Luyện nghe bài hát Big For Your Boots

You're getting way too big for boots
You're never too big for the
I've got the big size twelves on my
Your face big for my boot
up the yout
Man that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere twist up the truth
How you twist up the truth, look
getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the
I've got the big size on my feet
face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the
Man know I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere twist up the truth
How dare you up the truth

Wanna round here like a badboy? Do it
Bun all the talking, go on then, do it
Running the party, bottle of BACARDÍ
Bro's in my ear "Stormz, don't do it"
Devil on my shoulder, I lack
Hit 'em with a crowbar, I scrap
when I'm sober, I'm so gassed
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash (what you 'bout?)
Clown, stand
had a MAC-10 or a trey pound
You were bad then, you ain't bad now
had the MAC then, little nigga, back down
Wait, I saw bare kicks, saw bare
Said fuck that, I can't wear
I don't them, they're not my ting
They went silent, they're all
Like yeah, gone clear
Never had a Tom Ford or a
Mandem are calm, but you see my don
Fuckeries, tell 'em don't do it, don't
Don't who you know from my block
You're not Al Capone, get boxed
They can my car and my creps
I'll do the road in my socks
Like who's gonna stop me? Him?
in a cigarette, blue slims
Don't be an idiot, smart
been killing it, new king
Niggas ready for my new stuff
You're a by yourself, go and group up
And when Krept went for the BETs
I was covering like a bootcut
Ith mad, a family ting, straight family ting
Dem man are broke, no salary
Had a ting called Amy
Telling me to come round on a Valerie ting
Hashtag Merky ting
like art in a gallery ting
Dem boy dere wanna chat about
chat about crud but, but, but

You're way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the
got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face big for my boot
up the yout
Man that I kick up the yout
Dem boy tried twist up the truth
How you twist up the truth, look

I'm too hot
Drug in my shoebox
I'm the man of the house and my shows out
Like the brudda the Boondocks
1 in my boombox
Still steal from the stew pot
Mandem go sick my tune drops
Little man, that's a Hublot, not a
What? it right, you prick
I go mad, yeah, I'm down to die for
I don't care, bro, I'm down to your chick
Mad stressed so I'm bound to my spliffs
Wait, I'm bound to ride for
Real Gs gonna around to this
Man, I've got no time to a diss
I left my Nine to Five for this Wasteman ting
I don't care what man's in
I here to relax but if it gets mad
Mek a young boy man's tings
Try me I'm way too big to rebel?
Nah, man, you're never too big to
I was in the O2 singing my out
Rudeboy, you're too big for Adele
Leave my yard, blow a to my girl
to my sister as well
Gotta trophies down at my mum's bit
Man, I'm way too big for my shelf
Man, I see MCs wanna sideline
But I still got a bangers in the pipeline
Man, I've got men @ing me bullshit
You're getting way too old for the
You're getting way too old for a
Should've looked after your
Get out the booth, go to your son
It's never too to commit
It's man love put my name in a bar
Random flight, get a plane to
This year, I how to take care of business
Next year, learn how to play the guitar