Luyện nghe bài hát About U

[Intro:
And I'm so for about you

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

[Chorus:
Hit the streets, out
Sip lean, knockout
Fuck bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real you)
And I'm so for real 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 without you)

2: Valee]
W-wanna stack up your
But you get set back and shit
So you caught a flat on your again
Dropped it off, got it again
Versace draws on your 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 from at all)
All this guap I got, all guap I got
I just throw it on you
might throw it on you
Gave my son all my 10s
Savin' all his ones
Taught him how to shoot a
Walked in Gucci, bought a nine in

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

3: DRAM]
Made my old bottom bitch my bottom bitch
Got her back addicted to my wisdom and dick again
I got rich two times in one lifetime, get rich again
it's 'bout that time 'cause my palms gettin' that itch again
I can't rub it off, molly look like chicken skin
If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I'm on thizz again
If you see a ho with me, we friends with benefits
this what you think, but what you think is not my business
No, not at all, ay, ay
All this guap, all this drip, watch it drop on your
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 done seen so many commas from my penmanship
I'ma keep my left to that pad 'til it fall off
For the love of music and the Benjamins,

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

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