Luyện nghe bài hát Do it Like Me

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

He out
I out, Yeah
There weren't one ticket left not even a
I should send you a postcard, I wish you were
I wish you could see, I you could hear
I make 'em
When I come true with the rest of the
I get it pop-in mainstream, still I'm the best in the
So I can why everybody wants to do it like me
No you do it like me
Nah, no we ain't the
never gonna do it I'm doin' it again
Boy Better Know, were too fast
You move into a different lane
Oh a shame
They though I gonna bust, then I came
Took off the condom, it rain
Left my all over the game
And these wanna wanna be me
disrespect me then they beg me for a Re-tweet
Then we see 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 do it like me
I know a lot of man that they do it like me
They really, really, think they do it like me
But no they 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 like a vibrator
Now my looking higher than a sky scraper
Chipmunk told me don't watch no
I'll leave home without my pencil case
I stay with my eraser
Put it up in the sky, nice and high, wave it to side
rub e'm out, rub e'm out
Goodbye
Cya wanna be ya
F*ck your mix tape I wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit your album either
I don't wanna 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 threw dead punches, but I'm still alive and kicking
There's too many cooks in the kitchen, bitchin' trynna do it me
No you do it like me

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Guess who's in the city, going off
know I got money, but I ain't showing off
I drop it it's hot
how much doe it costs
Were up
But you man are off
Blad, you're out
You told Logan you're Mix CD was
But constipated, your sh*t ain't coming out
Now I got sick beats, and crazy vocals
MC's wanna see me on the scene I take it old school like
Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, what mean, what 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 look cool
White gold chains and a' I drool
But they jack me becuz I'm not Ja rule
Nah boy what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean
I was born on the 19th, don't care about February 14th
Pay me for my 16th before I start acting like it's Friday the
With two 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 because you're the one person has stuck by this genre of music,
I'm the, I'm the guy that we love 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 with tunes, oh yeah years old (?)
but there no-one else that does it like me

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