Luyện nghe bài hát About U

[Intro:
And I'm so for about you

1: Valee]
I poured up a six
With a bad, bad again
Ain't no tellin' she on
When, when we done with again
ChaseTheMoney,
Find a bitch thick like this again
I you on my own
Buy shit like this again
Hope you not tryna run up, then
I won't hesitate to shoot bitch
All this dope I got, all this I got
It ain't as dope as you
Still as dope as you

[Chorus:
Hit the streets, out
Sip that lean,
that bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for about you)
And I'm so for about you (So for real about you)
And I'm so for real you (So for real about you)
I won't go nowhere you (Go nowhere without you)

[Verse 2:
W-wanna stack up Benjamins
But you can't get set back and
So you caught a flat on your Benz
Dropped it off, got it again
Versace draws on bitch again
Got her on her like a pit again
Ran off on plug, oh you did him in
Oh nah, she from here, she not citizen
(Not here at all)
All guap I got, all this guap I got
I just throw it on you
Just might it on you
Gave my son all my 10s
Savin' all his again
Taught him how to shoot a
Walked in Gucci, a nine in men's

Valee]
Hit the streets, out
Sip that lean,
Fuck bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)
And I'm so for about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (So for about you)
And I'm so for real about you (So for about you)
I won't go nowhere you (Go nowhere without you)

[Verse 3:
Made my old bottom my bottom bitch again
Got her back to my wisdom and this dick again
I got rich two times in one lifetime, get rich again
Think it's 'bout time 'cause my palms gettin' that itch again
I can't rub it off, pink molly look like chicken
If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I'm on that again
If you see a ho walkin' with me, we friends with
this what you think, but what you think is not my business
No, not at all, ay, ay
All guap, all this drip, watch it drop on your bitch
I get paid a scholarship, just for colleges
School of hard knocks, big facts, that
Pools of Wockhardt, my heart won't
Sentiment, I don't show it, al I know is grind and gettin' it
I seen so many fuckin' commas from my penmanship
I'ma keep my left hand to pad 'til it fall off
For the love of music and the Benjamins,

[Chorus:
Hit the streets, out
Sip that lean,
that bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)
And I'm so for about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (So for about you)
And I'm so for real you (So for real about you)
I go nowhere without you (Go nowhere without you)

[Outro:
W-wanna up your Benjamins
stack up your Benjamins
ChaseTheMoney,