Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Me

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

Rolling, swollen
Riding in it like stolen
Weeded, conceded
If it about money, nigga I don't 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 moving mo
What my nigga Problem? my bro bro
Came in through the
Ten mill year on the low low
And I'm smoking pre-rolls
Krissed out, dumb with the clicquot
And my bank of zeros
Young Wiz get fly like a hero

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

Problem cuz', with them hoe's like a
Sold more weed ye's ever smoked up
Dick make her choke up, like a real no
But I'm feeling like a mill, off a door locked we ain't lettin' all no more bros in
But fo' sho' we'll let hoes in
'Cause when we pullin' money out be lovin' it
her dick 'fore I give a bitch my government (what!?)
Just eight, I got eight
Super high, eighty-eighth floor
this, that's eight more
Fuck a pussy and rhyming
We gon' forever, fuck dying
Get it 'til I drop, fuck
Pedal to the metal, we
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
E'rything me (bout me)
about me (bout me)
E'rything about me, E'rything me (bout me)
E'rything me (bout me)
about me (what')

E'rything me
Young wild nigga, mouth full of gold
Treatin' bape.com a swap meet
Going crazy on a bitch until she
I'm in a hella whip going top speed
Make a mess in pussy and then she mop clean
I drop and she drops jeans
green as I lean, top dropping
Nigga I am all about a falling out a truck
Prolly with some hoes that I met and yeah, they 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 money that ain't a damn thing sad
Do my damn thing in my add
Let's get straight to it, let a damn thing pass, nigga what?

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