Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

[Verse 1:
Look, bars, no messing around
But me in the booth 2-stepping around
Shit, it's nearly 10 years I've been holding it
You couldn't with me then, you can't fuck with me now
I told God I wanna quit, my nigga let me
16, my freestyles are
be like "Yo Chip, where's Ice Kid?"
I'm like "Blud, do I look his secretary?"
Head top bars, no flows
Chipmunk the school of Risky Roadz
And ballerina raps can't test the flow
With ankles out, stay on your toes
I don't how it feels to queue to rave
I've been popping drinking underage
Me, got like 13 mixtapes, 2 albums, an EP
And I still got to say
got bars for days, now who wants a page?
I can the eyes, yeah, they're all on me
For all the bad preeing, I got Lord's on me
So if you pull out gun, it might strawberry (jam)
Positive energy, I'm throwing up a
But right now I'm in with this beat
So one time for New but
punch it up to say the least
Like I was at Drake's like, look at all these Drake hoes
Rap has a payroll
25 on 25 Ms?
25th's around the corner, where the fuck is my
Still telling gyal "you are not my wifey"
Feeling myself, you ain't gotta me
No hook, just verses on the
Make her drink off the flow, KA's still sweet, nigga,
[Break: New
Yeah, you know I'm myself
2: Kano]
Huh, hit me
I'm feeling myself, I might me
it, done with the intro, let me indulge
If we're all stars then what's
levels to this shit, no kettle on your wrist
Could get you on the list of Brits
When buried under 6, what you think though?
made Purple Rain, you made Vimto (watered)
Brushing my shoulders, no roll
It's nothing, switch up the and so seamless
We work harder Hulk Hogan's seamstress
The amigos, [?] finito
I doing this shit to be T-To
B, I ain't man to get me ghost
been getting fully paid to feed Rico (treason)
In our plate of the people, you're though (eating)
see man on Barking Road chilling (true)
I'm from round here, so who's (you)
on the red, still I'm cripping (Snoop)
I ain't got two but I'm different
Yankees on a flossing
My man take confidence for cockiness
Cause niggas don't scrap, that's rocky shit
Red dot on your chest, no poppy
I stay anonymous rolling the commoners
Two pints of lager and some frites
But now and then, I pop a couple Bollingers
Act up in the week, weekend's the
Then Bartholomew's
call me uncle
Something like Reg and his nephew, trunk you
Leave man dizzy when we you like [?], kick it like kung fu
Snare better back that
Cause when Wretch this
It's a madness
[Break: New
Yeah, you know I'm feeling
3: Wretch 32]
Mum me "fuck the game, give me some grandkids"
Told her that I'm fit, already on a hat trick
Nearly, I dropped the ball about one
And it's not my fault the lady didn't catch it
Scary like the movie, but nothing like a
Cuh this nigga die, no one doesn't wanna shoot me
I've been rolling with my boys my hood without my hoodie
And they're I [?]
Me and Kane go back from when I was selling
Me and Chip go from when I was robbing bookies
I bet you wouldn't bet
Ain't never hide problems when we got the cookie
Two for my niggas in the pen
Because of my pen, I can buy my niggas
I can buy for everyone in my circle
But how we ever gonna think out the
I remember me and Z got raided
Had the same look on his face when I got
Oh, happy days 2Pac - Changes
In my boxed room, now the Porsche all
Uh, around with new Roleys on
On an getting my Stony on
Uh, didn't sleep, my lonely on
I done transformed from MC to
I'm a with it
I'm Britain off the leash with it
Or Great in my piece, init
If you're gonna do the rap, get the with it
Yeah, I say nice to meet ya I leave ya
Cause I wanna go, she want a
See, I'm [?]
Me, Chip and K, this is
New Machine]
Yeah, you know I'm myself
[Outro: 32]
How much we between us again?