Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout It Bout It

Yeah ha, I could 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 down south shit though nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mr. Servon is bout' it bout it, Mo B Dick, you know he it, bout it
G, K-Lou, bout' 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 bunch of niggas that I'm bout it
Comin' the Crescent, testin' nuts
And to bust some of those who doubt it
I'm rowdy as the fuck, hoes you best be up

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

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

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

So bout it every day, we harder firewater
Got niggas gettin' high off my floss, gumbo
Re greet 'em plus my ate two fate got 'em twenty bones
So it on 'cause I gotta recognize

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

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

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

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

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

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

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