Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

50 grand for my
Quarter for my whip
10 for my house
[Verse 1:
I think I'm gonna be sick
It seems like MC is about
Loves the poor they're rich
Then he wonders why getting rolled on when he wanna try and walk round in the bits
This is real life no hype
On a reals it feels
I've impaled on a steel spike
But still fight, for my girls and guys in the real grind that write real rhymes
the boy next door 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 your wife
Comply with anything
I'm gutter, I'll do what I
I had a pipe dream in the grime
Now I'm flying at heights

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

(That's not me)
(Skepta)
(Trust me)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3:
I never had it, made it, it
Spent it, lost it, it
To who needed it more than me
in the ends getting shanked for the P
More time I'm tryna man the vision
But it's man are still 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 live
Celebrities and the worthless
I saying I don't want to make money
But right now I'm tryna do the right tings 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 ain't wearing a suit, you're