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 not even a chair
I should send you a postcard, I wish you here
I wish you could see, I wish you could
I make 'em
When I true with the rest of the team
I get it pop-in mainstream, I'm the best in the scene
So I can understand why everybody wants to do it me
No you do it like me
Nah, no we ain't the
You're never do it I'm doin' it again
Boy Know, were moving too fast
You better move into a different
Oh a shame
They though I weren't gonna bust, I came
Took off the condom, it rain
Left my stain all the game
And wanna be's 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 think they do it like me
I a lot of man that think they do it like me
They really, really, really think they do it me
But no they do it like me
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You call it money, I call it a of paper
You think I'm a being, Nah man I'm a freak of nature
I got the UK buzzing like a vibrator
Now my paper's looking higher than a sky
Chipmunk told me don't no face
I'll never leave home my pencil case
24/7 I stay my eraser
Put it up in the sky, and high, wave it side to side
rub e'm out, rub e'm out
Goodbye
Cya wouldn't be ya
F*ck mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't a shit about your album either
I don't hear you come out the speaker, No
You ain't been to a show you been to my Show
If you're looking for some man I'm G.I Joe
I'm it that's why them man are switching
They threw some 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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who's in the city, it's going off
They know I got money, but I ain't off
I drop it it's hot
F*ck how doe it costs
blowing up
But you man are off
Blad, blowing out
You told you're Mix CD was finished
But you're constipated, your sh*t ain't out
Now know I got sick beats, and vocals
MC's don't wanna see me on the scene I it old school like
Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what mean you fool
Go on then, go on then for the tool
Think that you're hard but you're soft wool
I will lick a man in the jaw with a stool
I'm a real bad boy but I still look
gold chains and a' I start drool
But they can't me becuz I'm not Ja rule
Nah rude boy d'ya mean, what d'ya mean
I was born on September the 19th, don't care about 14th
Pay me for my 16th I start acting like it's Friday the 13th
With two black gloves and
C S gas and a cleaver
Pay me for my
Before I start chopping off heads like 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 no-one else that does it like me

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