Luyện nghe bài hát Bout It Bout It

[Verse 1 -
I represent them killers at
145th and Broadway. You get your cracked
Get your legs snapped, arm-twist, cracked
Wig tapped, "play fair!" Day care, napped
You think you real? Well, my is crazier
Your moms? Mobbing and her, Saudi Arabia
I'm 89 tho, Audi and
in N O, I had to call No Limit up
Baby MAC, baby Gat, to wake the baby up
Got my boo, cop the X5: that's a baby truck
Santana big, Jimmy in the Caddy
Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland,
In the I represent the C-O
Please ho, World, 40th: that's me, yo
Clips, 11 off. Bricks, get 7 off
Snow so white only missing is 7 dwarfs

Master P]
Killa Cam: you he bout it, bout it
Jim Jones: you know he it, bout it
Z: you know he bout it, bout it
Santana: boy bout it, bout it
Harlem World: you know they it, bout it
Diplomats: you know rowdy, rowdy
145th and Broadway, them real
You know them boys they don't

[Verse 2 -
Aiiyo, I'm bouncing an ounce or two
My crib look the Fountainblue
A too - no water, only pumping Mountain Dew
Front on little cats I was bound to do
I made it where can't pronounce my shoes
I got head, but need more
to the whorehouse soon as the tour's out
Papi's rotten, my block top was spoppy
I pop ack over some
club and Roxy Robins
Rubies and rocks we
Booties, Uzis and stop em
Battery on his copper-top him
When I'm in the building, dogg, got to watch him
Got to spot him, tre-8 a revolve him
The D.A., sargeant and coroner's - now
Highs get 8 done, Dipset play none
Jim Jones, Freeky, and the great one - Santana

[Verse 3 - Jim
You know I (What you claim?) where them gangstas bang
and Lennox, 9- tre, they do they own thing
In Uptown, up on 40 a Sean hit the block
Dogg, he move that shit, he like the network
Over wet work. you come up on that paper, get a wet shirt
Then if you through Foster and Taft
Flossing that cash then gangstas put the to your ass
And I can't forget AK and
My dogs straight cause the AK'll blast ya
One calling daddy and Q
LB's and Sally beat crew, now come on
And dope stacks, right in the liquor store
Hennssey, lil me, me you the flipped the raw
Much upset, oh they bout it
16 up out the Glock, I come up out it

P]
I represent the South, now the gonna feel us
Worth $400 mil', dumping gorillas
I'm in the project posted up, Toys 'R Us
Retire my jersey -- 65 for chicken I plucked
Pass the stuff, whoadie, it's time to get swerk
Up on the block, 1,000 grams on and Kirk
We in them and doo rags
all fall back when the No Limit boys in the house
Haters get back. Hot One hold it
In ghettoes. Big Boys, Uptown, Russian _
C-Murder locked up, but his still ringin'
Big Simp yoked, ridin', hustlin' and slangin'
You we bout it..I mean we rowdy!
New Orleans to the ATL: you know bout it bout it
Saint Louis, keep it swangin'
L.A. to Las Vegas, them homies out there
to Tennessee, them boys ain't playin'
Cause you they B-O-U-T
Texas, Florida; Detroit,
Them boys dunn from an 8th
Up on to
Kansas it. Virginia rowdy!
Illinois boys to Mississippi: it bout it
New York, Arizona, the Bay Area, the California!
North Carolina, South throw dem bows
Pennsylvania, Alabama: bout to let em
Missouri rowdy. bout it!
New Orleans and Rockafella: bout it bout it