Luyện nghe bài hát Graftin'

So, what you about London City, aye?
(East London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
What you think you
(North London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
Big Ben tells the
(Stand up, up, yeah)

Above the roads the holy ground, grind
Young hustlers, we graft all the non-stop, UK war
Maybe I'll find you for myself
(You me)
You know what I'm

Yo, as I hustle in the for a paper stack
Lord knows, I got the devil on my
It's a cold world, l gotta stay on
Dog eat dog, gain if you lack

In the LDN where I learnt to
Clacka, I can show you it's at
First first, get a block and a flat
up, get a black hoodie in a hat

Livin' in the Big Brother's view
Keep an eye out for the in blue
Straight years gettin' caught, that's you
Sittin' in the still wondering who

keep quiet, now you on a diet
Mash potato, and stew
Pissed off not a lot to do
And the word on the street ever seem new

And none of it will ever true
Endless hype, who do you
it relieve the loneliness at night?
Remain deceived if youre convinced it

You for well, what the streets are like
Few Mercs, couple more Rangers
Other than not a lot else changes

Sky looks grey in City
We graftin' 'cause were gritty
Hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle

Sky looks in London City
We stay graftin' 'cause were
Hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle

I used to roll up against the wall
Never did wanna play
Now I'm pennyhole parkin',
'Cause I'm back in the white man's

And I've been doin' this since
I G.I Joe any boy in my
Invadin' my space or on the stuff
Bring it on star,

By the end of the hours of the
end your days, you'll think I'm crazed
When I'll give you the midnight
End of sentence, stop

Now, what you gonna say about
put all your plans in a knot
Make you put all your mind's on the
I'm probably everything youre not

I'm mad, youve lost the plot
To even consider gettin' me
Carried off to a hospital, block and
On the table to operate, never me

I dictate and who's heavyweight
I'm king of the
Make moves in any
LDN, we do our

Sky grey in London City
We graftin' 'cause were gritty
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, hustle

Sky grey in London City
We graftin' 'cause were gritty
Hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle

right, yeah, you're damn right
Young hustlers, London City, up
LDN, they us in the world
You know our is
I swear all teacups

To enter the four bucks, is Palace
show you how gritty it is out here
You gonna know, you gonna
It's Dizzee solo, yo, I'm here, what?
Ghetto UK up

[Incomprehensible] Ras, Gizza Bell sayin'
I'ma back, to you