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 be sick
It seems every MC is about
Loves telling the poor they're
he wonders why they're getting rolled on when he wanna try and walk round in the bits
This is real life no thrills
On a reals it like
I've been impaled on a steel
But still fight, for my girls and real guys in the real 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 at all, just me
And I bet I can your wife
Comply with please
I'm gutter, do what I like
I had a pipe dream in the grime
Now I'm at withering 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 Side is I'm at
Where fiends lie and traps
For these sweet guys that
But when beats time it ain't that
(Alright)
times I'm in the lab with 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
Tryna make a 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 who needed it more than me
Guys in the ends shanked for the P
time I'm tryna show man the vision
But it's like man are still too 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 wanna
Celebrities and the riches
I ain't saying I want to make money
But right now I'm tryna do the tings with it
If I eat food, eat food in my
See me and Dev in a near you
And when I up to the premiere
Don't ask why I ain't wearing a suit, tired