Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

50 for my chain
mil' for my whip
10 mil' for my
1: Devlin]
I think that I'm gonna be
It seems like every MC is
Loves telling the poor rich
Then he wonders why they're getting on when he wanna try and walk round in the bits
This is life no thrills hype
On a it feels like
I've impaled on a steel spike
But still fight, for my girls and real guys in the grind that write real rhymes
It's the boy next door that kicked down doors and I'm back on an ill
(Alright)
Twenty on my weed
Five on my pint
No swagger at all, me
And I bet I can draw wife
Comply anything please
I'm gutter, do what I like
I had a pipe in the grime scene
Now I'm at withering heights

[Verse 2:
Ten for my cab
Some wine for this skank
I'm streetwise, you - fact
fleece guys, you're getting wrapped
Outside of the East Side is I'm at
Where lie and make traps
For these sweet guys that
But when it's beats time it ain't
(Alright)
These times I'm in the lab terms
These guys are on a learn
No peace signs, I'm gonna stab this
Just to kill it, I'm able and
Rep for the boys, the kids and the
Tryna get by in the times that we in
make a life and a living

(That's not me)
(Skepta)
(Trust me)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3:
I never had it, it, saved it
Spent it, lost it, it
To people who needed it than me
Guys in the ends shanked for the P
More time I'm show man the vision
But it's like man are too poor to see
So I let man do ting
I ain't judging anybody, I wanna law degree
You see the rap lifestyle, if you wanna
Celebrities and the riches
I ain't saying I want to make money
But now I'm tryna do the right tings with it
If I eat food, eat in my crew
See me and Dev in a near you
And when I pull up to the
Don't ask why I ain't wearing a suit, tired