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 picked and gone
Spooks with uz', ice picks, and tools
Listen fool, the revolution is
We leave clans in of blood

Let 'em all scrub to
for love, [Incomprehensible] and mud and bloody rugs
Screamin' on cats, we in your face, blast back
The Spooks put politicians in bags and

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

Hey Vengeance, pass me scalpel now
Relax, close your eyes as the of my voice penetrates
Submission is your only choice to avoid the
'Cuz I don't want no lip as I slip this microchip in your

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

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

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 pound MC's and
Bending you back and spank you
A Grammy? Fuck you 'bout? I'm tappin' your chin
See you at a club for no reason, tap it

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

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

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

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

Won't last long, that's what my turned
And told my when I was born
I got neck in a noose, damn right, I'm flexin' my juice
Shut mouth nigga, that's 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
With the materialistic, naive, fan base
Has the nerve to be offended? What you do? Dis me?
Go 'head, rhyme, kick a verse, I ya
Oh, I know it ya

A bangin' beat, a empty room, a full pen and a pad
But don't get mad you don't know what the fuck you doin'
Go 'head, punk, wait, before 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 rhyme down, that's a record of the
rhyme's been recorded, so don't even start that shit
A true freestyle's a rhyme or verse kicked the dome
Simultaneous and timed to a
Where are made, you got bleeps
And all the time

But these are the things makes a freestyle so unique
From a precorded, practiced, or written
Now what you do?
If your response is, "I know he talkin' about me"
I'm talkin' you
So fuck you to a beat, bitch, I got u