Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Me

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

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

Rolling, swollen
Riding in it it's stolen
Weeded, hella
If it ain't about money, I don't need it
Got a hundred grand in my
Spend a K on a bad day
And I'm tied up like a cholo act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me moving mo
What my nigga Problem? my bro bro
Came in the backdoor
Ten mill this on the low low
And I'm smoking pre-rolls
Krissed out, dumb with the clicquot
And my bank of zeros
Wiz will get fly like a hero

Worried a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no
Smoked a hundred joints to the face give a fuck 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 hoe's a doughnut
Sold more weed ye's ever smoked up
make her choke up, like a real no rock
But I'm feeling like a mill, off a door locked we ain't lettin' all no more bros in
But fo' we'll let y'all hoes in
'Cause when we pullin' money out be lovin' it
Give her dick 'fore I give a my government (what!?)
Just eight, I got more
duper high, eighty-eighth floor
Unzip this, that's more
Fuck a pussy and rhyming
We gon' live forever, fuck
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 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)
E'rything me (what')

about me
Young wild nigga, mouth of gold teeth
Treatin' bape.com a swap meet
Going crazy on a bitch she knock-kneed
I'm in a hella fast whip top speed
Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop
I drop racks and she jeans
Smoke green as I lean, top
I am all about a buck falling out a truck
Prolly with some that I just met and yeah, they all gon' fuck
Got her man callin' up her homies, all 'em up
figure out which his girl is, she probably toasted
Like a champagne
So much money 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, what?

Worried a hater? 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 me, E'rything about me (bout me)
about me (bout me)
E'rything me (what!)