Luyện nghe bài hát Suck Yourself

Instead of doin good with my life
I was out untouchable, tryna rock grown men
I how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for keepin 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
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 house, all night long
See man OD'in of the needle and the needle and the
When mornin used to I'd smell mingin
The weather was always fucked my line never stopped
Cubba, white, brown pills, you can name me
There was nothin we wernt
at me now I'm singin
At my sons grinnin
Mums skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen
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 straps that you ain't never cocked no still
recognise real!
You know the
If ya on this and you ain't talkin shit
see ya when you make a mill
When you make a
When ya a mill, I'ma see ya
Respected by G's cos I never to be one
But been around Dappy and money makers
It's and music, or let the streets take 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 G's ain't listenin!
But nowadays everybodys bad, everybodys 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 pissed of 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 in my hood
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, a place where it's all or nothin'
So I'ma take all and leave the nothin'
Leave the boys scuffin' yeah, over shit
Number 2 album, Nigger I'm the
Ey yo look now were winnin
We use to be in the flats
at me now spittin
Teeth grinnin
Pass through my
Big gully A R swingin
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 know the (You know the deal)
If ya on this ting and you ain't talkin
I'ma see ya when you make a
When you a mill
Yo
I was never
My trainers all had smiles on their they were talkin
Always dressin bummy in some oversized
Runnin round the where the gully is the black dudes
Robbin Niggers bare
I knew it wasnt fair
We'd lick a couple
And we'd up at the staircase
B was the realest thing that I believed in
Didn't think 4 years 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 straps that you ain't cocked no still
recognise 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!