Luyện nghe bài hát Bout That

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

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

let the hammer go, I ain't talkin' 'bout astrology
For any pussy bitch you owe me an apology
Only talkin' bout that trappin' shit, I 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 clientele, say I'm 'bout to make your favorite dish
My wrists can't keep my close, yeah I'm talkin' Arnold Schwarzenegger
Dropped the mixtapes, the game
Whoever it'd be a Georgia nigga?
Jumped off the but I landed on my feet
It's in the field, went and bought a set of cleats
See it in the air nigga, yeah the crib like
shots since I started, guess I've been a busy man

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

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

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

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

Red
All bout bangin' shit
We breakin' down cocaine and
You better not be explainin'
She say she 'bout that shit
She love me if I her shit
We movin' slow and thinkin'
You ain't that gangsta shit, goddamn

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

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

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

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

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