Luyện nghe bài hát Do it Like Me

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

He out
I sold out,
weren't one ticket left not even a chair
I should send you a postcard, I wish you here
I wish you could see, I wish you hear
I 'em scream
When I true with the rest of the team
I get it mainstream, still 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 gonna do it I'm doin' it
Boy Better Know, moving too fast
You better move a different lane
Oh what a
They though I weren't gonna bust, then I
Took off the condom, it rain
Left my stain all over the
And these wanna be's be me
They disrespect me then they beg me for a
Then we see on the camera, walking, talking trynna do it like me
No you do it like me

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I a lot of man that think they do it like me
I know a lot of man that they do it like me
really, really, really think they do it like me
But no they don't do it me
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You it money, I call it a piece of paper
You I'm a human being, Nah man I'm a freak of nature
Skepta I got the UK buzzing like a
Now my paper's higher than a sky scraper
told me don't watch no face
I'll never leave home my pencil case
24/7 I stay 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 wouldn't be ya
F*ck your mix I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about album either
I don't wanna hear you out the speaker, No
You ain't to a show until 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 dead punches, but I'm still and kicking
There's too cooks in the kitchen, bitchin' trynna do it like me
No you don't do it 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 like hot
F*ck how much doe it
Were up
But you man are off
Blad, you're out
You told Logan Mix CD was finished
But you're constipated, your sh*t ain't out
Now know I got sick beats, and crazy
MC's don't see me on the scene I take it old school like
Nah rude boy, what mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean you fool
Go on then, go on then for the tool
that you're hard but you're soft 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 and a' I start drool
But they jack me becuz I'm not Ja rule
Nah rude boy d'ya mean, what d'ya mean
I was on September the 19th, don't care about February 14th
Pay me for my 16th before I start acting like it's Friday the
With two black gloves and
C S gas and a cleaver
Pay me for my
Before I start chopping off heads like King

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

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