Luyện nghe bài hát Suck Yourself

Instead of doin good with my life
I was out untouchable, tryna rock grown men
I dunno how hes it but my lawyer is a gee for keepin me outta pen
If it for him and my paps, I'd be lookin at a 10
We all used to shot food but it was more about who was the gulliest in the
Shout out to Tinchy, I was than my guns
One thing we wouldnt do and that was a mans mum
But I was jammed up at the crack house, all long
See man OD'in of the needle and the needle and the
When mornin to come I'd smell mingin
The weather was always my line never stopped dingin'
Cubba, white, brown pills, you can me anything
was nothin we wernt slingin
Look at me now I'm
At my little grinnin
Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new n kitchen
The scene coachin
Put your'e album out, day as us and we'll see who's roastin!
yourself!
You kill!
I can the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You the deal
If ya on this ting and you ain't talkin
see ya when you make a mill
When you make a
When ya make a mill, see ya
Respected by G's cos I never to be one
But I've been around Dappy and makers
It's football and music, or let the streets us (no lie)
Uh, I never lie in my
Artist and make up a part
They start liein to the listeners, I tell em be yaself, the real G's listenin!
But nowadays everybodys bad, gotta strap on everybody bangs
And I don't a shit if ya grinding
if ya look shit, your'e a tramp!
I'm sick and tired of these Youtube gee's, gettin of because ya girl Youtubes me
I down these Niggers make me sick
Na na nii, up a C
Please, Mr all good
Ya think my hair weren't cut the way I'm good in my
I pass like sho they show love
It's an event I shows up
The money it up, day by day
And baby, pricks should never say my
I came, a place where it's all or nothin'
So I'ma take all and the boys nothin'
Leave the boys scuffin' yeah, over shit
Number 2 album, Nigger I'm the
Ey yo Da's now were winnin
We use to be in the chillin
at me now spittin
Teeth still
Pass through my
Big gully A R swingin
so I'm boastin
I can bread
On 1 4 ways
yourself!
You don't kill! (You kill!)
I can tell the way you talk about these straps that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You know the deal (You the deal)
If ya on this and you ain't talkin shit
I'ma see ya you make a mill
When you a mill
Yo
I was ballin
My trainers all had smiles on their they were talkin
Always dressin in some oversized tracksuite
Runnin round the streets where the gully is the dudes
Niggers bare faced
I knew it wasnt fair
lick a couple lappys
And we'd meet up at the
Uncle B was the realest thing I believed in
Didn't think 4 years down the line, I'd still be
And I leavin, so ...
yourself! (Suck yourslef!)
You don't kill! (You kill!)
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you never cocked no still
Real real!
You the deal! (Ungrateful!)
If ya on this ting and you talkin shit
see ya when you make a mill
When you a mill
it!