Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Me

What!
Yea
Worried a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no
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, conceded
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 up like a cholo nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me slow mo
my nigga Problem? That's my bro bro
Came in the backdoor
Ten this year on the low low
And I'm still pre-rolls
Krissed out, dumb with the clicquot
And my bank full of
Young Wiz get fly like a hero

Worried a hater? Not me
to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face a fuck what a bitch nigga say
about 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 like a doughnut
Sold weed then ye's ever smoked up
Dick make her choke up, like a real no
But I'm feeling like a mill, off a pill door we ain't lettin' all no more bros in
But fo' sho' let y'all hoes in
'Cause when we money out they be lovin' it
Give her 'fore I give a bitch my government (what!?)
eight, I got eight more
Super duper high, floor
Unzip this, that's more
a pussy and fuck rhyming
We gon' live forever, fuck
Get it 'til I drop, tryin'
to the metal, we flyin'
In the fast lane, Diamond!

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

about me
Young nigga, mouth full of gold teeth
Treatin' bape.com like a swap
Going on a bitch until she knock-kneed
I'm in a hella whip going top speed
Make a mess in that pussy and she mop clean
I drop racks and she drops
Smoke green as I lean, top
Nigga I am all about a falling out a truck
Prolly with some hoes that I just met and yeah, all gon' fuck
Got her man up her homies, blowin' all 'em up
Tryna out which his girl is, she probably toasted
Like a glass
So much money that a damn thing sad
Do my thing in my campaign 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)
E'rything about me, E'rything me (bout me)
about me (bout me)
E'rything me (what!)