Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotcha

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

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

Flagrantly fragrant and they escape 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

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

But now they hug me it's lovely
They love the aroma of a roamer of the
Got the and the skaters and the player and the girls
Keep the fakers and the flakers and the haters in a

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

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 I'm from Chi-Town, where I flies 'round
some Cartier frames over my eyes now
We to gangbang, a lot of that done died down
Children of the hat tiltin', keepin' hope now

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

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

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

You the flava, ma, hey, I gotcha
You want the realness, well, I
I know you sick of niggaz, big car and watch ya
they pimps or they macks 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 so to off, this beat, I rhyme off
Is from the looniest P and Hugo Boss
You feel it in the air, it's such a fine
But you don't hear me though, like a mime's thoughts

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, sir, FNF,