick I give a bitch my government (what!?)
Just eight, I got eight
Super duper high, floor
Unzip this, that's more
Fuck a and fuck rhyming
We live forever, fuck dying
Get it 'til I drop, fuck
to the metal, we flyin'
In the fast lane, Diamond!

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

E'rything me
Young wild nigga, full of gold teeth
Treatin' bape.com like a meet
crazy on a bitch until she knock-kneed
I'm in a hella fast whip going top
Make a in that pussy and then she mop clean
I drop racks and she jeans
green as I lean, top dropping
Nigga I am all about a buck falling out a
Prolly with hoes that I just met and yeah, they all gon' fuck
Got her man up her homies, blowin' all 'em up
Tryna figure out which his girl is, she toasted
Like a champagne
So much that ain't a damn thing sad
Do my damn in my campaign add
Let's get straight to it, don't let a damn thing pass, nigga

Worried a hater? Not me
to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a what a bitch nigga say
about 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!)