Luyện nghe bài hát What You Bout

Artist: C-Murder f/
Album: in Crime
Song: You Bout

[M] You well right.
[C] What's happ'. well right
[M] BUCK! BUCK! Here I go boy. 504 still up in BITCH!
[C] Nigga, TRU Records in this ya dig
It's a No thang boy.
[M] Nigga, if you aint bout motherfucking drama
and all that crazy ass shit, get the fuck out the club nigga
[C]
[M] Ya me

Chorus 2x: (C-Murder)
What you bout boy (What you boy)
out boy (Thugged out boy)
From the boy (From the South boy)
Shut ya boy (Shut ya mouth boy)

Kept telling a motherfucker they gon' feel us, see us, hear us
These niggas from the 504 the realest, TRU godzillas
niggas tryna keep up with the man
ya'll motherfuckers need to keep up the time
all that other shit, come up with the beat
I'ma come up the rhyme
The splitter, natural born zone ripper
Hold my own nigga, big pistol gripper
I told ya ass, you can't say my name a dick in yo mouth
It done happened already, you know I'm coming to up the crowd
Any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo down
Bout this Bout it Bout it, so nigga don't FUCK
The man hot, out
Got the clout, represent the whole South

What you bout, I'm bout that drama, step to me and handle it
A nigga out the South, golds in his mouth, straight out of Louisiana
The boot, we quick to shoot, the 504 I'm
TRU on the tank, N-L for life, down south, No Limit
Soundz bring the noise for them boyz who be dumping with them heaters
And I bring them lyrics have them killers fighting like mosquitos
Break bread with and hang with thugs,
nigga went to jail for slangin
Now I'm free, just me and the
aint fucking a nigga if he aint fucking with me
But if it go down, I'm to ride, I aint scared, I'm ready to die
Nigga be glad I punched you in yo eye, coulda made yo cry
play me boy, I aint no toy, thugged out from the South boy
Fucking with No will get yo dragged out yo house boy