Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotcha

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

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

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

Trust me, I say this
I went from musty to musky and can't mush me
I warned y'all cornballs, I puppies
The swans in the pond called my duck

But now hug me because it's lovely
They love the aroma of a roamer of the
Got the shakers and the skaters and the player and the
the fakers and the flakers 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 the real shit, hey, I gotcha
You see my niggaz here, you know we
You know we do it, right, right,
Right, right, right, right,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So from the of the FNF crew
Come in hip hop, we've come to you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you, you

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

Yes, sir, FNF,