Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

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

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

(That's not me)
(Skepta)
(Trust me)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3:
I never had it, made it, it
Spent it, lost it, it
To people who needed it than me
Guys in the ends shanked for the P
More I'm tryna show man the vision
But it's like man are too poor to see
So I let man do their
I ain't judging anybody, I don't wanna law
You see the rap lifestyle, if you live
and the worthless 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 food in my
See me and Dev in a cinema you
And when I pull up to the
Don't ask why I ain't wearing a suit, you're