Luyện nghe bài hát Do it Like Me

F*ck (x3)
Let me hear you say Skepta
F*ck (x4)

He out
I sold out,
There weren't one ticket not even a chair
I should you a postcard, I wish you were here
I you could see, I wish you could hear
I 'em scream
When I come true with the rest of the
I get it pop-in mainstream, I'm the best in the scene
So I can understand why wants to do it like me
No you don't do it me
Nah, no we the same
You're never gonna do it I'm it again
Boy Better Know, were too fast
You move into a different lane
Oh what a
They though I weren't bust, then I came
Took off the condom, made it
Left my stain all over the
And these wanna wanna be me
They disrespect me then beg me for a Re-tweet
we see them on the camera, walking, talking trynna do it like me
No you do it like me

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I know a lot of man that think they do it me
I know a lot of man think they do it like me
They really, really, think they do it like me
But no don't do it like me
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You call it money, I it a piece of paper
You think I'm a human being, Nah man I'm a freak of
Skepta I got the UK buzzing like a
Now my paper's looking higher a sky scraper
Chipmunk me don't watch no face
I'll never leave home without my case
24/7 I with my eraser
Put it up in the sky, nice and high, wave it to side
rub e'm out, rub e'm out
hater
Cya wouldn't be ya
F*ck mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a about your album either
I don't hear you come out the speaker, No
You ain't been to a show until you been to my
If you're for some action man I'm G.I Joe
I'm killing it that's why them man are
They some dead punches, but I'm still alive and kicking
There's too cooks in the kitchen, bitchin' trynna do it like me
No you do it like me

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Guess who's in the city, it's off
They know I got money, but I ain't off
I drop it it's hot
F*ck how doe it costs
Were up
But you man are off
Blad, you're out
You told Logan Mix CD was finished
But constipated, your sh*t ain't coming out
Now know I got sick beats, and crazy
MC's don't wanna see me on the scene I take it old like
Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, d'ya mean you fool
Go on then, go on draw for the tool
Think that you're hard but you're like wool
I lick a man in the jaw side with a stool
I'm a real bad boy but I still cool
White gold chains and a' I drool
But they jack me becuz I'm not Ja rule
Nah rude boy what d'ya mean, d'ya mean
I was on September the 19th, don't care about February 14th
Pay me for my 16th before I start like it's Friday the 13th
two black gloves and balaclava
C S gas and a cleaver
Pay me for my
Before I start off heads like King Arthur

People here are starting to hear you as the King of grime you're the one person that has stuck by this genre of music,
I'm the, I'm the guy that we this music I love grime world.
If there was a room, you get me, and a microphone and a PC me in there,
I'm coming out tunes, oh yeah maybe years old (?)
but there ain't no-one that does it like me

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