Luyện nghe bài hát About U

[Intro:
And I'm so for real you

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

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

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

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

3: DRAM]
Made my old bottom bitch my bottom again
Got her back to my wisdom and this dick again
I got two times in one lifetime, finna get rich again
Think it's 'bout that time 'cause my gettin' that itch again
I can't rub it off, pink molly like chicken skin
If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I'm on thizz again
If you see a ho walkin' with me, we with benefits
Ain't 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 on your bitch
I get paid a scholarship, just for colleges
School of hard knocks, big facts, that
Pools of Wockhardt, my heart start
Sentiment, I don't really show it, al I is grind and gettin' it
I done seen so many fuckin' 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 lean, knockout
Fuck bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)
And I'm so for about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (So for real you)
And I'm so for real you (So for real about you)
I won't go without you (Go nowhere without you)

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