Luyện nghe bài hát Suck Yourself

Instead of doin somethin good my life
I was out feelin untouchable, tryna rock men
I dunno how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for 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 who was the gulliest in the ends
out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my guns
One we wouldnt do and that was shot a mans mum
But I was up at the crack house, all night long
See man OD'in of the needle and the and the bong
When mornin used to I'd smell mingin
The weather was always fucked my never stopped dingin'
Cubba, white, brown pills, you can me anything
There was nothin we wernt
Look at me now I'm
At my little sons
Mums gotta skits out, she sees her new yard n kitchen
The scene needs
Put your'e out, same day as us and we'll see who's roastin!
yourself!
You kill!
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no
Real real!
You the deal
If ya on this ting and you ain't shit
see ya when you make a mill
When you a mill
When ya make a mill, see ya
by G's cos I never tried 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
blow and make up a part
They start to the listeners, I tell em be yaself, the real G's ain't listenin!
But nowadays everybodys bad, everybodys strap on everybody bangs
And I give a shit if ya grinding
if ya clothes look shit, a tramp!
I'm sick and tired of Youtube gee's, gettin pissed 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 through sho they show love
It's an whenever I shows up
The money it up, day by day
And baby, pricks should say my name
I came, from a place where all or nothin'
So I'ma take all and the boys nothin'
Leave the boys scuffin' yeah, over shit
2 album, Nigger I'm the shit
Ey yo Da's now were winnin
We use to be in the flats
Look at me now
Teeth grinnin
through my hood
Big A R chain swingin
Paid so I'm
I can burn
On 1 4 corner
yourself!
You kill! (You don't kill!)
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no
Real real!
You the deal (You know the deal)
If ya on this ting and you ain't shit
I'ma see ya you make a mill
When you a mill
Yo
I was ballin
My trainers all had smiles on faces they were talkin
Always dressin bummy in some tracksuite
Runnin round the where the gully is the black dudes
Robbin bare faced
I knew it wasnt fair
We'd lick a couple
And meet up at the staircase
Uncle B was the realest thing that I in
Didn't 4 years down the line, I'd still be grievin'
And I leavin, so ...
yourself! (Suck yourslef!)
You kill! (You don't kill!)
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin that you ain't never cocked no still
Real real!
You the deal! (Ungrateful!)
If ya on this ting and you ain't shit
I'ma see ya you make a mill
When you a mill
it!