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

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!)

Rolling, pockets
Riding in it it's stolen
Weeded, hella
If it about 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 like a nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me slow mo
What my nigga That's my bro bro
Came in through the
Ten mill year on the low low
And I'm still smoking
out, dumb fucking with the clicquot
And my bank full of
Young Wiz get fly like a hero

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

Problem cuz', with them like a doughnut
more weed then 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' money out they be it
Give her dick 'fore I a bitch my government (what!?)
Just eight, I got eight
duper high, eighty-eighth floor
Unzip this, eight more
Fuck a pussy and fuck
We gon' forever, fuck dying
Get it 'til I drop, tryin'
Pedal to the metal, we
In the lane, yellin' Diamond!

bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no
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 me, E'rything about me (bout me)
E'rything me (bout me)
about me (what')

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

Worried bout a Not me
Turned to the max, no
Smoked a hundred joints to the 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)
E'rything me (bout me)
E'rything me (what!)