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,
a bitch that's thick like this again
I you on my own
Buy designer shit like again
Hope you not tryna run up, 'cause
I won't to shoot this bitch
All this dope I got, all this I got
It still ain't as as you
Still ain't as as you

[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 about 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 nowhere without you (Go nowhere you)

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

Valee]
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 you (So for real about you)
And I'm so for about you (So for real about you)
I won't go nowhere without you (Go 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 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 look like chicken skin
If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I'm on thizz again
If you see a ho walkin' me, we friends with benefits
Ain't this what you think, but 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, part
of Wockhardt, my heart won't start
Sentiment, I don't really show it, al I know is grind and it
I done seen so many fuckin' commas from my
I'ma keep my left hand to that pad it fall off
For the love of and the Benjamins, year

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

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