Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout It Bout It

Yeah ha, I could never my back nigga
(Never)
I never forget where I came from
for all my muthafuckin' soldiers
(Master P)

Native of New
(Louisiana)
All you Tru soldiers, it up for Richmond, California
(Puttin 'em on the map)

Put em up, represent, where you
(Westside, southside)
Check out some of this down south though nigga

You it, I'm bout' it bout it
If you bout' it it, well, say you bout' it, bout it
I where them killers hang
Third Ward, Projects, we got our own name

It's a hood, but it's all good
And Mr. Rogers got shit up on my neighborhood
I nothin' but G's
(G's)

Richmond, California all the way back to New Orleans
That murder of the world, so fool watch your back
The rise and clip but some tourist don't make it back
And ain't trippin' on yo life G
(Life G)

They ready to take ass out before the count of 1, 2, 3
So give me your gold chain, what 'bout gold ring
Niggas down quick to put you in that body slang
I mean that body cast, ha ha, 'bout that body bag

You ain't quick, that's why you on your ass
And niggas stuntin' perpetratin', talkin'
You roll the projects, you might get your wig split
Mr crazy borrow a quarter quarter

You not fuck with them fools that gone on that water, water
I mean that juice, fermaldahide
(Dang dat)
you want, the more they dip in cigarettes to get high
Like some alcohol, don't even give a fuck

leave you stuck in that muthafuckin' black truck
Break you off some muthafuckin' Japanese
(Damn)
no love in this hood, ain't no love for G's
And these killin' bitches too

And these bitches settin' up niggas 'cause give a fuck about you
You be bout it, bout it, cause I'm bout' it, bout it
Third Ward, Calliope Projects, you they bout' it, bout it
And that Ward is bout' it, bout it

I mean Fifth Ward and Tenth Ward
You know they bout' it it, Twelfth ward, bout' it, bout it
And that thirteenth, uptown, downtown, across the sea
it bout it, 'cause we bout' it, bout it

My homie Hot Minus Sign, they bout' it, bout it
bout' it bout it, I mean we bout' it, it
King George, Tru you know, we it, bout it
Silkk, you know he it, bout it

My manager TC, you know he it, bout it
Big Ed, bout' it it
C, you know she bout' it, bout it
C-Murder, it bout it

Mr. Servon is it bout it, Mo B Dick, you know he bout' it, bout it
Cally G, K-Lou, it, bout it
Craig, you know he bout' it, it
And Mia X kick some shit, she rowdy rowdy

I'm to show a whole bunch of niggas that I'm bout it
from the Crescent, testin' nuts
And to bust some of those who doubt it
I'm rowdy as the fuck, you best be backin' up

From this below sea hoe comin' like a tornado
drama, either way I have to do this
So break your selves, niggas here a woman to this Tru click
The bitch you love to hate but yet bold enough to face

'Cause Mia X will finish first in this grand race
I kick your ear hole's laced my pimp stress funk
Punks playa hate they shit be bump
But I dunk a niggas head a toilet full of piss

'Cause in this field, fool we ain't takin' no shit
Downtown Ward left feet on guard
Seven Ward hard heads, niggas out that Saint
Ninth pressed for desire and Florida, New Orleans

So it every day, we comin' harder firewater
Got them niggas gettin' high off my floss,
Re greet 'em plus my ate two fate got 'em payin' bones
So bring it on 'cause I recognize

No Limit and Mia X, nigga flex if you bout' it, it
You bout' it bout it, yeah, I'm bout' it, it
And rest in peace my girl, Jill 'cause she was bout' it, it

I mean she bout' it, bout it, she was it, bout it
Them niggas No Limit Records, you know we bout' it, bout it
Master P, you know I'm bout' it, it
The New Orleans, them motherfuckers are bout' it, bout it

Rouge, you know they bout' it, bout it
Jackson, Tennessee, you know they it, bout it, Alabama, even Georgia
And all you other motherfuckers in Southside Florida
You know they bout' it bout it cause we it bout it

From Richmond, California to Oakland, they bout' it, it
the bay to San Fransisco, to the Eastside
Huh, you know they bout' it, it
Down in Kansas City, you know bout' it, bout it

Kentucky, Ohio, Washington, they bout' it, it
Mean Green, you know he bout' it, it
Street, that nigga bout' it, bout it
Rock Raines, huh, ya know bout' it, bout it

My nigga, Vercy Carter, you know he bout' it, it
Rasheem in the Magnolia, ya bout' it, bout it
And all them niggas, uptown fuckin' it, bout it
All them niggas bootin' up with gold bout' it, bout it
(Bout it, it)

Them bout' it, bout it
(Bout' it, it)
My little brother Kevin Miller, rest in
(Rest in peace)
Young nigga, he was it, bout it
Bounce bounce bounce if ya bout' it, bout it

Yeah, if you it, say you bout it
Being about it means you down to do
You it? I'm bout' it