Luyện nghe bài hát About U

[Intro:
And I'm so for about you

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

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

[Verse 2:
W-wanna up your Benjamins
But you can't get set back and
So you caught a flat on your again
it off, got it fixed 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 here at all)
All this guap I got, all guap I got
I might throw it on you
Just throw it on you
my son all my 10s again
Savin' all his again
Taught him how to a nine
Walked in Gucci, bought a in men's

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

[Verse 3:
Made my old bitch my bottom bitch again
Got her back addicted to my wisdom and this again
I got rich two times in one lifetime, finna get rich
Think it's 'bout that time 'cause my 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 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, it drop on your bitch
I get paid a scholarship, just for playing
of hard knocks, big facts, that part
Pools of Wockhardt, my heart won't
Sentiment, I really 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 of music and the Benjamins, year

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

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