Luyện nghe bài hát About U

[Intro:
And I'm so for about you

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

Valee]
Hit the streets, out
Sip that lean,
Fuck 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 about you (So for about you)
I won't go nowhere without you (Go nowhere you)

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

[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 real about you (So for real you)
And I'm so for about you (So for real about you)
I won't go without you (Go nowhere without you)

[Verse 3:
my old bottom bitch my bottom bitch again
Got her addicted to my wisdom and this dick again
I got rich two times in one lifetime, get rich again
Think it's 'bout that time 'cause my palms that itch again
I can't rub it off, pink molly look like skin
If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I'm on that thizz
If you see a ho walkin' with me, we with benefits
Ain't this what you think, but you think is not my business
No, not at all, ay, ay
All this guap, all this drip, watch it on your bitch
I get paid a scholarship, for playing colleges
School of hard knocks, big facts, that
Pools of Wockhardt, my heart start
Sentiment, I don't show it, al I know is grind and gettin' it
I done seen so 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 real about you (I'm for real you)
And I'm so for real about you (So for real you)
And I'm so for about you (So for real about you)
I won't go nowhere without you (Go without you)

Valee]
W-wanna stack up Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your
ChaseTheMoney,