Luyện nghe bài hát Flyin’

What up man, are ya this week?
He thinks he's rough, and he's always got a
He's stush and he he's heavy
heard, I've heard it all man
Same thing, same
I believe 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?

[Dizzee
You can say I'm too rude, you can say I I'm heavy
You can say I think I'm all that, I've it all already
You can say I think I'm rough, you can say you can't
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 me off to every female I've ever dated
You can say I'm kinda meek, you can say I'm a prick
Just say you what you want and 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 to say about my grime
You must be UP THERE, I see you up

[Dizzee
You can I'm arrogant, you probably say I'm vain
You can say my head swole I see a little fame
You can say I the hood, my success was a mistake
You can say I'm pressure, you can say I'm bound 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 make you
Just say what you want and you will but say it quick

[Dizzee
Fellas bitchy lately quite unsurprisingly
They would love to cut my face but they just their eyes at me
Like little ladies would you wish you could yourself
But violent silences from ya, stops ya so keep your stealth
And if I'm gonna laugh I'm saying don't worry
I weren't invited here, I ain't in a hurry
So any preconceptions you've got of me, forget them
don't let em, confuse you -- I'm gully
And rude, and blatant, no time, in a hurry,
Don't 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 about get me
Cos I ain't the to hype and rare
I scare em, make 'em fear me
I'm pretty certain not near me
There's no need for
I'm taking time, from the pen and pad and grime serious grime
Leave the microphone alone, strap and spray some verses 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