Luyện nghe bài hát Bout That

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

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 ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that

Star let the hammer go, I talkin' 'bout astrology
For any pussy gotta bitch you owe me an
Only talkin' bout that trappin' shit, I opened up the door for
I coulda stopped at 101, tell me who shit close to that
But you know how the saying goes how I cut the make a wish
Call your clientele, say I'm 'bout to make favorite dish
My wrists keep my arms close, yeah I'm talkin' Arnold Schwarzenegger
the mixtapes, changed the game
Whoever it'd be a Georgia nigga?
Jumped off the but I landed on my feet
real in the field, went and bought a set of cleats
See it in the air nigga, yeah the like Disneyland
Eight shots since I started, guess been a busy man

I put them Os in the
But ye ain't 'bout there
Talk a whole of white today
But ye ain't that there
Got a Muller on my wrist today
But ye 'bout 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 that, ye ain't 'bout that there
Ye 'bout 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 I been solid
Go Bin on anybody
Talkin' all that shit and we have to talk to you in private
What block you in, we spin around it
Leave dead bodies, fuck them

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

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

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

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

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

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

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