Luyện nghe bài hát Suck Yourself

Instead of somethin good with my life
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 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
Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my
One thing we wouldnt do and that was 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 used to come I'd smell mingin
The weather was always fucked my line never stopped
Cubba, white, brown pills, you can name me
was nothin we wernt slingin
Look at me now I'm
At my little sons
Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new yard n
The scene needs
Put your'e album out, same day as us and we'll see roastin!
yourself!
You kill!
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no
recognise real!
You the deal
If ya on this ting and you talkin shit
see ya when you make a mill
When you make a
ya make a mill, I'ma see ya
Respected by G's cos I tried to be one
But been around Dappy and money makers
It's football and music, or let the take us (no lie)
Uh, I never lie in my
Artist blow and make up a
They start liein to the listeners, I tell em be yaself, the G's ain't listenin!
But nowadays everybodys bad, everybodys gotta strap on bangs
And I give a shit if ya grinding
if ya clothes shit, your'e a tramp!
I'm sick and tired of these Youtube gee's, gettin pissed of because ya girl me
I swear down these make me sick
Na na nii, up a C
Please, Mr all good
Ya my hair weren't cut the way I'm good in my hood
I pass through like sho they love
It's an whenever I shows up
The money it up, day by day
And baby, pricks should never say my
I came, from a place where it's all or
So take all and leave the boys nothin'
Leave the boys yeah, fightin over shit
Number 2 album, Nigger I'm the
Ey yo Da's look now were
We use to be in the chillin
at me now spittin
Teeth grinnin
through my hood
Big gully A R swingin
Paid so I'm
I can burn
On 1 4 ways
yourself!
You kill! (You don't kill!)
I can tell the way you about 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 ain't talkin
I'ma see ya when you a mill
When you a mill
Yo
I was ballin
My trainers all had smiles on their faces they talkin
Always dressin bummy in some oversized
Runnin round the streets the gully is the black dudes
Robbin Niggers bare
I knew it fair mate
lick a couple lappys
And meet up at the staircase
Uncle B was the realest thing that I 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 these fuckin straps 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 when you make a
When you a mill
it!