Luyện nghe bài hát Suck Yourself

Instead of doin somethin good with my
I was out feelin untouchable, tryna grown men
I dunno how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for me outta pen
If it wernt for him and my paps, I'd be at a 10
We all used to shot food but it was more about who was the 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 jammed up at the house, all night long
See man of the needle and the needle and the bong
When mornin used to I'd smell mingin
The weather was fucked my line never stopped dingin'
Cubba, white, brown pills, you can name me
was nothin we wernt slingin
Look at me now I'm
At my sons grinnin
Mums skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen
The needs 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
Real real!
You the deal
If ya on this ting and you talkin shit
I'ma see ya when you make a
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 money
It's football and music, or let the streets us (no lie)
Uh, I lie in my bars
Artist blow and up a part
They start liein to the listeners, I tell em be yaself, the real G's listenin!
But nowadays everybodys bad, everybodys gotta strap on bangs
And I don't give a shit if ya
if ya clothes look shit, a tramp!
I'm sick and tired of these Youtube gee's, gettin of because ya girl Youtubes me
I swear down these make me sick
Na na nii, up a C
Please, Mr all good
Ya think my hair cut the way I'm good in my hood
I pass through like sho they show
It's an whenever I shows up
The money it up, day by day
And baby, pricks never say my name
I came, a place where it's all or nothin'
So I'ma take all and leave the boys
Leave the scuffin' yeah, fightin over shit
Number 2 album, Nigger I'm the
Ey yo Da's now were winnin
We use to be in the chillin
Look at me now
Teeth still
Pass my hood
Big A R chain swingin
Paid so I'm
I can burn
On 1 4 ways
yourself!
You don't kill! (You kill!)
I can tell the way you talk these fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You the deal (You know the deal)
If ya on this ting and you talkin shit
I'ma see ya when you make a
When you make a
Yo
I was never
My trainers all had smiles on faces they were talkin
Always dressin in some oversized tracksuite
Runnin round the streets where the gully is the black
Robbin bare faced
I knew it wasnt fair
lick a couple lappys
And we'd up at the staircase
B was the realest thing that I believed in
Didn't think 4 years down the line, I'd still be
And I leavin, so ...
yourself! (Suck yourslef!)
You kill! (You don't kill!)
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps 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 when you make a
When you make a
it!