Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

50 grand for my
Quarter mil' for my
10 for my house
[Verse 1:
I that I'm gonna be sick
It seems like MC is about
Loves telling the they're rich
Then he wonders why they're getting rolled on when he wanna try and round in the bits
is real 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 rhymes
It's the boy next that kicked down doors and I'm back on an ill vibe
(Alright)
Twenty pounds on my
Five on my pint
No swagger at all, me
And I bet I can draw wife
Comply with please
I'm gutter, do what I like
I had a dream in the grime scene
Now I'm flying at withering

[Verse 2:
Ten for my cab
Some cheap wine for this
I'm streetwise, you - fact
I'll fleece guys, you're wrapped
Outside of the Side is where I'm at
Where fiends lie and 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 this
to kill it, I'm able and willing
Rep for the boys, the kids and the
Tryna get by in the times that we in
Tryna make a life and a

(That's not me)
(Skepta)
(Trust me)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3:
I had it, made it, saved it
Spent it, it, gave it
To people who needed it more me
in the ends getting shanked for the P
More I'm tryna show man the vision
But it's like man are still too to see
So I let man do ting
I ain't judging anybody, I don't wanna law
You see the rap lifestyle, if you live
Celebrities and the worthless
I ain't saying I don't want to make
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 cinema you
And when I up to the premiere
Don't ask why I wearing a suit, you're tired