Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

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