Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

50 grand for my
Quarter mil' for my
10 mil' for my
[Verse 1:
I that I'm gonna be sick
It like every MC is about
Loves telling the they're rich
Then he wonders why they're getting rolled on when he wanna try and walk in the bits
This is real no thrills hype
On a it feels like
I've been impaled on a spike
But still fight, for my girls and real guys in the real grind that real rhymes
It's the boy next door that kicked down and I'm back on an ill vibe
(Alright)
Twenty on my weed
Five pounds on my
No swagger at all, me
And I bet I can draw your
Comply anything please
I'm gutter, do what I like
I had a dream in the grime scene
Now I'm flying at heights

[Verse 2:
Ten for my cab
Some cheap for this skank
I'm streetwise, you - fact
I'll guys, you're getting wrapped
Outside of the Side is where I'm at
Where lie and make traps
For these sweet guys flash
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 stab this verse
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
make a life and a living

(That's not me)
(Skepta)
(Trust me)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3:
I had it, made it, saved it
Spent it, lost it, it
To who needed it more than me
Guys in the getting shanked for the P
More time I'm 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 law degree
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, tired