Luyện nghe bài hát About U

[Intro:
And I'm so for real you

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

[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 real 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 nowhere you)

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

Valee]
Hit the streets, out
Sip lean, knockout
Fuck 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 you (So for real about you)
I go nowhere without you (Go nowhere without you)

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

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

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