Luyện nghe bài hát Bout That

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

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

Star let the hammer go, I talkin' 'bout astrology
For any gotta bitch you owe me an apology
Only talkin' bout trappin' shit, I opened up the door for that
I stopped at 101, tell me who shit comin' close to that
But you know how the saying how I cut the tape make a wish
Call your clientele, say I'm to make your favorite dish
My wrists can't keep my arms close, I'm talkin' Arnold Schwarzenegger
Dropped the mixtapes, changed the
thought it'd be a Georgia 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, yeah the like Disneyland
Eight shots since I started, guess been a busy man

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

Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't that there
Ye ain't that, ye ain't 'bout that 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 Laden on
all that shit and we gon' have to talk to you in private
What you in, we gon' spin around it
Leave dead bodies, fuck zombies

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

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

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

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

Bitch I'm still winnin', yeah 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 up his top like a muglite
Posted in the spot, look like a zebra with these stripes
Hopped out the Porsche like fuck The
I still get them five mics
Find a nigga
If you let a nigga the nigga
Yeah, I the shit they talking
It ain't a nigga slippin'
Nigga I can make a hustle and I can it rappin'
On the with a pic, now that's a mean caption
Now what you know about 36
I can it double, hoe
They hit you when you
They don't see you when you tho

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