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, Rolex on the
on brisk, 'bout time the real returned, we still exist
Now you weirdos return to when you risk
Tight jeans for boys popular
Unless you was in the boy's, man, it, bruh
Too much rats sayin' this and that
No clothes in facts, everybody's in the
But they never sold no drugs, for really though
'Cause they was dead broke in first video
YouTube lie, sort it like numbers
I been gettin' money for the past summers
a Benz all cash, ho picked up a Hummer
And to think, we wasn't even
not a word, now you know how I feel when these absurd
Rappers about things that never occurred
Damn it, the nerve, you ain't never brandished a
Or guns on your enemies and them what they deserve
Let a nigga try me, die, B
nothin' sweet, I be on it like diabetes
Givin' shots, gave in, was props
Sometimes I had to take them in the form of
Properly, buy and sell Monopoly
No top hat, top back and she me
She bein' a vixen, all-star
like my birthday, that's in November
23, I'm a Sage, I'm a
Whole lot of horsepower, parkin' on the
Hoes to floss out a coupe wit' a bird
Cold like the Porsche power, meetin' word
I do this, change my name to Brutus
Cut down the beef, now the flow fluid

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

We made it, yeah, motherfuckers, we it
I believe this shit
A on the wrist, two hundred on the neck
Yo, five on the whip, three milli up in
I been flippin' bricks since Nas was called
(All on me) like a nigga on Death Row
How to ring at niggas, the Bronx Lebanon
Draped in the bias, the seeds from Lebanon
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 Joey Crack shit, ain't a been realer?
And I'm it, 'bout it everyday, three burners
Dare touch the powder, or you see murder
Ever had a bitch bustin' off from givin'
Woke up in the Ritz, ten in the bed
Niggas Jordans, but you ain't never meet the brother
You ain't important, (shit, I still got his beeper number)
Medellin cartel, never a witness
Everythin' must go like you're goin' out of
Trips to Dubai, bedrooms on the first
Showers in the sky, 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

Bunch of Louis luggage, still your boy trip
Gettin' chips, so it's only right I come through all
get the lip and get a whole entire clip
Don't start 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'