Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout It Bout It

Yeah ha, I never turn my back nigga
(Never)
I could never where I came from
This for all my 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 bout it, I'm it bout it
If you it bout it, well, say you bout' it, bout it
I where them killers hang
Third Ward, Projects, we got our own name

It's a small hood, but all good
And Mr. Rogers ain't got up on my neighborhood
I represent but G's
(G's)

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

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

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

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

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

And these bitches settin' up niggas don't give a fuck about you
You gotta be bout it, bout it, I'm bout' it, bout it
Third Ward, Calliope Projects, you know they bout' it, it
And Fourth Ward is bout' it, bout it

I mean Fifth Ward and Tenth Ward
You know bout' it bout 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 little homie Hot Minus Sign, bout' it, bout it
bout' it it, I mean we bout' it, bout it
George, Tru you know, we bout' it, bout it
Silkk, you he bout' it, bout it

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

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

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

From this below sea level hoe like a tornado
Brings drama, way I have to do this
So break selves, niggas here comes a woman to this Tru click
The bitch you love to but yet ain't bold enough to face

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

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

So bout it every day, we comin' firewater
Got them gettin' high off my floss, gumbo
Re greet 'em plus my ate two fate got 'em payin' twenty
So bring it on 'cause I gotta

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

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

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

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

Kentucky, Ohio, Washington, bout' it, bout it
Mean Green, you know he bout' it, it
Street, that nigga bout' it, bout it
Rock Raines, huh, ya know he's bout' it, 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 niggas bootin' up with that gold bout' it, bout it
(Bout it, it)

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

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