Luyện nghe bài hát Flyin’

What up man, what are ya week?
He he's rough, and he's always got a screw-face
stush and he thinks he's heavy
I've heard, heard it all man
thing, same shit
I can't it
I'm just me
I work... I'm not doing cos I got the or cos I'm famous
This is I was, you get me?

Rascal]
You can say I'm too rude, you can say I think I'm
You can say I think I'm all that, heard it all already
You can say I I'm rough, you can say you can't wait
Till the day you meet me face to face and to set me straight
You can say I sound swag, you can say I'm
You can slag me off to every female I've ever
You can say I'm kinda meek, you can say I'm just a
Just say you you want and what you will but say it quick

[Chorus: 2X]
Cos I'm flyin, I ain't got
You must makin moves, why you watchin
You got so much to say my grime
You be UP THERE, I see you up there

Rascal]
You can I'm arrogant, you probably say I'm vain
You can say my head swole since I see a little
You can say I left the hood, my was a mistake
You can say I'm under pressure, you can say I'm to break
You can say I'm fake, cos I always keep it real
You can say "so wot?" I can say "so chill"
You can say I'm too cheeky, you can say I you sick
Just say what you want and you will but say it quick

[Dizzee
acting bitchy lately quite unsurprisingly
They would love to cut my but they just cock their eyes at me
Like little ladies would you wish you could yourself
But violent silences ya, stops ya so keep your feelings stealth
And wondering if I'm gonna laugh I'm don't worry
I weren't here, I ain't leavin in a hurry
So any preconceptions you've got of me, forget them
Please don't let em, you -- I'm gully
And rude, and blatant, no time, in a hurry,
make no more inquiries, fuck you is my only statement
The only answer I'm to give you:
you and whoever came with you
Fuck them and anybody related, fuck get me frustrated
Cos I the type to hype and rare
Hope I scare em, make 'em me
I'm pretty you're not near me
no need for that
I'm time, away from the pen and pad and grime serious grime
Leave the microphone alone, and spray some verses with the 9

[Dizzee
Rasci... won't for no one, ever
I'm me, I've me
Dapper, rapper, jacker,
I don't play, to you