Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

[Verse 1:
Look, straight bars, no messing
But picture me in the 2-stepping around
Shit, it's nearly 10 years I've been it down
You couldn't with me then, you can't fuck with me now
I told God I wanna quit, my wouldn't let me
16, my freestyles are
be like "Yo Chip, where's Ice Kid?"
I'm "Blud, do I look like his secretary?"
Head top bars, no frisky
Chipmunk the school of Risky Roadz
And your ballerina raps test the flow
With your ankles out, on your toes
I don't know how it feels to to rave
I've been popping since underage
Me, I've got 13 mixtapes, 2 albums, an EP
And I got more to say
I've got bars for days, now who a page?
I can feel the eyes, yeah, all on me
For all the bad preeing, I got Lord's on me
So if you pull out your gun, it strawberry (jam)
Positive energy, I'm throwing up a
But right now I'm in with this beat
So one for New Machine but
I'ma punch it up to say the
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, where the is my pen?
Still every gyal "you are not my wifey"
myself, you ain't gotta like me
No hook, just verses on the
her drink off the flow, KA's still sweet, nigga, yeah
[Break: New
Yeah, you know I'm myself
[Verse 2:
Huh, hit me
I'm myself, I might strip me
Fuck it, with the intro, let me indulge
If we're all stars then Ringo?
There's levels to this shit, no kettle on wrist
get you on the list of legendary Brits
When buried under 6, what you think though?
Prince made Rain, you made Vimto (watered)
Brushing my shoulders, no roll
It's nothing, switch up the flow and so
We work harder than Hogan's seamstress
The three amigos, [?]
I ain't doing shit to be T-To
B, I featuring man to get me ghost
I've been getting fully to feed Rico (treason)
In our plate of the people, peak though (eating)
You'll see man on Barking Road (true)
I'm from round here, so slipping? (you)
Chick on the red, I'm cripping (Snoop)
I got two chains but I'm different
Yankees on a ting
My man take your confidence for
Cause these niggas don't scrap, that's rocky
Red dot on your chest, no shit
I stay anonymous rolling the commoners
Two pints of lager and pomme frites
But every now and then, I pop a Bollingers
Act up in the week, weekend's the
Then Bartholomew's
Chip call me
Something like Reg and his nephew, trunk you
Leave man when we spin you like [?], kick it like kung fu
Snare better back shit
Cause when Wretch grabs
a rassclart madness
New Machine]
Yeah, you I'm feeling myself
3: Wretch 32]
Mum told me "fuck the game, me some grandkids"
Told her I'm match fit, already on a hat trick
Nearly, I dropped the about one time
And not my fault that the lady didn't catch it
Scary like the movie, but like a movie
Cuh this nigga don't die, no one wanna shoot me
I've been rolling with my boys through my hood my hoodie
And they're I [?]
Me and go back from when I was selling goodies
Me and go back from when I was robbing bookies
I bet you wouldn't bet
Ain't never hide problems we really got the cookie
Two for my niggas in the pen
Because of my pen, I can buy my shots
I can buy food for everyone in my
But how we ever gonna out the box?
I when me and Z got raided
Had the same look on his face I got famous
Oh, happy days 2Pac - Changes
In my boxed room, now the Porsche all
Uh, rolling around with new on
On an getting my Stony on
Uh, didn't sleep, my lonely on
I done from MC to Wretchatron
I'm a beast it
I'm Great Britain off the leash it
Or Great Britain in my piece,
If you're do the rap, get the meat with it
Yeah, I say to meet ya when I leave ya
Cause I wanna go, she want a
See, I'm [?]
Me, Chip and K, is ether
[Break: New
Yeah, you know I'm myself
[Outro: 32]
How much we sold between us