Luyện nghe bài hát Bout That

I put Os in the microwave
But ye 'bout that there
a whole brick of white today
But ye ain't 'bout that
Got a Muller on my wrist today
But ye ain't 'bout that
You made me your bitch today
'Cause ye ain't bout there

Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there

Star let the hammer go, I ain't talkin' 'bout
For any pussy gotta you owe me an apology
Only talkin' bout that shit, I opened up the door for that
I coulda stopped at 101, tell me who shit close to that
But you know how the saying goes how I cut the tape a wish
Call your clientele, say I'm 'bout to make your favorite
My wrists can't keep my arms close, yeah I'm talkin' Schwarzenegger
the mixtapes, changed the game
Whoever it'd be a Georgia nigga?
Jumped off the but I landed on my feet
It's real in the field, and bought a set of cleats
See it in the air nigga, the crib like Disneyland
Eight shots since I started, guess I've been a man

I put Os in the microwave
But ye 'bout that there
a whole brick of white today
But ye 'bout that there
Got a that Muller on my today
But ye ain't 'bout that
You made me fuck your bitch
ye ain't bout that there

Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that

Jumped off the porch at eleven, bitch I bout it
I'm gang gang I been
Go Bin Laden on
Talkin' all that shit and we gon' have to talk to you in
block you in, we gon' spin around it
Leave dead bodies, fuck zombies

And you bout that life, not the combat life
Take the cops advice and stop at lights
Oh god I want it all, night
On the like flies
And I ball like
You on the side like

Red
All bout this bangin'
We breakin' down and shit
You not be explainin' shit
She say she 'bout freaky shit
She love me if I her shit
We slow and thinkin' quick
You ain't about gangsta shit, goddamn

I put them Os in the
But ye 'bout that there
Talk a whole of white today
But ye ain't that there
Got a Muller on my wrist today
But ye ain't 'bout that
You made me fuck your today
'Cause ye ain't bout that

Ye 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there
Ye 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that there

Bitch I'm still winnin', yeah it's like I got some dice
That so and so I don't hit that bitch twice
You about what's-her-name?
Ran off on the plug,
Caught him and they opened up his top a muglite
Posted in the spot, look like a with these damn stripes
Hopped out the Porsche like The Source
I still ain't get five mics
a nigga better
If you let a nigga the nigga
Yeah, I hear the shit talking
It ain't like a slippin'
I can make a hustle and I can make it rappin'
On the with a pic, now that's a mean caption
Now what you know that 36
I can it double, hoe
hit you when you ballin'
They see you when you strugglin' tho

I put Os in the microwave
But ye ain't 'bout there
Talk a whole brick of white
But ye 'bout that there
Got a that Muller on my wrist
But ye ain't 'bout that
You made me your bitch today
'Cause ye ain't that there

Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there
Ye ain't that, ye ain't 'bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there