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maybach music group - bout that life كلمات الأغنية

(intro: ric flair)
it’s so hard for me to sit back here, in this studio,
looking at a guy out here hollering my name
when last year i spent more money on spilt liquor
in bars from one side of this world to the other, than you made
you’re talking to the rolex wearing, diamond ring wearing, kid stealing (woo!)
wheeling dealing, limousine riding, jet flying, son of a gun

(hook x2: meek mill)
these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)

(verse 1)
running round, ridin, act loco
who you with? numerous shots from the 4-4
young n-gg- in the low low drummin out the thing with a lil bad b-tch like yolo
4-4 on my hip line this time ain’t no joke
in the hood where it ain’t no hope
everybody ridin on it like it ain’t no soap
and everybody get to rappin when it ain’t no coach
where the money n-gg-?
car 44, ridin where i live at
ride by the whole load if you get it back
fish gal when i snap in the rental rap
lil n-gg- you ain’t stuntin, get that rental back
hoe i like fast cars, fast broads
and my last car was like a nascar, it go vroom vroom then skrr skrr
when i blast off she go up and down like n-ssau
bike life on yo b-tch n-gg-
pop a w-lly all in the p-ssy
she switchin gears in this d-ck n-gg-
still young rappers and rich n-gg-s
yellow diamonds like p-ss n-gg-
vip stars, they gliss n-gg-
yall suckas don’t do it like this n-gg-, woa!

(verse 2)
that n-gg- right there, that n-gg- right there,
look at that n-gg- right there
that b-tch right there, that b-tch right there
look at that b-tch right there
you ain’t bout that life, you ain’t bout that
that price tag you ain’t bout that
that b-tch you love we popped that
that sh-t talk you ain’t bout that
don’t get caught in that traffic
n-gg-s ain’t bout that action
and you can keep your chain
my n-gg-s don’t want that plastic
n-gg-s talkin’ bout they got mills
n-gg-s talkin’ bout they got wheels
n-gg-s talkin bout they got skills
he alright, he not real
got a little flow that’s cool with me
got a little dough that’s cool with me
got a little watch a little jewelry
them self made n-gg-s, volume 3
that work get through like woo
shorty got that ric flair p-ssy like woo

(verse 3)
i said yall would but dope huntin yo business
when the cop pull up yall n-gg-s slippin
with the window rolled up
that choppa went to rippin
choppa went to rippin
ain’t no god, ain’t no peace
yes yo body floatin in blood
exposed to the skreek
i’m bout that life, i don’t play no games
that snitch sh-t lame
in the booth you know i’m flame
ross put me in the game
mgb help you kick that bang, that molly game
mmg cut that check, bust a rollie and a chain
yall n-gg-s played like reeve rock
coast to coast, top to top
bad b-tches suck the c-ck
in the crib or in the car
p-ssy n-gg- hate guns, i’m a star
p-ssy n-gg- hate like i’m a star
p-ssy n-gg- whip like who you are?
p-ssy n-gg-s scared if around my car

(hook: meek mill)
these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
ain’t bout that life, ain’t bout that life (you ain’t bout that life)
these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s ain’t bout that life

(verse 4)
you ain’t bout that life, you ain’t bout that yay
you ain’t never seen a brick roll down the whole trades
all i know is gotta play
hit my n-gg- gunplay and everytime broad day
i just stunt in that cage
adding n-gg-s front page
keep going, yall stay
i ain’t try aim everybody in that vip
catch a stray and i pull that drop
i done whipped that mazy, i done flipped that lolly
you ain’t seen a dead body?
i done earned my dope name
you see the n-gg-s who shot a mane and they own blood
had to wipe mama tears
she’s dreamin i’m dead but a n-gg-’s getting bread
my n-gg-s beat the feds
they never seen the fall of my band
you ain’t bout that life, that life
keep 100 shots in that pipe
200 my dash, 1000 grams of that white
sky dweller my watch, 2 kilos my cuban
course i link my cuban
you getting money then prove it n-gg-
torch

(verse 5)
when they shoot on sight and they sit on tight
but n-gg-s who snipe with that big old fire
n-gg- sit on down
you’s a godd-mn joke, what you out there doing?
you won’t get yourself hurt, it’s not that movie
these guns really shootin and these badge really movin
i need them m’s and yall n-gg-s still playin
i’m tryna build my brand
lil man can’t hear daddy got killed for a gram
what the f-ck is you sayin?
i’m tryin to show off my b-tches with black bongs
nino brown somebody baby mama
f-ck n-gg- keep talkin crazy
i’mma bag yo b-tch and start claimin you doin that uh
all my work from across the border n-gg-
woo!
if he a f-ck n-gg- i’ll f-ckin shoot him n-gg-
when we pull up hoes get star struck
this live house, mmg
i’mma teach you f-ck n-gg-s to boss up

- maybach music group

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