Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotcha

Lupe, man
You I have ya
Right, right, right,
Right, right, right,

call me Lupe, I'll be your new day
They wanna smell like me, they my bouquet
But they can't, they accented the U.K.
Turn Ude Lupe to Pepe Le Peu spray

Flagrantly fragrant and can't escape it
My perfume pursued everywhere that they went
You don't want a loan, my cologne alone
It's a little too for you to be puttin' on

Trust me, I say this
I went from musty to musky and y'all mush me
I warned cornballs, I hush puppies
The swans in the called my duck ugly

But now they hug me because it's
They love the aroma of a roamer of the
Got the shakers and the and the player and the girls
Keep the fakers and the and the haters in a twirl

You want the flava, ma, hey, I
You want the realness, well, I
I know you sick of them niggaz, big car and ya
Either they pimps or they or they mobsters

You want the shit, hey, I gotcha
You see my here, you know we proper
You we do it, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right,

And I'm from Chi-Town, that's where I flies
Keep some frames over my eyes now
We used to gangbang, a lot of done died down
Children of the hat tiltin', hope alive now

All no high, I do it so fly
Bank Caesar, Tack helicopter the bow tie
I love my city, really hope God bless it
Have my mind movin' than that hog in the hedges

Welcome all of y'all to my dark
This is where I keep the like bathtub edges
My and my Doves, my levers and my zest's
It takes of your bubble bath to match the freshness

Belly Of The Beast', you know I'm from it
I wrap it in a towel, go my pal in the stomach
And I be on my like Irish spring and I coast
Fudge wit it and get a mouth of soap

You want the flava, ma, hey, I
You the realness, well, I gotcha
I know you sick of niggaz, big car and watch ya
they pimps or they macks or they mobsters

You want the real shit, hey, I
You see my here, you know we proper
You we do it, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right,

And so to sign off, this beat, I off
Is from the looniest P and Mind Boss
You it in the air, it's such a fine force
But you don't hear me though, just like a thoughts

That's 'cause I'm in Europe, me and my tour'a
I'm on my pimp, my is temperer
I it easy on my watch, I'm watchin' TV
Am I as clean as Maharishi? See, the hare is tryna me

As I continue to do pace
They say him got two heads and four eyes just like
But see my safe, it's in my secret safe
That's in my secret room, on my secret

So from the runner of the FNF
Come in hip hop, come to resurrect you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you, you

You the flava, ma, hey, I gotcha
You want the realness, well, I
I you sick of them niggaz, big car and watch ya
Either pimps or they macks or they mobsters

You want the shit, hey, I gotcha
You see my niggaz here, you know we
You we do it, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right,

Yes, sir, FNF,