Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Me

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

E'rything me ('bout me)
about 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 like stolen
Weeded, hella
If it ain't money, nigga I don't need it
Got a grand in my ashtray
Spend a K on a bad day
And I'm tied up a cholo nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me slow mo
my nigga Problem? That's my bro bro
Came in through the
Ten this year on the low low
And I'm still smoking
Krissed out, dumb fucking with the
And my bank of zeros
Young Wiz will get fly a hero

Worried a hater? Not me
to the max, no sleep
Smoked a 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, about me ('bout me)
E'rything me ('bout me)
E'rything me (what!)

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

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

about me
Young wild nigga, mouth of gold teeth
bape.com like a swap meet
Going on a bitch until she knock-kneed
I'm in a hella whip going top speed
a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean
I drop racks and she drops
Smoke green as I lean, top
I am all about a buck 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 champagne
So much that ain't 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?

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