Luyện nghe bài hát Do it Like Me

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

He out
I sold out,
There weren't one ticket left not even a
I should send you a postcard, I you were here
I wish you could see, I wish you hear
I 'em scream
When I come true with the of the team
I get it pop-in mainstream, still I'm the in the scene
So I can understand why wants to do it like me
No you do it like me
Nah, no we the same
You're never gonna do it I'm doin' it
Boy Better Know, were moving too
You better into a different lane
Oh a shame
They I weren't gonna bust, then I came
Took off the condom, it rain
Left my stain all over the
And these be's wanna be me
They disrespect me they beg me for a Re-tweet
Then we see them on the camera, walking, talking 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 they do it like me
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You it money, I call it a piece of paper
You think I'm a human being, Nah man I'm a of nature
Skepta I got the UK like a vibrator
Now my paper's looking higher a sky scraper
Chipmunk me don't watch no face
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 don't wanna
Couldn't give a shit your album either
I don't hear you come out the speaker, No
You ain't been to a until you been to my Show
If you're looking for action man I'm G.I Joe
I'm killing it that's why man are switching
They threw some dead punches, but I'm alive and kicking
There's too many 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, 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 you're constipated, sh*t ain't coming out
Now know I got 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 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 like
I will lick a man in the jaw side a stool
I'm a real bad boy but I still cool
White chains and a' I start drool
But they can't jack me becuz I'm not Ja
Nah rude boy what d'ya mean, d'ya mean
I was born on September the 19th, don't care February 14th
Pay me for my 16th before I start acting like Friday the 13th
With two gloves and balaclava
C S gas and a cleaver
Pay me for my
Before I start chopping off heads King Arthur

People here are starting to hear you as the King of grime because you're the one person that has stuck by this of music,
I'm the, I'm the guy that we love this music I love 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 else does it like me

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