Luyện nghe bài hát Suck Yourself

Instead of doin somethin with my life
I was out untouchable, tryna rock grown men
I dunno how hes done it but my 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 but it was more about who was the gulliest in the ends
Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my
One thing we wouldnt do and was shot a mans mum
But I was jammed up at the crack house, all long
See man OD'in of the and the needle and the bong
When mornin to come I'd smell mingin
The was always fucked my line never stopped dingin'
Cubba, white, pills, you can name me anything
There was we wernt slingin
at me now I'm singin
At my little grinnin
Mums skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen
The needs coachin
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 fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You know the
If ya on this and you ain't talkin shit
I'ma see ya when you a mill
you make a mill
When ya make a mill, see ya
by G's cos I never tried to be one
But I've been Dappy and money makers
It's football and music, or let the streets us (no lie)
Uh, I lie in my bars
Artist blow and make up a
start liein to the listeners, I tell em be yaself, the real G's ain't listenin!
But nowadays bad, everybodys gotta strap on everybody bangs
And I don't a shit if ya grinding
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 Niggers make me sick
Na na nii, up a C
Please, Mr Munks all
Ya my hair weren't cut the way I'm good in my hood
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 say my name
I came, from a place it's all or nothin'
So I'ma take all and leave the boys
Leave the scuffin' yeah, fightin over shit
2 album, Nigger I'm the shit
Ey yo Da's look now winnin
We use to be in the chillin
at me now spittin
Teeth grinnin
Pass through my
Big gully A R chain
so I'm boastin
I can bread
On 1 4 corner
yourself!
You don't kill! (You kill!)
I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You the deal (You know the deal)
If ya on this and you ain't talkin shit
I'ma see ya you make a mill
When you make a
Yo
I was ballin
My trainers all had on their faces they were talkin
Always dressin bummy in oversized tracksuite
Runnin round the where the gully is the black dudes
Robbin Niggers bare
I it wasnt fair mate
lick a couple lappys
And we'd up at the staircase
Uncle B was the thing that I believed in
Didn't think 4 years down the line, I'd be grievin'
And I leavin, so ...
yourself! (Suck yourslef!)
You don't kill! (You kill!)
I can tell the way you about these fuckin straps that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You the deal! (Ungrateful!)
If ya on this ting and you ain't talkin
I'ma see ya you make a mill
When you make a
it!