Luyện nghe bài hát Bout That

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

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

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

I put Os in the microwave
But ye ain't 'bout that
Talk a whole of white today
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 that
Ye ain't that, 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

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

And you ain't bout that life, not the life
Take the cops advice and don't at lights
Oh god I want it all, flight
On the wall like
And I ball like
You on the side like

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

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 on my wrist today
But ye ain't 'bout there
You made me your bitch today
'Cause ye ain't bout that

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

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

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

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