Luyện nghe bài hát I Got U

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you
I got u

Matter fact, here two
Pits of flesh, political palm and gone
with uz', ice picks, blades and tools
Listen fool, the revolution is
We leave clans in pools of

Let 'em all to thug
Bustin' for love, [Incomprehensible] and mud and rugs
Screamin' on cats, we spit in face, blast back
The Spooks put politicians in and [Incomprehensible]

Ay, yo my crew you down outside your compound
Now we got you in the four hold on the ground
Whoop, hand me that barbed wire, now arms and legs are bound

Hey Vengeance, pass me that now
Relax, close your eyes as the sound of my voice
Submission is your choice to avoid the pain
'Cuz I want no lip as I slip this microchip in your brain

Go 'head, look, I you're thinkin', "Who's behind me?"
"Oh my God it's Water Water and no one's ever gonna me"
I got your pushin', head in the frame
In a not far over, head of the flames

Hangin' over the fire, I know hope I retire
But all y'all gettin' is open
Ga ga, spray down, down, lay down
Y'all niggas said we was commercial, what gon' say now?

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you
Got u

Rectangle, sugar Shane MC's and mangle
you back and bitch spank you
A Grammy? Fuck you talkin' 'bout? I'm tappin' chin
See you at a for no reason, tap it again

This ball bully MC's, we buildin' 'em
Large like Wood's teeth when chewin' on beef
Take you the block, bring you back, tie the knots
He bitch man, slap your whole block, moms and

I ain't gon' lie though, brothers got a bravado
But can't back it up with the skills, they playin'
With they careers, they step to me on the streets
On or over beats you can't engage the heat

From this ethereal thriller, mysterious serving
Stalk you the sick precision of a serial killer
Record your routine, I you from the day to the night
Calculatin' when it be the best time to strike

They keep my name
Water Water, smack the whack in the back
a Louisville Ax Slugger, then slash the jugular
Hit your rawdog with no rubber, he's a dirty mawfuckar

last long, that's what my momma turned
And told my daddy when I was
I got neck in a noose, damn right, I'm flexin' my juice
Shut your mouth nigga, an excuse

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you
Got u

What? Which one of you rappers
the materialistic, naive, egotistical fan base
Has the nerve to be What you gon' do? Dis me?
Go 'head, rhyme, a verse, I dare ya
Oh, I know it ya

A bangin' beat, a empty room, a pen and a blank pad
But get mad 'cuz you don't know what the fuck you doin'
Go 'head, freestyle punk, wait, you start
I know somebody done told you that a freestyle's the reciting of a
That been recorded or put on the market

But when you write that down, that's a record of the rhyme
That been recorded, so don't even start that shit
A true freestyle's a or verse kicked from the dome
Simultaneous and timed to a
Where are made, you got bleeps
And [Incomprehensible] all the

But these are the things that a freestyle so unique
a precorded, practiced, or written rhyme
Now what you do?
If your response is, "I he ain't talkin' about me"
I'm talkin' you
So you to a break beat, bitch, I got u