Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout It

I know it's been a while you heard it like this
The boy can't miss, on the wrist
Bezel on brisk, 'bout time the real returned, we still
Now you return to when you wasn't risk
Tight jeans for boys popular
you was in the boy's, man, stop it, bruh
Too much fashion rats sayin' and that
No clothes in facts, in the trap
But they ain't never no drugs, for really though
they was dead broke in they first video
YouTube lie, sort it like numbers
I been money for the past eight summers
Bought a Benz all cash, ho picked up a
And to think, we wasn't even
It's not a word, now you know how I when these absurd
Rappers talk about that never occurred
Damn it, the nerve, you ain't never a bird
Or guns on your enemies and them what they deserve
Let a nigga try me, die, B
Ain't nothin' sweet, I be on it like
Givin' shots, gave in, was props
Sometimes I had to them in the form of blocks
Properly, buy and sell Monopoly
No top hat, top and she toppin' me
She bein' a vixen, attender
Cake like my birthday, that's in
23, I'm a Sage, I'm a
Whole lot of horsepower, on the curb
want to floss out a coupe wit' a bird
Cold like the Porsche power, every word
I do this, might change my name to
Cut down the beef, now the money fluid

Bunch of Louis luggage, still boy never trip
Gettin' chips, so only right I come through all dipped
Oppies get the lip and get a whole entire
start nothin' and it won't be no shit
I'm it, I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it
I'm 'bout it, and I have no limit I give it like, 'Uhh'

We it, yeah, motherfuckers, we made it
I can't believe this
A hundred on the wrist, two hundred on the
Yo, five on the whip, three up in escrow
I been bricks since Nas was called Esco
(All eyez on me) like a on Death Row
How to ring shots at niggas, the Bronx
Draped in the bias, popped the seeds from
Joe been a don, is realer than you think
Still ain't seen a nigga dive in a pool in a
you done to that shit? That ain't really chinchilla
This is Crack shit, ain't a nigga been realer?
And I'm 'bout it, it everyday, three burners
touch the powder, or you gon' see murder
Ever had a bitch bustin' off givin' head?
up in the Ritz, ten bitches in the bed
Niggas rockin' Jordans, but you ain't never the brother
You ain't that important, (shit, I got his beeper number)
cartel, never leave a witness
Everythin' must go you're goin' out of business
Trips to Dubai, on the first class
in the sky, reminiscenin' on my first pack
Far as projects, to get it all off
You can get it hard white, or you can get it all soft, it's

of Louis luggage, still your boy never trip
Gettin' chips, so it's right I come through all dipped
Oppies get the lip and get a whole entire
Don't start nothin' and it won't be no
I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it, I'm it, I'm 'bout it
I'm 'bout it, and I no limit when I give it like, 'Uhh'